Healing is a matter of time, but it is sometimes also a matter of opportunity.

[ngm_miscellaneous]

Marcelo Alencar da Silva had been in surgery for a few hours. He had been completely unaware of law enforcement locking down the city block his building was on. He had not been aware of much outside of trying to stay awake until some doctor like person told him it was okay to sleep.

The doctors had worked hard. As precisely as the sword had been impaled into their patient, they had to be just as precise to make sure he did not bleed out all over the operating table. Those doctors lived and worked in New York, home of the Avengers and Fantastic Four. Yet, they were never quite prepared for people stabbed with swords.

Even with a very close call, the Brazilian patient was rolled out to recovery. As the nurses and doctors monitored him, the surgeon went out to explain to his fiancee how things went. When the medical personnel were sure he was stable enough, he was sent to his own private room and allowed to have visitors.

Comments

[pyroprincess]

"Shaw. My last name is Shaw." She would have been tempted to poke him or tickle him for saying something that silly in another time, but he was clearly not in the shape to be manhandled.

"I'm not even really fair." Well, compared to the average American white person, anyway. She certainly did look a lot fairer than he did. "And yes, your English skills are much better when you're being given huge amounts of painkillers and sedatives."

[vesper_verde]

"As in... you Shaw is pretty?" Sometimes they spoke funny in America. Marcelo would freely admit it in his drug-hazed state. He found it funny himself and giggled slightly until that hurt.

"Uhn. Good thing I have a nice, warm Stephanie at my side. That coulda hurt more." He was getting some manual dexterity back. He was managing to stroke her soft, silky hair without getting his fingers tangled in it.

[pyroprincess]

"You're very fortunate I'm not actually Southern, you awful, awful man." She smirked and resisted the urge to nudge or poke him. He wasn't really up to that.

"Mmm, a good thing indeed." That was certainly true enough, she was always nice and warm. Sometimes more than just warm. "You're doing better with your hands."

[vesper_verde]

"I'm terrible. And I'm loopy. And I think I have a tubes in places I don't wanna look." He closed his eyes and enjoyed Stephanie laying with him.

He kept stroking her hair. It made him feel better at least. "Hands are important. It's hard to feel you up later without them."

[pyroprincess]

"You are terribly loopy, yes. And ... I'm quite certain that you do. Hopefully they'll take that out soon." Stephanie snuggled up a little closer to him, enjoying just being with him.

"They're very important. And you had best take good care of those hands." She closed her eyes.

"I'm actually feeling sleepy."

[vesper_verde]

"Being able to pee on my own would be nice. Not being in pain when you excite me would be a very nice bonus." He was too strung out from anesthesia to get excited at the moment. Though he was content to stroke her hair. He liked the feeling of those soft strands across his fingertips.

Though he did try to touch her nose with his glowing red fingertip. "Boop. The magical you can sleep right here touch."

He yawned a little. "I'll join you. Until a nurse chases me out of the bed. My shapely butt hanging in the breeze and all."