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Zeran: *smiles* Thank you. *he’ll head back to the waiting area with Thomas. Sure enough, Darnell is out of surgery. He was given a mild anesthetic, so he was “aware” during surgery, without being in any pain. So he’s awake, if groggy, when Zeran and Thomas are let in.* Hey. How’re you feeling?
Darnell: *weak, groggy grin* Plowed over by a bullet train.
Thomas: *crosses quickly to him, taking up a hand - by his expression and actions, it's clear that they're not just agent and manager, Darnell is a dear friend* Barrett, are you /trying/ to top Blackpool for medical needs?
Darnell: *coughs a soft laugh* Hey . . . no Alister this time, at least. Just a bunch of wannabes. And no explosions this time either, for once. That counts for something, right?
Thomas: *wry grin* Something like that. You take it easy, mate. I'll deal with the reports and talking to Her Majesty.
Darnell: *nods and squeezes Thomas's hand* Thanks, Thomas. *looks at Zeran…and then gets a bit of a frown on his face, glancing between the two men*
Thomas: *nods, knowing what's going through Darnell's mind* Yes, we've talked. I know who he is.
Darnell: *glances at Zeran - is that okay?*
Zeran: *nods and gives Darnell a smile.* We’ve been worried about you. It’s good to see you awake. You’ll be back in your feet soon, no doubt.
Darnell: *rueful grin* Down twice in under a week. Has to be a record even for me.
Thomas: Let's not for the charm, shall we?
Darnell: *nods - to Zeran* The others . . . are they okay? And the women we rescued?
Zeran: *had removed Darnell’s patch, just so there was no chance of a doctor finding it. He /does/ still show signs of torture after all.* They’re safe. They’re here, actually, not that they'd know us if we saw them.
Darnell: *nods* Best it stays that way. They'll be all right?
Zeran: They should be fine. We’ll keep track of them until this is over just to be sure. ...And we still need to retrieve Laura. *the last said softly.*
Darnell: *sad frown, nods - to Thomas* There were four women. Unfortunately, one of them died before we could rescue them. They'd all been badly beaten.
Thomas: *frowns* As soon as her identity is known, her family will be notified. *to Zeran* I have enough intel on this group now that I believe I can get a raid authorized to take care of the rest of the group. And recover the young woman's body.
Zeran: I’ve more to give you too. Their notes on the contraptions they were making.
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Darnell: Ah! Yup, I want to see those, Zeran. Thomas, there were built contraptions too that I'm told were destroyed. I haven't had a chance to talk to the team members who did that. Shadow and I were concentrating on finding the captives.
Thomas: *nods, addressing both of them* I'll want anything you can give me. Barrett, when you can, talk to your teammates and get some drawings done for me if you can.
Darnell: *nods - his journals with all his drawings and photos are vital parts of his reports*
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Darnell: *grins* Yes, Dad.
Thomas: *lightly cuffs his arm* Brother! I'm not /that/ much older than you, rascal. I'll make sure the doctors have my contact information in case they need anything. I'll send some agents over to hang out in the hospital too, in case those cultists are scanning shooting victims and put two and two together.
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