Skylar woke up wincing. Her leg was bandaged and she was no longer connected to wires. "hello?" She asked groggily. An old woman walked through the door. "Your leg should be alright, love. It will leave a scar and you have to walk with crutches for a few days. That was not a smart thing to do." She said disapprovingly. Skylar frowned and grabbed the crutches. "I said I was fine." She said.

Peter managed, with much effort, to whine loud enough to catch a passing nurse's attention. And upon seeing the patient awake, left to inform Peter's assumed family.

Skylar hopes out of bed and leaned on her crutches. She hurried back the way she had come, trying not to fall. She reached Peters door and say Ellis. "Sorry for leaving you. Has he woke up yet?" She asked.

( I'm starting to worry about ONLINE_ROBO)

honestly same here

WHAT HAPPENED TO ONLINE_ROBO!?!!?!?!

"Well there's a little needle and it goes into your skin and then it leaves ink." Ave mimed a shot and pressed a kiss to her eyebrow, even though he'd intended to kiss her forehead. "Do you have any spare glasses?"

(Also, if you're reading this BRITISH, I miss you and am sorry that I missed your return yesterday, hit me up!)

(It's okay @Nerd. TiredNERD is too strong a friendship!)

(You were back! I missed your return again! Woe is me!)

Sabine wandered the hospital halls till she spotted Macha and Ace. But they were talking, so she just leaned against the doorframe quietly.

(Uggghhh Im missing everyone lately!)

Blake didn't realize Frankie has fallen asleep at first, but as soon as he did he gently pulled the blanket over her as well, curling around her protectively. He tentatively draped his injured wing over her body and after a few moments, he was fast asleep as well, blissfully unaware the fact he was going to be put back under in ten minutes anyways for a procedure to patch his wings with magic.

"Well there's a little needle and it goes into your skin and then it leaves ink." Ave mimed a shot and pressed a kiss to her eyebrow, even though he'd intended to kiss her forehead. "Do you have any spare glasses?"

Macha checked a drawer, pulling a pair out. “Here you go!”

(I have an idea for her tattoo!)

"Mhm." Ellis whispered.

"Thanks." Ace took them and put them on, relishing on how clear everything looked.

Macha brought a hand up and studied it, mystified. “It feels so strange, having soft skin..”, she murmured.

"I like it." Ace pressed a kiss to Macha's shoulder, "It's so soft."

Macha blushed. “I can feel everything with so much more detail now and— and I can blush.”