PHASE I [Zack doubts there will come a day when he doesn't hate hospitals on principle. They smell too clean, for one, when everything that happens in them is anything but. Doctors hadn't been a big deal as a kid, sure, but as he got older, those doctors only seemed to grow stranger, more detached, and just a little unhinged.
He'd take being a puppy over a damned lab rat any day. (As if he had a choice.)
It's not the kind of environment he'd wanted to suddenly wake up in, as if the recent (and also sudden) shifts in his environment hadn't been bad enough. The whole thing makes him antsy, and he can't help but pace around restlessly, more concerned with nerves than modesty.
He paces, waits, no doctor, rinse and repeat. Eventually, the waiting gets to be too much--there's nothing wrong with him, and silence is never a good thing in these situations (either something was wrong--not--or something worse was waiting)--and he grabs his "chart."]
WHAT? I don't cheat at cards.
[PRIORITIES, Zack.]
BONUS [The nurses freak him out. They're a really sour reminder of all the things coming out of Shinra's Science Department that he still wishes he hadn't, or at the very least, could forget.
But there's this pesky note on his chart here. The one that says "please leave"? He'd take that literally, if he could, but he can't seem to find a way to actually...do...that. Which has resulted in trying to ask one of those really stacked by kind of impaired in the face department nurses.
Not his best decision to date. Because that involves sharp needles, and then--
And then there's this crazy urge to hug everything.]
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[Zack doubts there will come a day when he doesn't hate hospitals on principle. They smell too clean, for one, when everything that happens in them is anything but. Doctors hadn't been a big deal as a kid, sure, but as he got older, those doctors only seemed to grow stranger, more detached, and just a little unhinged.
He'd take being a puppy over a damned lab rat any day. (As if he had a choice.)
It's not the kind of environment he'd wanted to suddenly wake up in, as if the recent (and also sudden) shifts in his environment hadn't been bad enough. The whole thing makes him antsy, and he can't help but pace around restlessly, more concerned with nerves than modesty.
He paces, waits, no doctor, rinse and repeat. Eventually, the waiting gets to be too much--there's nothing wrong with him, and silence is never a good thing in these situations (either something was wrong--not--or something worse was waiting)--and he grabs his "chart."]
WHAT? I don't cheat at cards.
[PRIORITIES, Zack.]
BONUS
[The nurses freak him out. They're a really sour reminder of all the things coming out of Shinra's Science Department that he still wishes he hadn't, or at the very least, could forget.
But there's this pesky note on his chart here. The one that says "please leave"? He'd take that literally, if he could, but he can't seem to find a way to actually...do...that. Which has resulted in trying to ask one of those really stacked by kind of impaired in the face department nurses.
Not his best decision to date. Because that involves sharp needles, and then--
And then there's this crazy urge to hug everything.]