Issue #30

[mistconduct]

[Private to Barbara Gordon]

How do you take this shit, Barb? How the fuck do you keep going?


[Private to Infirmary Staff]

So what's the plan, Docs? I'm getting fucking bedsores. I want out.


[Private to Vesper]
Hey. Can we.

Look, pick up the phone. Just.

Can we talk?


[Later, public]

[He's still getting drugged every night, as much for his mental health as his physical. It's easier to get through the days when you're on a cocktail of anti-depressants.

This, however, has its disadvantages. Mainly that Chris is so exhausted that he sleeps through the night, unaware of his warden item beeping underneath the bed. The teddy bear - yes, his warden item is a slightly charred teddy - is recovered in the morning, still beeping, when Chris wakes up.

It's alarming, how he can go from sleepy and lackadaisical to fucking pissed in a single instant]


Who the FUCK killed Slevin?!

You assholes, I swear to FUCKING god, I will fucking come out of this bed and murder the shit out of you! Where the fuck is my inmate and who the fuck is responsible for this bullshit?! You think just because I'm in the infirmary doesn't mean I won't come there and murder you back, you utter shithead?!

Fuck. Someone get me a fucking wheelchair, or crutches, or whatever. Who saw him last?!

Jesus christ, you're a fucking pack of animals!


[After Slevin's been found]

Call off the search, his body turned up in the inmate showers.

Whoever did this; you're fucking dead. You hear me? You can't fucking run on a ship, dumbass. I'm coming for you.

Fuck everything.

Comments

[Infirmary filter]

[mistconduct]

Well, I'm going stir-crazy, then. I've gotta get out, stretch my legs.

[Infirmary filter]

[lastincident]

I understand you're frustrated, but you're not healed enough to be out of bed, Chris.

[Infirmary filter]

[mistconduct]

I'm as healed as I'm ever going to be. My legs aren't growing back.

[Infirmary filter]

[lastincident]

And Megamind's contacted us about the ideas he has for cybernetics. [ Which Bruce is less sure about but he'll talk to the Emperor about... ] But at this point you're weak, legless and a sitting duck.

[ And leaving the infirmary means he can't scare Two-Face (or anyone else) away. ]

[Infirmary filter]

[mistconduct]

Rub it in, why don't you...

[Infirmary filter]

[lastincident]

Sorry, Chris.

Re: [Infirmary filter]

[mistconduct]

It's fine. I'm just being...sensitive, or whatever.

[Infirmary filter]

[lastincident]

It's to be expected, in your position.

[Infirmary filter]

[mistconduct]

God, I fucking hate life right now.

[Infirmary filter]

[lastincident]

I know. I would too.

Just give it time, Chris.

[Infirmary filter]

[mistconduct]

You don't have any Super Soldier serum laying around, do you? What about that shit that Curt Connors used to turn himself into the Lizard?

[Infirmary filter]

[lastincident]

[ Bruce gives Chris a flat, green-eyed stare. ]

No.

[Infirmary filter]

[mistconduct]

Fuck.

Fine. Fine, all right. I'll sit in bed. Fucking useless as can be.