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[agyieus.livejournal.com]

His face feels like a raw steak. From what he'd seen in his reflection, 'hamburger' might be a better description. It's not the worst of the pain in his body, compared to the broken ribs that feel like ground glass whenever he breathes, but it's the most visible. If it were just the pain, he could handle it, but he's drained, physically and mentally. He knows what he needs, a quick jaunt near a sun, but getting this airlock door to open is easier said than done.

He pounds on it again, weakly. "Just need a bit of sun. Open up."

||You must report to medical. Your condition is-||

"I know my condition." He turns around and slumps against the wall, sliding down until he's sitting. "And I'm telling you, all I need is some sunlight."

||You must report to medical.||

"You're as bad as the Midnighter." He scowls at a wall, then lets his head droop a bit. "I don't need medical."

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[its-keeper.livejournal.com]

"You need sunlight?" Wow, him too? "Maybe I can help."

[madebymagic.livejournal.com]

"Maybe you should listen to Stacy.." He bit into his lip as he poked his head around the corner. He had heard a voice and had come to investigate, but he hadn't been expecting to find Apollo there. Especially not looking like someone blew a star up on his face.

[feelnothinatall.livejournal.com]

There's a laugh of wry amusement behind him. "I don't think it's going to be that simple, I'm afraid," Ahava remarks. "But if it helps Stacy decide to let you out, I can offer to take a look at you?"