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Post by Phillis Von Christ on Nov 13, 2011 17:55:52 GMT -5
Phillis opened his eyes. He was sat on a chair, by himself. His upper head was covered in bandages and it hurt. Boy did it ever hurt. His whole body felt completely weakened and sensitive. He groaned in pain a bit. At least he wasn't dead. But what happened?
He couldn't remember what happened exactly. Infact, he couldn't remember anything at all. As if his whole life had never happened, and he had just woken up in this single moment. He remembered simple things, the necessities. But he didn't remember the people.. the places. He didn't even know if he had a house and even if he did, he couldn't figure out where it was.
So he just sat, by himself. Awaiting some sign to guide him to where he needed to be.
Post by Namari Lovelle on Nov 13, 2011 18:05:17 GMT -5
Namari rushed through the infirmary, looking for Phillis. She had heard he was attacked. This pissed her off. He was hurt so badly...I call myself a knight?!
She looked through every room, saw each person. The sick, the injured. Namari finally turned to one of the healers and asked, "Excuse me, where is Phillis?" "Down the hall, to your right." the lady replied. Namari hurried in that direction. Turning into one of the rooms, she spotted the boy. Alive, and awake. Relief engulfed Namari.
"Oh my god, Phillis, what the helll happened to you? You had me worried sick!" She leaned on the doorway, rubbing her face out of frustration and worry.
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Nov 13, 2011 18:09:47 GMT -5
Phillis closed his eyes in pain at the sound of the womans voice yelling in panic. "uh.. I'm sorry, miss, could you speak quieter? My head hurts a bit.. sorry."
Post by Namari Lovelle on Nov 13, 2011 18:12:15 GMT -5
"A-Ah..." Namari chuckled slightly. "Sorry, I'm just glad you're okay...must of hit your head pretty hard if you're calling me miss though, my friend!"
Post by Namari Lovelle on Nov 13, 2011 18:17:05 GMT -5
Namari went tensed. Her eyes were blank. Who...am...I...? Staring at the man, she opened her mouth to say to quit being an idiot. But the way he was looking at her...
She looked down at the ground. Chuckling bitterly, she slid down the wall. "...I see...hit your head worse than you thought..." tears welled up in the womans eyes. None dared spill over. "...I'm Namari...we've...know eachother for quite some time..."
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Nov 13, 2011 19:40:16 GMT -5
Phillis smiled. "My pleasure..So..where is this place exactly?" he asked, as he looked around the room. He turned his head slowly, so that he would not trigger any more pain in his head.
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Nov 13, 2011 19:51:10 GMT -5
Phillis thought a moment, he tried his hardest to remember something, anything. But no luck. " I remember how to talk and how to walk, things like that."
Seth walked in in a white doctor's coat carrying a clipboard, he had latex gloves on. He's a bit startled to see Namari there. "Oh hey, Namari." He smiles. "Long time no see huh?" He flips through the clipboard and closes the door. "Blunt trauma to the head, cracked skull, dislocated middle finger....odd." He looks up and his jaw drops when he see's Phillis. "Phillis!? By the gods I didn't know it was you they brought in." He looks back at his clip board then back at Phillis. "Oh man, does anyone know what happend? He was attack yeah, but does anyone know by who?"
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Nov 13, 2011 21:29:33 GMT -5
Phillis sat silent, he was confused. "I don't remember." He answered. He assumed Seth was just a doctor, and nothing more. He still wondered though, did they know each other that well? Were they friends?
He went over to Phillis taking a quill out of his pocket. "Alright now Phillis, I need you to focus only on the feather okay?" He begins moving it from side to side and up and down to see if Phillis had a concussion. If he did his eyes wouldn't always follow the feather.
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Nov 13, 2011 21:55:05 GMT -5
Phillis was confused but did as he was told. He looked at the feather, he managed to follow it for a few seconds but then stopped, looking at the floor, his head hurt too much to keep going. "Is that good enough?" he asked.