by Evil Eye » Sun Feb 15, 2009 2:40 am
Onyx awoke with a start, but found himself in, at second glance, was a hospital room. He tried to sit up but found his arm and leg in a cast. Grabbing the pair of crutches hanging at his side, he awkwardly got to his feet, and hobbled outside the room. He walked, using the crutches, down a hallway and ran into a medic. Before he could talk, he curtly asked, "Where's Draco?" A little startled, he replied by saying, "I'm not exactly sure. You can use this to contact him, though." He handed Onyx a communicator. "Thanks." He leaned on the wall to the side, and found the right frequency. "Draco? Come in," he spoke into it...
Clarity of thought before rashness of action...