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lt_safe_houseDate: April 5, 2003
Status: Public (Loki, Loki II, Gabriel - Complete)
Setting: Loki's Room, Bar
Summary: Oh, no! Loki's medicine is gone!
Loki was pleased to notice that he had felt much better all day. It seemed that he was finally recovering. Hopefully if he continued to obey the doctor's orders exactly and always took his medicine, he'd soon be well enough to permanently return to America. Interesting as England was, he still missed his friends and family in America. This was another Loki's land.
He slipped one hand into his backpack feeling blindly for his pills. Ah, there the box was. He pulled it out, slightly surprised to find it much lighter than it was supposed to be.
His first reaction was to assume that the bottle had slipped out, but both ends of the box were closed.
Right, so he must have forgotten it in the bathroom. But no, it wasn't there either. Wherever else could he have left it?
Loki rushed back into his room, checked the bedside table, tore open all the drawers and turned over his backpack. Nothing. In a last desperate hope he tore open the cupboard doors, but of course it was completely empty.
His medicine was gone and he needed it!
Unfortunately he couldn't just go and buy another bottle. It was a prescription drug. His only option if he didn't find his pills tonight was to go to London tomorrow and get a new prescription from his doctor - who would not be pleased to find out that he'd lost a bottle he'd been meant to keep safely locked up.
And what effect would this have on his recovery? Would it slow it down? Cause a relapse?
Unwilling to sit around and worry Loki rushed out of his room, slammed the door closed behind him and went downstairs into the bar sorely tempted to bury his worries in alcohol.
Status: Public (Loki, Loki II, Gabriel - Complete)
Setting: Loki's Room, Bar
Summary: Oh, no! Loki's medicine is gone!
Loki was pleased to notice that he had felt much better all day. It seemed that he was finally recovering. Hopefully if he continued to obey the doctor's orders exactly and always took his medicine, he'd soon be well enough to permanently return to America. Interesting as England was, he still missed his friends and family in America. This was another Loki's land.
He slipped one hand into his backpack feeling blindly for his pills. Ah, there the box was. He pulled it out, slightly surprised to find it much lighter than it was supposed to be.
His first reaction was to assume that the bottle had slipped out, but both ends of the box were closed.
Right, so he must have forgotten it in the bathroom. But no, it wasn't there either. Wherever else could he have left it?
Loki rushed back into his room, checked the bedside table, tore open all the drawers and turned over his backpack. Nothing. In a last desperate hope he tore open the cupboard doors, but of course it was completely empty.
His medicine was gone and he needed it!
Unfortunately he couldn't just go and buy another bottle. It was a prescription drug. His only option if he didn't find his pills tonight was to go to London tomorrow and get a new prescription from his doctor - who would not be pleased to find out that he'd lost a bottle he'd been meant to keep safely locked up.
And what effect would this have on his recovery? Would it slow it down? Cause a relapse?
Unwilling to sit around and worry Loki rushed out of his room, slammed the door closed behind him and went downstairs into the bar sorely tempted to bury his worries in alcohol.
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Date: Tuesday, 2 February 2010 09:24 (UTC)(no subject)
Date: Tuesday, 2 February 2010 10:33 (UTC)This was all getting rather confusing.
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Date: Tuesday, 2 February 2010 10:48 (UTC)(no subject)
Date: Tuesday, 2 February 2010 16:48 (UTC)(no subject)
Date: Tuesday, 2 February 2010 17:40 (UTC)He had been careful with the wording of that oath. It seemed that was a good thing.