[You wake up and all you see are bright lights. You're hooked up to a machine, your vital signs are going strong, that's good. Really good. But, there's something strange with your head. It's not itchy, but there's just something odd... Oh well, no time to ponder, there's a panel waiting for you across the hall! The real test is if you've managed
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Unfortunately for her, where she was was just having walked into George's hallway, and now she was visible to him. She was still a few yards away, but her eyes fixed on him, her chest starting to heave. She had the same look of a horse that was about to spook.
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Stopping, he leaned over to squint at her, though she was only some ways away. He rubbed the back of his shaved head, which felt strange not having his usual hat there anymore.
"Uh, 'ey, kiddo? You okay there?"
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Then, after a moment of spooked staring, her lips moved, a whisper of sound coming out, but her voice was too soft to make out words.
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Coach pulled himself up from the bed he was laying in. He didn't remember getting into a bed. Last he remembered, he was on a chopper. The chopper, out of New Orleans. He had closed his eyes, feeling relief like he'd never felt before. maybe an hour in, something started beeping, and then...
What? What happened?
Coach took a gander at his surroundings. It looked like a hospital, but the only hospital he'd been to recently was Savannah's Mercy, when he had a kid suffer from the heat in the summer.
"Where th' hell?"
Coach pulls himself up from the bed. We was still himself. His knee ached the way it always has and he was still plentiful in the gut. So where was he? Did CEDA use him for the experiments?
Where are the others? Where are Ellis, Nick, and Ro?
Coach gets up and out, pulling on his clothes (which were nice and clean, something Coach appreciated) and went out of the room. Where the hell was he?
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"You shouldn't be out of your room." Her voice lacks any concern, though there's an underlying order in her voice. There's a wave of her hand and any approaching security gets called off.
"You were out cold, but you seem not to have mutated. This is a good sign."
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Coach is most definitely being respectful. He want's to know where they were. They had to have made it out, too, if he did.
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Or dead; she doesn't really seem to care.
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Before she left, she captchalogued the water bottle, and ransacked the room for other things, captchaloguing the blanket, the pillow, and some miscellaneous medical supplies she found in the drawers of her hospital room. At least her captchalogue still had everything inside it. When she found an internet connection, she'd make sure to troll Karkat. He was probably flipping the fuck out right about now.
Tapping along with her cane as if she were completely blind - which she was - she adjusted her red sunglasses and shuffled down the hall, her nose testing the air for any signs of life - troll or otherwise - in this crazy alien place.
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Weird.
When he came around the corner and hailed her, she paused in her tapping, shuffling progress down the hallway. She tilted her horned head up and up, until her blind eyes were directed roughly towards his big pink head, and she gave him a pointed-toothed grin that was just the wrong side of friendly.
"Hi! I'm just fine. I don't suppose you can tell me just how in Jegus name I got here, and where the fuck here is before I stop being quite so fine and get angry instead?" she greeted him.
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Logging onto AOL. Boop. Boop. Boop--alrighty. He had no problems with this.
"NOOO clue, missy, I was just about to ask you the same fuckin' thing. Any ideas?"
And after a pause--"Ain't it a lil' late for Halloween, whatever-ya-supposed-to-be?"
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After downing the water in one easy sip, she takes a look around her surroundings. This was... a hospital? It sure didn't seem like it. She tried calling out to Mammon in her mind... no answer.
She was alone.
"So, where exactly is this place?"
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Guess who's poking his head out from the corner with his mustache and his Texan accent and his everything.
Hi.
"Hey there."
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"Can I help you? Because from the sounds of it, you can't help me."
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"Uh, noooo... but if you're 'bout as confused as I am then yer helpin' me out already."
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