Games. Seriously. Did it look like Grell wanted to play games? Did he even remotely seem capable of playing games right now? Where did "I just spent the last shift screaming at some kid about how he almost ate me alive last night" and "I have a giant HOLE IN MY NECK" equate to "oh yes, let's play a nice little game of cards with betsy and john from down the lane"? Where? Apparently in this hellhole it did because his nurse wasn't letting him out.
"You need to relax, Geoffrey," she said in her most soothing tones. The sort of voice that Grell found increasingly irritating the more he listened to it. "We wouldn't want you to harm yourself again."
Anger meter rising, Grell started imagining ways he could sick the human-demon face muncher on her instead of him. Maybe if he tied steaks to her ugly face. Even if the demon only mauled her, that would still be an improvement.
"Will you behave?"
"Oh, yes, ma'am," he said, trying not to clench his teeth as he pushed the words past the burning hatred in his throat. His nurse released him and he turned, trying his best to find an open seat far away from where the demonspawn was sitting. He could see him. It was impossible not to notice him sitting there with the Doctor, the man with the impossible aura. It was impossible not to....sit in the same general vicinity. Grell made a face and sat with his back to the men, hoping they wouldn't see him. He hoped no one would see him today. He wasn't in the mood to put up the innocent act even if, in this case, he truly was innocent.
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"You need to relax, Geoffrey," she said in her most soothing tones. The sort of voice that Grell found increasingly irritating the more he listened to it. "We wouldn't want you to harm yourself again."
Anger meter rising, Grell started imagining ways he could sick the human-demon face muncher on her instead of him. Maybe if he tied steaks to her ugly face. Even if the demon only mauled her, that would still be an improvement.
"Will you behave?"
"Oh, yes, ma'am," he said, trying not to clench his teeth as he pushed the words past the burning hatred in his throat. His nurse released him and he turned, trying his best to find an open seat far away from where the demonspawn was sitting. He could see him. It was impossible not to notice him sitting there with the Doctor, the man with the impossible aura. It was impossible not to....sit in the same general vicinity. Grell made a face and sat with his back to the men, hoping they wouldn't see him. He hoped no one would see him today. He wasn't in the mood to put up the innocent act even if, in this case, he truly was innocent.
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