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From the time Marlin was knocked out on the street to the time he regained consciousness felt like a couple days had gone by. Though during these few hours his thoughts ran blank for the most part, besides of occasional memories from his past. His eyes opened slowly and he could tell right away he was no longer in the street. Looking straight ahead then down at himself he realized he was in the hospital. Glancing down at his arm it was covered in bandages, his vest removed to apply them properly. Immediately his head started to throb. The amount of alcohol he consumed at the bar was starting to effect him in the form of a hangover. Even though prior he wasn't feeling any symptoms due to his liver being amplified by his aura, after the sonic boom his aura depleted while the alcohol was still in his system. He went to sit up using his right hand to push down and prop his back up straight while he raised his left arm to rub his temple, or attempted to. [color=8493ca]"Ah FUCK, that hurts,"[/color] he grunted while lightly clutching his arm. He looked around the room to see his surroundings. That's when he realized he wasn't alone, as soon as he landed on Livid a loud shout escaped his lips as his right swung at the air blindly causing him to tip over off balance and land on his arm,[color=8493ca] "Son of a bitch,"[/color] he looked back over to her, [color=8493ca]"Why are you here?"[/color] he said quickly and hastily.