Post by Charles Gunn on Aug 17, 2008 17:20:53 GMT -6
Charles Gunn had woken up in a white room covered in those little sticky probes and with an IV in each arm. His first instinct was to get the hell out of there and rejoin the fight, never mind wondering how the hell he'd gotten to what he hoped was a hospital in the Greater Los Angeles area. Being alone in the room he removed the probes and Iv's with ease not caring about the slight pinches.
Gunn looked skeptically down where his clothes were neatly folded on a chair near the bed. One eyebrow quirked up slightly, either he hadn't been out that long or someone knew he'd be rising today. After dressing he was out of the hospital in minutes leaving the machines doing their low whines signaling his departure.
Steady progress was achieved and with in the hour Gunn stood before the Hyperion hotel. It was obvious the battle ended with out him and that the good guys must have won... unless he was dead and this was some form of heaven or hell. He so did not want to think about that as he approached the building. It looked much the same as it did in the good old days except in better condition.
It didn't take long for the awe to wear off enough to allow him to take his first steps into the building. What he saw made him do a double-take. Young girls running about back and forth, gossiping and the like. It was like he stepped into an all girl High school. 'Either Angel's moved on or He just got a lot more interesting.' The black man though to himself.
The front desk was still in the same position and he approached it quickly, leaning lightly he rang the bell still placed toward the edge. He felt a slight pain for those lost in that last battle. 'English man I hope that myth about the virgins holds true for ya... ' He thought somewhat loudly.
Gunn looked skeptically down where his clothes were neatly folded on a chair near the bed. One eyebrow quirked up slightly, either he hadn't been out that long or someone knew he'd be rising today. After dressing he was out of the hospital in minutes leaving the machines doing their low whines signaling his departure.
Steady progress was achieved and with in the hour Gunn stood before the Hyperion hotel. It was obvious the battle ended with out him and that the good guys must have won... unless he was dead and this was some form of heaven or hell. He so did not want to think about that as he approached the building. It looked much the same as it did in the good old days except in better condition.
It didn't take long for the awe to wear off enough to allow him to take his first steps into the building. What he saw made him do a double-take. Young girls running about back and forth, gossiping and the like. It was like he stepped into an all girl High school. 'Either Angel's moved on or He just got a lot more interesting.' The black man though to himself.
The front desk was still in the same position and he approached it quickly, leaning lightly he rang the bell still placed toward the edge. He felt a slight pain for those lost in that last battle. 'English man I hope that myth about the virgins holds true for ya... ' He thought somewhat loudly.
