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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: Sunday, 7 February 2010 19:55 (UTC)He looked around the room again. "Well," he said, "I think I did my part. I'll be off licking my wounds... or something like that."
Besides, he had to check what kind of chaos the other Loki had made in his room. He walked to the door.
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Date: Monday, 8 February 2010 05:39 (UTC)The room did indeed look much better now.
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Date: Monday, 8 February 2010 12:10 (UTC)The other one looked utterly too comfortable again, he thought.
With a grin, he went back, picked up the fallen chair and replaced it at the counter, aligning it perfectly with the others. If the other one didn't like order, then order was what he was going to get right now.
With a smirk, Loki dusted off his hands, waved at the librarian, and left.
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Date: Tuesday, 9 February 2010 19:23 (UTC)"Well, I can't say either of you has been very convincing with his excuse," he informed Gabriel. "But I have what I need from you," he lifted the hand that was holding the bottle of pills. "And I have things to do, so good night."
He walked out the door intending to go to bed, but thought better of it and headed for the attic instead. At least that was still safe from intruders.
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Date: Friday, 12 February 2010 01:27 (UTC)