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[molotov]

[Molotov has certainly been a most difficult possible patient. She doesn't like needing to be in the clinic, especially not long-term, and that means nearly everyone around her gets to suffer.

Usually Allen, via her throwing things at him, but no one is exempt from her already-poor temper.

She has greatly perked up since House's return, though, and that means her behavior has improved somewhat. Like no one got screeched at for trying to take her vitals.

They were only sneered and sworn at.

Yay!

In fact, Molotov feels so much less angry that she is now willing to take visitors, and thus makes an announcement into the journal.]

This is Molotov. I am in a room in the clinic. Bring me flowers and candy and whatever else you would bring damaged people.

[ … Yeah.]

Comments

dictated;

[hellshaped]

What about balloons?

dictated;

[molotov]

Da, yes, balloons are good.

dictated;

[hellshaped]

Ones that say "get well soon" or "congratulations"?

dictated;

[molotov]

Surprise me.

[bronwe]

I have this soup, if you are hungry. [ What's it called again? If only he can remember... ]

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

[Sup Mol, there's a rabbit hole appearing in the floor which Bunnymund will hope out of. He even brought eggs.

Because you said candy and you're gonna eat the damn eggs :|]

Glad to see you're awake again.

[molotov]

What soup? Who are you?

[MOLOTOV WAS NOT AWAKE FOR THIS EXCHANGE.]

[molotov]

[NO THE GOOGIES ARE ALIVE, STOP IT ;~;

She beams at him. Look at all the flowers, Bunny! It's like a soviet spring in here.]

You too.

[bronwe]

A borscht. [ IS HE SAYING THIS RIGHT? ]

Brock said it might serve some comfort for you.

[molotov]

Oh! Well… da.

Did you make it hot, or cold?

[bronwe]

I thought hot soup would do better.

[molotov]

I am in a room in the clinic. Bring it to me.

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

[No eat his delicious egg babies. He smiles, glancing around at all the flowers]

Looks like you've got a lot of admirers.

[molotov]

Or just one very obsessive one. What did you bring me?

[bronwe]

[ That sure sounds like a command! On it. ]

Alright.

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

I brought you some eggs. But if you'd prefer flowers...

[He puts a paw on the table and out sprouts a pretty flower]

dictated;

[hellshaped]

I lied. I don't have any balloons at all.

But I'll bring you something.

[molotov]

[Yeah, Frodo, get used to commands from Molotov. That's basically how she communicates.]

dictated;

[molotov]

Dashing my hopes, Hellboy. But I like surprises anyway.

[molotov]

[She oohs and ahhs appropriately at the flower, but frowns at the eggs.]

Why would you bring me eggs? There is nowhere for them to hide!

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

They're not here to hide, they're here to be eaten. [Every time he needs to go through this]

[molotov]

I am not eating them, they are alive.

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

I've told you before, they're more...enchanted, than alive.

[molotov]

They can make decisions and react to things! They are alive!

dictated;

[hellshaped]

More like popping them.

Who else is in the clinic? I don't really want to scare your neighbors if they're in rough shape, too.