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Eyes popping open, Hayden stared at the Doctor before nodding. Slipping out of the chair, he slid Sin into one of the belt loops in the back of his pants before exiting the room. Having searched the ship the night before, he knew exactly where the kitchen was, and even if he didn't, all he had to do was follow the mass of scrambling pirates.The sound of creaking footsteps on wooden floorboards woke him from slumber as footsteps grew in number. It likely was morning and though he wanted nothing more than to sleep all day after the exhausting, excruciating events of yesterday.
Slipping the arm draped over his shades, in the midst of waking up with a loud yawn and slipped out of the hammock before pushing on his back that let out an audible crack.'Hn, what I wouldn't give for a glass of whiskey.'His throat dry and voice cracking slightly; body still working on waking up, but it was too early to drink, that and he had a patient to tend to. Something of which he can't do while intoxicated, so instead worked on lighting some candles to lit the dark room. He lit only what he needed to illuminate the room well enough without making it too bright for his taste and took a moment to scan the office.
First noticing the turned over desk with papers and a few books scattered over the floor and wasn't looking forward to cleaning it up. Rubbing at his face before grabbing a nearby clipboard and pen. Muttering to himself as he walked over to Ai; finding the missing patient sleeping besides her bed, the sight making his eyebrow raised. The faint scritching from his writing something down on the paper.*subject with cuts and broken ribs shows sign of healing, due to the capability of escaping the bindings. Sleeps without troubles besides the more critically injured Ai. Diagnosis? - lovestruck.*Tapping the pen against the paper after he had finished, moments later the smell of breakfast reached his nose, causing his stomach to rumble.
Footsteps could be heard anew as he headed to the door and upon opening it, reached out to drag in one of the straggler crew members that Roma recruited."Gahh! huh? whach-'Silenced by The Doctor's pale hand covering the stunned male's mouth.'You do realize I have a patient trying to sleep? Now use what little brain you have there and learn to lower your voice.'His words reprimanding and harsh and received a rapid nod in answer since the hand still covered his mouth.'Good. Now, seeing how you're going to the dining room. I need for you to bring two plates here. One for me and the other for the resting patient...understand?'Now speaking in a calmer tone, removing his hand from the man's mouth."U-uh..y-yes. Sorry sir. I'll get the plates."The man spoke nervously, thinking it odd that such a scrawny, pale individual could terrify him so much that it sent chills to his very core and knew that The Doctor was someone who's bad side you did not want to get on.
Now with that taken care of; The Doctor headed back over to the sleeping duo and kicked the leg of Hayden's chair just enough to wake him.'Sleep well I hope? Best hurry if you want to get something to eat and I'll expect you back here. Since you like to leave without doctor's permission, I'll make sure to have you make up for it.'He spoke in a whisper with that toothy grin of his then moved around to the other side of the bed to check up over Ai's wounds to make sure the stitches and wounds were healing nicely.
Callously shoving and punching people out of the way until he made it to the table, Hayden grumbled and glared at the food menacingly. Preparing a plate of food, he glared at Roma murderously before glaring at the stove. And the wall. And the floor. And the utensils.
Did I say he isn't a morning person?
'Fuck the Sun.' Hayden mumbled as he shuffled out of the room, punching one more person just for good measure. Returning back to the medical ward - yeah, he was gonna call it that and anyone who complained about it was gonna get punched - he sat back down in his seat before placing the plate of food on Ai's lap. Glaring at the mermaid, he 'gently' smacked her face.
"Wake the fuck up." He demanded, the same murderous glare on his face.