Post by damian on Apr 22, 2013 19:23:12 GMT -5
As Damian Wayne came slowly to consciousness. His eyes fluttering open for only a split second before closing again. He drew his first breath on his own as he began to awaken. No oxygen filled his lungs instead this young boy felt like he was choking, like he couldn't breath. He was choking!
His heart monitor suddenly spiked to life and the machine started to beep loudly in the small closed room that had been closed to the public and only very few were allowed in the room and his high ranking doctors. Adrenaline pumping through his veins and his blue eyes opened wide as he gasped for breath. His hands pulling at the binds that held his hands down at his sides to keep him from touching the open wound of his chest. The doctors had left his wound open for twenty four hours to check for any remaining bullet fragments. The wound was now sewed shut but still easily pulled open with chaotic movement.
Robin had been sent into an emergency surgery the moment he'd arrived. He'd flat lined once on the operation table and once more several hours after surgery. Each time he came back. It was rough week for the young Robin and he'd have one more surgery but without the young boy's heart giving out.
His fingers clawed at the bindings holding his arms down, as he struggled body arching off the bed, as he panicked and twisted on the bed, ripping IV's from his arms with the rough movements. His feet kicking at the metal post that held one of the bindings on his wrist.
His blue eyes wild with fright as he struggled and thrashed in his bed. The wound in his chest staining the fresh white gaze that was wrapped around his bare chest a deep red as his wound reopened.
He looked around wildly looking for anyone familiar in the room he was now trapped in. He tried to remember what happened, how he'd gotten here and could come up with nothing, he didn't remember. The machine that had been at one point breathing for him, they had kept for fear that he'd need it. As he in his brash struggles broke the side bar and as he moved his lower body began to fall from the bed and the noise piece falling from his noise and tangling around his neck. He wheezed in a breath. Damian's young body tangled into the IV lines and other such wires, as his feet touched the ground, they wouldn't hold him up and he sank to his knees looking around with terrified eyes as his left arm hung up on the bed the cuffs holding him there at an awkward area, his right hanging down and unable to try and to steady himself as the limb could not touch the ground.
Damian was quite a mess and he still despite his state was still darting with frantic blue eyes around the room, ready to kick at anyone who tried to get near him.
"S-St...ay...a-aw...ay!" He chocked out the words as someone tried to get close to him, he lashed out with a kick that did little more than cause him to slide further down to the floor.
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