Recovery time

[Wolf, the Joker]

(After the fight with the Jackal, Wolf was passed out in the battle field. He was rushed to the school's medic room to heal his cuts and his left shoulder. He was on life support for ashort time. He was still out cold. But after a few hours has passed, Wolf's eyes started to open. He felt some kind of mask on his mouth and knew he was in some medic room. His right hand went over to the mask and removed it. He took a deep breath, but there was a sharp pain in his left shoulder and remebered that he was slashed there.)

Damn...

(Wolf slowly raised off the bed and was sitting on the bed. He looked under the covers to see he was out of his clothes and into a new pair of cloths, white. He saw his stuff on the talbe nearby, but he couldn't move that. So he just layed down on the bed. He was still looking at his stuff but there was a box. Wolf just sighed as he waited to be healed.)

I hate this place.

[Talbot Linsorim]

(( OOC: couldn't leave you by your lonely! ))

She hummed softly, having only been injured enough to be put in this place- how ridiculous. She only had a few cuts and scratches, mostly because of her luck with shielding a last second movements- but alas these people worried too much.

She looked over as Wolf started to talk and smirked, started to say something but was instantly reminded she had lost her voice from being hit in the throat, a slight miscalcuation of how close the flying beast things had been - something no one had seen thank the Goddess. She had simply said, well written, it was laringitis, a small case of casting to often and too loudly but nooo that wasn't good enough- mostly because those in charge had seen her in her trance of fascination during nearly the entire time- so she had been working at the screws on the locked window. She shook her head and continued to work at the screws on the window.