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FTEC, Monday Evening, July 3

Trevor settled in behind the front desk and tried to find something on the television that would hold his interest for more than a minute. So far, he wasn't having much luck.

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If you need Trevor.

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Seras was settled back in her bed.

Today's stay in the clinic had been less awful than yesterday's thanks to the books Walter had brought her. The fact that her nose hadn't started to bleed every fifteen minutes or so probably helped with that too.

The science fiction he'd brought her had been quite good, actually, and Satan Wore Gucci had been surprisingly entertaining, though she hadn't finished it in one go the way she had the book about the Space Cowboys. The Bodice Ripper...was not to be spoken of.

Now, Seras was focussing on the crossword puzzle.

Five Across. Lucifer's Brand Name.

*knock knock*

Seras put down the pen.

"Come in!"

"Here you are!" Pippi said comming in.

Seras blinked.

"Here I am," she agreed.

Pippi had a small brown paper bag with her.

"I brought you some caramels." she said holding them out.

Seras smiled.

"Thanks," she said and patted the bed as an invitation to sit.

"How're you doing?"

"I was strangely tired for much of yesterday, but today I'm doing pretty good. How are you doing?"

Seras shrugged.

"My neck still aches, but my head doesn't hurt as much. And the nosebleeds seem to have stopped."

"That's good." Pippi said. "Nosebleeds don't seem very fun at all."

"They suck," said Seras, flatly.

She opened the bag of caramels and offered it to Pippi.

"Did you see who carted me back here, by the way? I don't remember anything after...after the ghost."

"That would be Anders if I'm not very much mistaken." she said hefting up a basket of dinner from Cafe Fina. "He was on his way out when I was on my way in with Joxer..."

Pippi certainly hoped Seras didn't have to have the same treatment as Joxer, poor fellow. Or if so that she was still unconscious when they did it.

"How are they treating ya here? ... Just your neck hurts then? Oh, I also brought you dinner, but I usually start with caramels myself."

Seras' eyes lit up at the familiar Cafe Fina basket and she gave silent thanks that her yesterday's nausea was long-gone.

"Anders? I don't think I've met him. I ought to find him and say thanks, though," she said, looking a bit down cast at the pathetic showing on her part, "My neck's still pretty sore, and I'm kinda dizzy, yeah. My headache's gotten better though, and no more nose bleeds."

"If you're feeling better, why so down?" asked Pippi, as if she didn't know.

"I didn't get to do much with my day as a boy. And, I had all of yesterday to lie here and worry about what might be wrong with me..."

She sighed

"And, for as long as I've been at Fandom, I've heard people going on about how we all look our for one another. I did a really crap job of that yesterday."

"Hey, that's really silly." Pippi said. "You went with us to help and you've come out of it okay. You'll be up and about in no time. That's a great job!"

Seras murmured then gave a non-committed shrug and, chewing on the requisite caramel, dug into the Caritas Basked.

"Ooh...Jampong (http://static.flickr.com/41/123430659_1d29c1875a.jpg?v=0)!" she said happily, sniffing the spicy soup.

"Want some?"

"Oooh!" she said, "Yes please."

Seras passed Pippi the requisite fizzy lemonade and chopsticks.

Then, she dished them both out portions of the soup and some rice as well.

"Now, this is what I call appropriate," she said, managing a fairly evil grin as she held up a well-cooked, squiddy tentacle between her chopsticks.

"He's got a sick sense of humor our Walter." Pippi laughed. "That's why we love him."

She held up her own tentacle in a toast of sorts.

Seras nodded her agreement.

She returned the toast and popped the tentacle in her mouth, giving it a most satisfying chew.

"Hmmm. Spicy!"

Seras made an appreciative sound.

"'s perfect," she agreed and helped herself to another mouthful.

"If I'da known you eat so well, I'da started going to doctors so much sooner!"

Seras took a sip of fizzy lemonade. The sour off set the spicy quite nicely.

"You only eat this well when your friends bring you baskets from Cafe Fina," she said, "I had a look at the food yesterday, and, frankly, I was a little glad I felt too nauseous to eat much of it."

"Well, we'll just have to keep bringing you baskets then. but when you're outta here, ya gotta get your own baskets like the rest of us slobs."

"Yes, Captain," said Seras in her very best 'chastised by the Head Mistress' voice as she fished in the broth for more tentacles.

"How is everyone else doing?" she asked, "I know that some of the ghosts were pretty...horrific for most people to have to deal with. Let alone cranky tentacles."

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