Fifteen Bells: [ACTION/WRITTEN]

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[Archie woke up yesterday.  How is this new?  Well, after getting some fairly critical stab wounds from Grell, he was put on a ventilator and kept under sedation for a few days.  The ventilator was exchanged for a less impressive-looking concentrator yesterday and he was taken off sedation.  He spent yesterday sleeping anyway, since anesthesia doesn't generally leave you bright-eyed immediately afterward.

This morning, he is talking and eating Jell-o, which is a new experience. The most important bit comes written on the journal network in wobbly handwriting courtesy of the heart monitor clipped on his finger.]

I have been informed that I may have visitors. I'd like to know everyone is all right.

Kennedy

[Anyone who comes in will find him looking predictably weak and pale but lucid and in good spirits, or possibly catnapping after a dose of painkillers.

OOC: Purely for the sake of mercy, Archie is unaffected by the event.]

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I'm useless as anything after medication. [He really let it get out of control--it's taking longer for the pain to vanish, this time.]

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You get some rest, then. [One more round of hand-patting, and she stands.] And when you're feeling better, I expect to see you and Mr. Hornblower for dinner sometime. I'll make a good English roast for you, it'll be just like home.

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That would be wonderful. [Even if things got a little awkward just now, a good English roast sounds much better than the bad ones they usually attempt at home.]

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[poorneedyand.livejournal.com]

Good. [Luckily she's in decent practice when it comes to roast beef, and not just because she's turned into the angel of the house for a week. After taking up the plate and what bits of toast remain on it--they'll surely be stale by the time Archie's hungry again, there's no point to leaving them for him--she heads toward the door, glancing back once before she goes.] Feel better.

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Thank you, Mrs. Eaton. [Mmm, the drugs are good. His eyes close on their own.]