[i][u]Red Winston[/u][/i]

Red woke up in a rather plain room. His clothes were replaced by white clothes bearing the school's insignia and he was surrounded by some medical equipment, although most of it was probably was not used on him at all. He tried to sit on the bed instead of lying down. What happened? The last thing he remembered was being taken by Ben from a strange Luis guy, then everything was blank. Did he pass out? Possible. He had a deep wound on his forehead that was bleeding excessively. Judging from his surroundings, he must have passed out and brought to the Academy's hospital. Considering that his abilities are not related to his physical attributes and he was mixed in something like a superpowered shipwreck, maybe he was lucky that only this much happened.

He was surrounded by curtains, but he could vaguely see the figure of someone else that was lying on the bed next to him. If he had to take a guess, it was probably Chris. He had experienced quite the shock back there, not to mention the toll of his body from the overuse of his power. It was a good thing that they could both get out of there. Red wouldn't stand it if Chris died, even more so since he was the one who was eager to find out about the Academy. Technically, it was his curiosity that created this small group, since he was the one to propose to Deborah to do it. He didn't have more room for guilt in his brain to lock away, so he was glad that they managed to get out.

He got up from his bed and took a couple of steps, only to realize he was staggering and his body hurt from head to toe. There was a full-body mirror next to the bed and Red noticed that he had scratches and stitches all over his body and that the deep wound on his forehead left a scar parallel to the one he already had. It started from the top of his forehead and it diagonally cut a line on his eyebrow. Great...Now he had one wound across his face and another one just above his eye. At least the second one was somewhat covered by his hair.

Red realized that he also suffered from a fever. It was a bad thing to happen to him, because it dulled his powers. His processing time would slow down considerably and, sometimes, he wouldn't be able to function, considering the task. Although he would normally rest so he could fully use his powers, he decided to go to Deborah and Shannon. He was uneasy about this Luis guy and he didn't want to leave them alone (even though he was probably weaker than them). His hand leaning against anything that could support him, he headed to a wardrobe, changed to normal clothes (albeit not his own. They probably belonged to the Academy and they were more casual than the ones Red preferred, namely an open [url=http://girlnextdoorfashion.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/55701_lg1.jpg]checked shirt[/url], which he wore over a black T-shirt and a pair of slim jeans, with the ends of its legs inside a pair of [url=http://www.theclothesstore.com/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/9df78eab33525d08d6e5fb8d27136e95/c/o/converse_black_boot_738_1.jpg]All-star boots[/url].)

He left the hospital ward and now headed to the lounge, the place where it was most possible to find Deborah and/or Shannon. His eyes scanning the whole lounge, he eventually noticed the duo along with Poppy. Red wonder what they could be discussing about, but he wasn't going to ask. He moved to the small group, giving a discreet greeting.

"Hello ladies...Seems like I have troubled you a bit *cough*, but I am back now. And, of course..." he turned to Poppy "...I am happy to see you too, Poppy. I was worried that you wouldn't be accustomed to the Academy, but I can see you can *cough* manage on your own just fine!"

Red picked his words carefully, so he wouldn't spill anything about what happened before. He then sat in a nearby chair, since he was tired of standing and walking while sick.