A night to remember 3/?
"...Adam?" He tried, really tried, to keep the waver out of his voice, but only really managed to force himself into a whisper. Adam's eyes hadn't opened, but he had spoken. So he wasn't dead, so maybe he had found Marie and she had a husband? That would make sense, although it didn't explain how Adam had found himself in a normal hospital with a face that only a mother could love. Vinnie suspected that either Adam had seriously pissed somebody off, or he had got drunk and woke up in an alley missing his wallet and watching some malcontent youths running in the opposite direction with glee. From the fact that he could see Adam's wallet and watch piled up on top of the tiny bedside table beside him, he thought the latter.
The panic he had felt on arriving at the hospital melted, almost seamlessly into anger. How could Adam have possibly let this happen to himself? He was much smarter than that! Even worse, he was smart enough to never get into a situation like this in the first place! What had it been that had even brought them here? Some call out of the blue, from Marie, saying something about...well, Adam had never let Vinnie be privy to that information and Vinnie hadn't wanted to pry. Now he almost wished he had. More importantly, he wished that he had insisted more strongly that he accompany the ifrit into the belly of the beast. But no, he had decided it was more important to scout out possible places for the full moon, just around the corner, in case Adam had decided to extend the trip. Now look what had happened. Adam had got hurt and it was....it was...no. Vinnie blinked rapidly, in a way that was most certainly not trying to stop himself from leaking all over Adam's new hospital sheets.
"YOU Y-YOU..." The words exploded out of him at a volume even he wasn't aware he was capable of. Vinnie supposed it was partly the wolf in him and partly his mother's influence, but his response to fear had always been the same; disproportionate anger. Getting angry meant that he didn't have to think and if he didn't have to think, he couldn't panic. Panic caused problems, especially in a cockpit, which Vinnie had learned the hard way, back before he was turned, when he watched men, good strong men, panic and go down.
The nurse from earlier popped her head back into the room, with a concerned look on her face. Vinnie apologised, with an appropriately chastised look on his face- she seemed either to trust his face, or assumed that as Adam was clearly no worse, there was little to worry about. He took a deep, shaking, breath, watching the door for a moment before he turned back to Adam. "You idiot. What did you do?"
The panic he had felt on arriving at the hospital melted, almost seamlessly into anger. How could Adam have possibly let this happen to himself? He was much smarter than that! Even worse, he was smart enough to never get into a situation like this in the first place! What had it been that had even brought them here? Some call out of the blue, from Marie, saying something about...well, Adam had never let Vinnie be privy to that information and Vinnie hadn't wanted to pry. Now he almost wished he had. More importantly, he wished that he had insisted more strongly that he accompany the ifrit into the belly of the beast. But no, he had decided it was more important to scout out possible places for the full moon, just around the corner, in case Adam had decided to extend the trip. Now look what had happened. Adam had got hurt and it was....it was...no. Vinnie blinked rapidly, in a way that was most certainly not trying to stop himself from leaking all over Adam's new hospital sheets.
"YOU Y-YOU..." The words exploded out of him at a volume even he wasn't aware he was capable of. Vinnie supposed it was partly the wolf in him and partly his mother's influence, but his response to fear had always been the same; disproportionate anger. Getting angry meant that he didn't have to think and if he didn't have to think, he couldn't panic. Panic caused problems, especially in a cockpit, which Vinnie had learned the hard way, back before he was turned, when he watched men, good strong men, panic and go down.
The nurse from earlier popped her head back into the room, with a concerned look on her face. Vinnie apologised, with an appropriately chastised look on his face- she seemed either to trust his face, or assumed that as Adam was clearly no worse, there was little to worry about. He took a deep, shaking, breath, watching the door for a moment before he turned back to Adam. "You idiot. What did you do?"