Captain James T. Kirk (
winscenario) wrote in
riverviewlogs2018-09-23 10:35 pm
( open ) and I'm bleeding
who: Jim Kirk & YOU
what: slow recovery after getting stabbed by Laura
when: late September
where: the hospital
warnings: talk of stab wound and bleeding, possibly showing said stab wound on some of the threads
[ Jim wakes up groggily, maybe a little too suddenly, and for a moment isn't even aware of his surroundings. It's not his bed, definitely— that he does know immediately. It takes him a few seconds and some blinking until he adjusts to the sunlight filtering through the blinds, then the sounds from outside the room reach his ears.
Gradually his last memories come to mind. His fight with Laura (more like a one-sided attack), his injury, the blood... his fingers feeling tingly, extremities going numb, vision blurring just seconds before he passed out.
He has no memory between then and now, but it's obvious that he's been brought to the hospital and treated accordingly.
Which is a good thing, up until the point that Jim can't stand being still. That, and he hates hospitals. Not a good combination. Sitting on his bed, he finds his thoughts drifting to the last time he was hospitalized, and feels a nearly overwhelming urge to move, get out, do something. But his injury's not helping, not in its early stages of healing. He feels the skin pulling when he tries to sit up, and when he's stupid enough to actually attempt to get to his feet, the pain is nearly blinding and has him sitting down again, face twisting into a pained wince.
Doesn't mean he stops trying, obviously. Because he's smart and patient like that. Come visit him and force him back into bed, or assist him on his grand escape to the bathroom or the gardens by getting him a goddamn wheelchair. ]
what: slow recovery after getting stabbed by Laura
when: late September
where: the hospital
warnings: talk of stab wound and bleeding, possibly showing said stab wound on some of the threads
[ Jim wakes up groggily, maybe a little too suddenly, and for a moment isn't even aware of his surroundings. It's not his bed, definitely— that he does know immediately. It takes him a few seconds and some blinking until he adjusts to the sunlight filtering through the blinds, then the sounds from outside the room reach his ears.
Gradually his last memories come to mind. His fight with Laura (more like a one-sided attack), his injury, the blood... his fingers feeling tingly, extremities going numb, vision blurring just seconds before he passed out.
He has no memory between then and now, but it's obvious that he's been brought to the hospital and treated accordingly.
Which is a good thing, up until the point that Jim can't stand being still. That, and he hates hospitals. Not a good combination. Sitting on his bed, he finds his thoughts drifting to the last time he was hospitalized, and feels a nearly overwhelming urge to move, get out, do something. But his injury's not helping, not in its early stages of healing. He feels the skin pulling when he tries to sit up, and when he's stupid enough to actually attempt to get to his feet, the pain is nearly blinding and has him sitting down again, face twisting into a pained wince.
Doesn't mean he stops trying, obviously. Because he's smart and patient like that. Come visit him and force him back into bed, or assist him on his grand escape to the bathroom or the gardens by getting him a goddamn wheelchair. ]

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Why'd you go and get beat up anyway? I finally cracked the voice recognition on the Intrepid and now I'm gonna have to program her to call you Captain Disaster.
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He rolls his eyes, letting his head fall back onto the pillow. ] Sure, I totally did it on purpose. Just went ahead and leapt right into danger in hopes that I'd get stabbed.
[ Okay fine he did go looking for Laura, but to be fair he had been marked from the start, so she would have found him either way. ]
Also, if you do that I'm gonna have her call you Ensign Grumpy.