Treasure 013 | Action & Written (Backdated to the end of the Mirrorland plot)

[youhavebeenflynned]

[Filtered to those he know]
[The following text is written]
I just wanted to tell everyone I know that I'm back and that I'm fine.



[Room filter, clinic]
[Harry hadn't escape the weird world he got abducted too unscathed. He did have some cuts and bruises left from the fight. As the Castle did have a clinic he had decided he better get it checked up especially as he was sure he had some glass still stick in wounds over his body. He's limping into the Clinic and looks around. He then sits down on a nearby chair and waits for someone to help him.]



[Filtered to Connor MacManus]
[The following text is written later after he has got checked up] Up for a beer mate?

Comments

Clinic Filter

[atadiscoverer]

[Carson might have been there, too. He might be beat up, tired and bruised, but there were people who needed help.

And, while he couldn't help anyone while there, he was damned well going to help now.]

Another survivor, aye?

Clinic Filter

[youhavebeenflynned]

[Harry looks up as Carson approaches him. He recognizes the guy from when Pinkie Pie pretended to be a crocodile. He gives the other man a small smile]

Yeah, more or less.

[atadiscoverer]

Okay, well, lets get you sorted out, aye? This way.

[He motions for Harry to go to one of the beds.]

[youhavebeenflynned]

Alright, doc.

[Moves over to a bed and sits down. He got several cuts caused by shattering glass and a limp. He also got a few bruises over his body]

[atadiscoverer]

[Carson pulls out his medical scanner; a hand-held device with an antennae connected to the top leading to a wand-like implement held in the other hand.]

If you hold still for a few seconds while I take a few wee scans.

[youhavebeenflynned]

[Harry gives the scanner an curious look as he has never seen anything like that before.]

Sure, mate.

Clinic Filter

[cheerupemoborg]

[Hank totally came to the clinic to see if Harry and/or Clu were there.

Not to check and see if there were any bodies he could do an autopsy on, no sir. Guess he could at least attempt some conversation while at it.]

Had fun?

Clinic Filter

[youhavebeenflynned]

[Harry looks up at Hank]

Not exactly.

[cheerupemoborg]

I'm sure.

Just what was it you encountered?

[youhavebeenflynned]

A ink monster, mate. With tentacles. Never seen anything quite like it before.

Harry Flynn

[shepherdsveritas]

Always. Are y'up to it?

Connor MacManus

[youhavebeenflynned]

Yep. I'm feeling better now. Where we heading, mate?

Harry Flynn

[shepherdsveritas]

Y'wanna go out or d'ya want me t'jus' bring somethin' t'you?

Re: Harry Flynn

[youhavebeenflynned]

Depends... are you willing to buy me a drink? If not, you can bring something, mate.

Harry Flynn forever

[shepherdsveritas]

I can afford t'buy y'a drink. Meet y'at th'Lux?

[youhavebeenflynned]

Sure, see you in a sec.

[He then leaves the clinic and walks to the Lux. As he enters he looks around for Connor]

[shepherdsveritas]

[Connor waves from his seat at the bar. The first round is already set out in front of him.]

Oi! Over here.

[youhavebeenflynned]

[Harry spots Connor and walks over to him. After a short time he sits down by the table and reaches out for a beer. He then takes a sip of it]

I needed that. So how is it going, mate?

[shepherdsveritas]

Not bad, not bad. Makin' sure Da's not overdoin' it since he's on th'mend after that whole fuckin' mess, as well.

[youhavebeenflynned]

Your dad? Is he here too? [Takes a sip of his beer]

[shepherdsveritas]

He is, aye. He's stayin' in th'church with us.

[youhavebeenflynned]

You live in a church? Why?

[shepherdsveritas]

Murph an' I found it th'first time we went 'round town. It was run down, like no one'd taken care've it fer years. We've fixed it up an' jus' never left.