>Garibaldi rested, silently for a while. His strength slowly returning, despite the kidney problem. Nurses cleaned him up a bit, wiping his arms and face with a wet cloth, and gave him a couple of hyposprays to make him comfortable.
>Eventually he started to move a bit, grogy and lacking fine motor control. He was starting to regain consciousness, but the pain killers and sedatives were not completely out of his system. Soon he would be awake and able to communicate...
"Let's secure him while he's regaining consciousness, shall we?" Serana said, "The last thing I want is for him to fall off the bed while he's trying to wake up."
The nurses obliged, while Serana checked on his vitals. All seemed okay. "I swear, Garibaldi," she muttered, "You're more of a pain than Lasiter EVER was."
Serana watched as the lifesigns on the bio-bed grew ever stronger. She literally watched as he returned to the land of the living. As she watched his readings, and read a medical jrounal of sorts to keep her busy, she was mildly startled by...
"What the.... Where am I, and why am I tied up?", said a some waht groggy Garibaldi.
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