Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32701432-20170308181230/@comment-28412230-20170313224115

Three days.

''That was about how long he had almost died since the incident. Throughout his recovery stages, he felt as if he were falling; falling for God knows how long.''

''Harvard had to be escorted to immediate surgery, since the fragment of the ceramic tile dug into his shoulder deep enough that he lost a significant amount of blood. ''

''The raven peacefully rested in his hospital bed, various IV's dug into his arteries. His shoulder was stitched and bandaged with gauze, and an oxygen mask occupied his breathing.''

''"Nnngh..." TEST-450 groaned rather audibly, fluttering his eyes open, but instantly squinted them as the blinding lights that ricochet the porcelain walls trapping him. ''

''All he heard was the sound of his steady breathing, and his heart monitor. Harvard turned his head every which way, a slither of worry coated him as he couldn't find Leon. Is he alive? His exhausted, royal blue eyes examined an olive skinned boy through the window.''

It was Leon.

''The life in his eyes returned, tears clinging to dear life, but failed to do so as they leaked like a waterfall. Knowing that he could barely speak, he sent through a mental message to his beloved.''

Hey, Leon...