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09/04/10(Sat)03:31 No.11945390>>11945318 Twitch's recovery goes apace under the watchful eye of Doctor Menkov, who continues to allow no visitations. You busy the next few days looking for artifacts to deal with the menace of radiation poisoning, but the Zone is not, despite your straining, in a giving mood. It's not until the end of day four that Doctor Menkov visits you.
"The procedure," he says, "was a success." Menkov forestalls an attempt to physically show gratitude with a raised hand, "I can't guarantee he won't see issues with cancer or tumors in the future, but radiation exposure was carefully controlled to the point that no permanent damage appears to have occurred. He'd very much like to see you all."
You're up for that, and when you enter his room, he's sitting up in his bed - still gangly and bald, but much more alive-looking than he had been mere days ago; the effect is amazing. Damsel surprises you all - including Twitch - by giving the man a rather crushing hug.
"Don't do that again," she commands.
"What, get shot in the chest?" Twitch says, "I was hoping to avoid it, yeah."
"So, how do you feel?" Bird asks, a relieved smile on his face.
"Fine. Well, famished, actually."
"About that," you say "I think we have a surprise for you. I hope you like ham."
(Gonna call it for the night, guys, it's pretty late. As always, comments welcome/encouraged. Expect to see the next thread around 8pm whenever possible.) |