Just Sightseein' [Open]

While all this excitement was happening in the lobby between the three girls, the bare assed punker in the surprisingly breezy hospital gown decided to heed the warning he had heard. He wasn't planning on getting any closer to whatever was going on there. In fact, he was already tip toeing his way back down the cold tile hallway toward his room to retrieve his clothing and more importantly, his pack of smokes.

Once he reached his room, he gathered up his things, not bothering to put his clothes on now. He figured he could take care of getting dressed once he had made it outside and lit up his cigarette. For a chain smoker like himself, it was hard to function at all without nicotine rushing through his brain. Even the most basic of motor skills were an irritable and frustrating challenge without a lit cigarette between the lips.

Feelin' confident he had all his gear, he meandered back out into the hallway and carefully tried to make it through the lobby and out the front doors. He didn't want to get caught in any crossfire and he still needed to find these three girls who had brought him in, so he could say thank you. As he stepped outside into the warmth of the day, he walked to the edge of the sidewalk, dropped his pile of clothes on the ground and let out a sigh of relief. He had already fished a fresh ciggy from the pack in his pants' pocket and he wedged it between his lips and lit it up without delay.

"Mmmm..." he moaned as the first drag of poisonous tobacco smoke rolled down his throat and into his awaiting lungs. "...I missed you."

Krim Creme Puff Delia

Creme's body tensed and twitched from the pain, it was certainly like nothing she had ever experienced before. She wanted to curl up into a fetal position, yet doing do stretched her back, only serving to cause further pain. Still, in spite of the pain and tears she did her best to stay strong. She heard Delia chastise her, but Creme simply couldn't help herself. If there was ever a chance to prevent another's harm, then she would take it. No matter the cost, she would always, to the best of her ability, protect another.

Her eyes remained closed as she continued wincing from the pain, but she could feel herself being moved; as well as hear the tension between Delia and Krim. "Heh, s'ok... s'ok, I... I'm okay, D..." Creme attempted to state with a smile, before hearing Krim's sad apology, "Ice cream... buddies?" Creme peeked open an eye, only to see that Krim had vanished from sight; from there, medical professionals would arrive in the lobby to immediately tend to Creme. Lifting her from the chair, they would hoist her onto a gurney before proceeding to wheel her off.

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-Exiting Thread

He was currently standing at the edge of the sidewalk, in the process of stripping off his baby blue hospital gown and trying to finagle his way into his pants, when he saw the first girl come running out of the hospital. It was the same one from the lobby, with the eye patch and the pissed off expression on her face. He pursed his lips as he watched her go by, wondering if she was okay. He couldn't feel that large surge of energy anymore, so he imagined the situation must have died down without any incident. For that, he was glad. Still, he wanted to say somethin' to her and lend an ear if she needed it... After all, she was kinda' cute when she was mad.

Taking another drag from his smoke as he continued to get dressed out near the street, Sleep heard the whoosh of the hospital doors again a few moments later and peeked over his shoulder. It was another one of the girls from the lobby and she gave him a nod before she stepped out into the street and began speaking. She seemed to be apologizing for kicking someone, but Sleep had no idea...

Wait, was SHE talking to HIM!? Perhaps that would explain how he had ended up in this hospital wrapped in bandages. He lifted his shirt and looked down at his stomach, seeing a large red boot print. He poked at it with his finger and felt the pain rush through his senses, causing him to lose his breath for a moment. Yep, seems like I've been kicked, he acknowledged through wincing eyes, before turning his gaze back to where he had last seen the girl. He gathered what breath he could, ready to respond to her, but she was gone. It was then that he caught sight of her flying off into the sky, giving a wave.

"Well, shit..." Sleep sighed, a plume of smoke accompanying his breath.

He shrugged his shoulders and took a final drag of his ciggy before flicking it into the street. He then turned and hobbled his way back inside. As the doors whooshed open and allowed him entry, he scanned the lobby, but it was now empty aside from a lone nurse sitting at the reception desk.

"'Scuse me ma'am, I'm lookin' 'fer three ladies who brought me in. I'd like to say thank you to 'em, but I dunno' what they look like or where I might find 'em..."

"Well you just missed them, but I'm not sure how. They were causing a bit of a commotion here in the lobby just a few minutes ago! We even had to take one of them back for treatment after their little fight!" The nurse explained.

"WHAT?! You mean, THOSE three girls were the ones who brought me in??" Sleep rubbed his aching head, dumbfounded by this news and wondering just how hard that girl had kicked him. He couldn't remember much of anything. One minute he was riding his skateboard, then he was dreaming about being a dog first... and then a cat, and the next thing he knew, he was waking up here...

"Yes, that was them. It looks like the other two have already left, but if you'd still like to say thank you, you're welcome to wait here in the lobby until the injured one is done being patched up."

"I think I will, thank ya' ma'am." Sleep nodded, before finding a seat and poppin' a squat. He snatched up a magazine, something about having better homes and gardens and kicked back in his chair. He would wait here in the lobby until the girl was discharged and be sure to say thank you to her proper. He didn't know how he'd ever find the other two again, but he vowed to keep searching until he had gotten the chance to thank them as well...