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Hono'o had been there all along, refusing to leave his side for longer than o answer the call of nature... only eating if Grace or one of the nurses were kind enough to bring her food at his bedside.

When he finally woke he would find her small hand on his chest, her head resting against the bed where she had passed out from sheer exhaustion. She looked the worse for wear in her wrinkled pant suit, but she was there, she was calm only when she could feel his chest rise and fall as he breathed.

Her hand was wrapped around his still in the morning and she couldn't help but to spill a few tears of joy at that big hand in hers as she very carefully fed him back some of his own energy, a tiny bit at a time so that once his body was strong enough she could remove the tubes and work on getting him back on his feet.

He was always so strong, she had begun to think of him as nearly invulnerable despite the fact that she knew better from having had him near dead on her more than once... so seeing him this helpless had been a real hardship for her.

She grinned as he spoke, lucid and without signs of brain damage so far. "I've seen worse... and I suppose that you won't mind the few pounds that you lost in the last few days, the fact that you are back is all that matters!" She stood so she could kiss him and then snuggled in against him on the hospital bed.

She cleared her throat and chuckled softly. "Oh there were a few longer when I was young... but I must admit that it was getting hard to stand having my hands as the cleanest part of me from all the annoying antibacterial wipes that were required when changing your IV." sweatdrop

"I'm... sorry about the hair..." The fine golden stubble that had grown over the last few days still made her chest hurt a bit to look at.

"Oh they wanted to... assumed that they would as was usual.. but I was feeling very territorial, I'm afraid that I owe a very nice surgeon a real apology for just trying to do his job." sweatdrop She snuggled in tighter against him, wrapping one leg over his and her arm across his chest with her head tucked into the crook of his arm.

"I will let them now that you are awake, but part of me was very paranoid and I was having trouble trusting anyone..."

She yawned and closed her eyes, relaxing for the first time in days just glad to see he was on the mend.

She couldn't keep him safe when they were awake, and he couldn't keep her out of danger all the time either... but together at least they could sleep peacefully for a few hours in eachothers embrace, safe and sound.

Izette was on her usually errands this afternoon as she took a drag from her cigarette and made her way down the streets of Latent. It was pretty quiet seeing as this section of town was considered to be a main district. But nevertheless, this punker seemed to have a destination for once! Instead of her usual random wanders in search for adventure she was making her way to the Green Dragon Hotel; Latent’s main hotel when it wasn’t HoH season.

Now what was she doing there?

Since she had met her friend Rell awhile back she had been planning on spending some time with the girl. Now what it was she wasn’t entirely sure, but she knew that she wanted to see her. For some odd reason it almost felt like the young woman should have been someone she should have known. Taking a long pleasant drag the punker stood outside the hotel and smiled. There was definitely some good times to be had.

Normally, she would have stormed the hotel like a boss and continued her search. But alas, instead the woman sat outside and bathed in the sunlight as she wore a leather skirt, fishnet stockings, her combat boots, a tank top, and a very classy leopard print faux jacket. Her hair was done up as fancy as one could make short hair as well as having her face done with a studded eye patch. It was her usual style and in this smaller sized town she really did stand out like a sore thumb.

But at least she was hot and that’s what mattered.

There were a set of eyes that peered out from behind the door as a small set of yellow eyes watched her cautiously. Seeing the sight, Izette only waved her hand vigorously in attempts to say hello. But she seemed to scare her away as the frail woman. Chuckling slightly the punker flicked the last end of her cigarette onto the floor and caused it to extinguish, probably causing there to be a nice born on the floor. The sound of rattling filled her ears as it finally opened before her.

"Ah.. Hello Izette. Please come in."

“Don’t mind if I do!” With both hands on her hips she made her way into the hotel room and looked around for a moment. It was a nice little suite, which was probably way out of Izzy’s price range to begin with. Nodding with a great deal of approval the woman turned around grinning. “Nice place you got here, you and Oreo staying here?” Finally stopping the woman than took notice of what exactly her fine blue hair friend was wearing. Her face and eyes were covered as she was still wearing what she had met her in.

“What the hell are you wearing? We are not going to go out when you have your gorgeous face covered!” Sneaking around behind her, the punker quickly shoved Rell towards the room deeper. It was time for the punker to do her wonders with what she had. And depending on what Rell had for supplies Izzy was either going to have a failure or a great success.

Shoving Rell onto the bed. Izette began to do her work as she quite literally made her way over to the dresser and began to pull random articles of clothes out. There was no organization to Izzy’s methods. She simply searching for something, what exactly nobody had truly any idea.

“Seriously woman, you have practically nothing! Do you ever go out?” At that moment Izette peered over her shoulder curiously. Something about Rell being her age and not having anything to even dress up in. Than again, Izzy didn’t quite understand these sorts of people somedays.... more like ever....