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Tim is doing...

Yes, thats it exactly. He's doing. His wounds were tended to, and the whole glowing thing cut off last night when he collapsed.

But the fact that he's getting a post, means that he is awake. Groggy, but awake.

Come say hi?

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95, um, heard. From someone. Yeah. So she's actually visiting.

Or at least peering in shyly.

"...ano... gomen kudasai..."

He's pretty well bandaged, both arms, his torso, a bit of his head. So he twitches a finger in greeting.

"Still don't...understand japanese"

She bows, then, formalities dispensed with, runs to his side.

"What happened?!"

"You doing...all right under...Say True?"

Is the first thing that comes out of his mouth. the important thing.

"Andrews war...took out an...army of demons."

"Oh, yes..." She nods. "I was worried you might... be upset." She looks at her hands.

Then glances up. "Ara ara! All on our own?! My goodness! Are you going to be all right?!"

"I understood...your thinking."

And he smiles at her.

" Not just me....Bunch of us."

She nods. "Is there anything I can do? I could get you something from Bar-san."

"Water, would be nice."

He watches her a moment.

"So...how do you feel, now?

She nods and rushes to waylay a waitrat.

"Feel?" she replies, puzzled.

"About...me."

That was his understanding of why they switched.

"Or did i get something wrong?"

The more he talks the stronger he seems. Seems being the operative word.

She looks down, fidgeting. "Meg... explained things, then. Ano... You aren't my user anymore. So... it is like it was before." She ventures a smile, hoping it won't be taken as some sort of insult.

"Good."

And he smiles at her.

"All good."

The smile widens with relief. "I'm glad... But you... are you going to be feeling better soon?"

"Should be..."

His eyes close again. And they don't re-open. Shortly, he starts to snore. This must be harder then he lets on.

She sighs, smiling kindly, and tucks his sheet around him, then makes her exit Silent Like teh Ninja.

And there is a Doctor type person. No not that doctor. Doctor McCoy. No, not that Doctor McCoy, either. The Blue one. Right. That one.

"Hello, Tim. I'm glad to see you're awake."

Tim looks up, tries to smile.

"Me...too"

"I was worried about you for awhile. And I didnt want to chance healing you or having you healed while you were unconcious. I dont know enough about your powers to be sure that thinmgs wouldnt go...wonky."

Hank gets an odd look on his face. Wonky isnt his preferred term but he'll use it.

Tim closes his eyes again.

"Wonky is a good word. I'm at about 5 percent power. And it's not raising. I might have blown something."

Hank nods.

"In that case, I will use baseline treatmanet, and take it slowly. I'll close up the cuts and wounds, but the healing will go slower, until we know if your magic will interfere one way or the other. How does that sound?"

Hank's in deep waters here. He has dealt with magic and knows it is always hard to predict.

"Sounds good to me, your the doctor."

Hank brings over a small device that looks something like a laser.

"This is a dermaregenerator. It will close up the wounds and give some relief to the muscles underneath. That way, you should be able to recuperate either here or in your own bed, whichever you choose. This will sting a bit, I warn you. Though probably not as much as you are hurting now."

He brings the device clsoe to Tim and thumbs it on, a small humming sound filling the air as a light plays on it's larger end. Hank slowly moves it across the wounds, and the wounds, obligingly, heal. Not truly healed, but closed up and sealed against injury and infection. The warmth from the device slowly spreads across the wounds and across Tim, as Hank attends to cut and wound and abrasion.

It takes some time to finish and when Hank is done, he leans back and sits down next to Tim. He blows out a long breath then nods.

"Okay, you will still be weak for sometime, as your body tries to heal the rest naturally. You can flex your muscles and probably even walk, but you will need to take it very easy, and very slowly for at least a week. I dont know what your magic will do in the meantime, but if you have any trouble, contact me day or night."

"Thank you."

Tim closes his eyes, and is shortly snoring.

Hank watches him or a short time, then wanders off to watch over the other patients as well.

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