Waking up in the hospital is the last thing Harry likes doing. Some poor schmuck might get his life support fired, and the wave of panic that comes with that is very real. Though he doesn't quite remember WHY.
The nurses were nice, but persistent, and Harry barely contained himself from going off on them, and storming out. But he doesn't particularly enjoy yelling at women...No matter how pushy they are.
But he was able to convince them that, "I'm fine, really." and "No, absolutely nothing hurts." His left hand was stiff under the glove it was encased in, but he didn't bother with that. He needed O.U.T.
Once he gets out of the hospital, feeling slightly naked without the familiar heaviness of his duster, Harry just stands there.
"What the hell?" This place looked like...He wasn't entirely sure. He sure as hell wasn't in Chicago anymore, that's for sure.
4.) Stars and Stones, Don't Give Me Tha---
"No, lady, I can't have things like thi-- Oh for the love of..."
sigh
"Alright, whatever. It's this thing's, and probably your, funeral."
fumbling of a phone
"Hell's Bells, is this on? Fine. I need a beer, and some answers. Now."
Harry Dresden :|: The Dresden Files
Waking up in the hospital is the last thing Harry likes doing. Some poor schmuck might get his life support fired, and the wave of panic that comes with that is very real. Though he doesn't quite remember WHY.
The nurses were nice, but persistent, and Harry barely contained himself from going off on them, and storming out. But he doesn't particularly enjoy yelling at women...No matter how pushy they are.
But he was able to convince them that, "I'm fine, really." and "No, absolutely nothing hurts." His left hand was stiff under the glove it was encased in, but he didn't bother with that. He needed O.U.T.
Once he gets out of the hospital, feeling slightly naked without the familiar heaviness of his duster, Harry just stands there.
"What the hell?" This place looked like...He wasn't entirely sure. He sure as hell wasn't in Chicago anymore, that's for sure.
4.) Stars and Stones, Don't Give Me Tha---
"No, lady, I can't have things like thi-- Oh for the love of..."
sigh
"Alright, whatever. It's this thing's, and probably your, funeral."
fumbling of a phone
"Hell's Bells, is this on? Fine. I need a beer, and some answers. Now."