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nevermore_logsWho: Achilles [Open to Patroclus and/or Polyxena]
What: Achilles gets released from the hospital
When: Sunday afternoon
Where: Hospital (I don't have one in my head, and I'm being lazy. Whichever you want Lara!)
Ares had really done Achilles in this time. His whole head was still pounding, drilling out noises as if he were in a tunnel somewhere. With some broken ribs and a dislocated jaw, and some more broken bones that made his whole body tense. He may have spoken out of turn, but he did not feel it just to pander to gods who thought their actions were the end of all. He had stood up for his friend, he felt he had done him justice, even if it had made his mother cry.
The nurses shuffled in and out checking their lists, his IV to be sure all was still comfortable. He hated being in hospitals. The last time he had been in one was when he had visited Patroclus' bedside after he had foolishly let Hybris take over his actions. This time Achilles had not be mouthy for his own glory. He had not been arrogant, he had spoken the truth, and still the gods pandered to each other like lap dogs.
Groggily Achilles looked out the window. He had been away from Briseis and Deirdre for days. He hoped that whomever was there was looking after them as well as he would. He didn't struggle, but he was determined to get out of there before another day passed. Being inside silent walls made him uneasy.
What: Achilles gets released from the hospital
When: Sunday afternoon
Where: Hospital (I don't have one in my head, and I'm being lazy. Whichever you want Lara!)
Ares had really done Achilles in this time. His whole head was still pounding, drilling out noises as if he were in a tunnel somewhere. With some broken ribs and a dislocated jaw, and some more broken bones that made his whole body tense. He may have spoken out of turn, but he did not feel it just to pander to gods who thought their actions were the end of all. He had stood up for his friend, he felt he had done him justice, even if it had made his mother cry.
The nurses shuffled in and out checking their lists, his IV to be sure all was still comfortable. He hated being in hospitals. The last time he had been in one was when he had visited Patroclus' bedside after he had foolishly let Hybris take over his actions. This time Achilles had not be mouthy for his own glory. He had not been arrogant, he had spoken the truth, and still the gods pandered to each other like lap dogs.
Groggily Achilles looked out the window. He had been away from Briseis and Deirdre for days. He hoped that whomever was there was looking after them as well as he would. He didn't struggle, but he was determined to get out of there before another day passed. Being inside silent walls made him uneasy.
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