Daniel will spend a great deal of time in the Trama ward before he's moved up to surgery.  Between the amount of blood he's lost, his few cracked ribs, and the damage from the bullet wound he is in rough shape.

Surgery will take a few hours.  It seems that the bullet that hit him never made it out, but instead fragmented and seems to have burrowed into Daniel's shoulder.  They have to pick the bullet out piece by piece and reconstruct the shell it came from to make sure they have it all.

Awakening again to the world of the living, Daniel finds himself in a stark, but warm hospital room.  There is an armchair in one corner flanked by two tables.  The A/C is turned on and the only light in the room is the lamp on the nightstand.  

Daniel is bare chested aside from the bedclothes, the wound on his shoulder is still weeping and is packed with gauze.  The knife wound is healing well and is clean and dry.  His abdomen is wrapped in bandages (presumably from that lovely kick he got from the Agents that likely cracked a few ribs), more for stabilization than covering a wound.

It hurts to breathe and move, but whats one to expect when one tango's with two Technocracy Agents, and more to the point manages the luck to kill both of them.

Daniel will fade in and out for the next few hours, the meds from his surgery slowly wearing off.  He will remember a few faces but he knows full well that he'll have to hit the call button if he wants anything.  For some reason he's always been easy to forget...

Daniel may remember two faces that seem to be watching over him. Two strange looking men who fade in and out of his vision, and argue about something, but never seem to be noticed at all by the nurses or orderlies checking in on him every fifteen minutes or so...

One man looms into view, peering at Daniels face. He is a younger man with wild eyes and crazy spiked hair. Tattoos crawl up his neck and he dresses like a wardrobe explosion. With a zebra print jacket and neon blue shirt, heavy boots and black and white fatigue pants. He is obviously armed, and argues with another odd character...

The second man to look down at Daniel has a close shaved head, is wearing what looks like nazi tanker goggles and an all black outfit plus a heavy trenchcoat.

Daniel will awaken with a start, the lights in the room will flicker as he reaches under the pillow (assumedly for a firearm) and finds nothing there.

Quickly realizing the shooting pain in his abdomen and shoulder and noticing the two strangely dressed men in the room his hand falls to his chest and finds nothing.

Daniels eyes widen as he realized all of his things are gone, gear, firearms, and most of all the cross that hung around his neck.  Looking wildly and slightly panicked over at the two men...

"Where am I, and where is that short guy in the blue hat."

The two men were having a silent arguement until Daniel interrupted them. They both stop and seem to become more solid..

They both stare at Daniel silently for a moment before the one with the crazy blue hair steps forward and speaks.

'Xians not here. He dropped you off and called us.'

Blue grins knowingly at Daniel.

'You've got some stones going toe to toe with a pair of agents. Who are you?..'

The second man in the trenchcoat and goggles, Remote, leans back against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest, watching both the door and window...

Eying both of them, he realized they aren't sleepers.  Sleepers wouldn't use "Agents" in conversations like that so they must be awakened.  Muttering under his breath the room becomes quiet, it seems all noise from outside the room has stopped, or been stopped.

The man on the bed returns his gaze to the guy with the spiked hair.

"My name is Daniel Synadenos, and I guess you found the two that beat the hell out of me...*chuckling to himself*...however I kinda beat the hell out of them."

Groaning and grabbing his shoulder...

"Apparently though I wasn't lucky enough, one of them landed a good shot on me."

Cocking his head to one side and peering over the spiky haired mage's shoulder.

"And who are you?"

For the first time the two other men might catch the tiniest hint of an accent, but they'd be lucky if they could place it.

'Im your guardian angel.' Remote tells Daniel with a smirk... He suddenly walks across the room to look out the window.

Blue rolls his eyes and tells Daniel.

'Thats Remote, Im called Blue.'

Blue will take Remotes spot against the wall, covering the door.

'I saw you fight the two agents downtown. We're going to have to get you out of here real soon because they -will- be looking for you... and this is a kind of logical first place to check.'

"I'm afraid I have to agree with you Blue"

Daniel reaches over to his arm and untapes the IV needle and pulls it from his veins and retaping the gauze over the 10 gage hole.  Daniel throws off the covers revealing scrubs, a heavily bandaged torso, myriad bruises and a bandaged shoulder.  Gritting his teeth he swings his legs over the side of the bed and stands up.

"Alright *grimacing* lets go, first though I needs some clothes.....and my cross"

Blue chuckles, shakes his head and points to a wheelchair in the corner.

'No.. you need to sit down in that there wheelchair, and shut the hell up.'

'And quickly..' remote chimes in, suddenly leaving the window and opening the door to the room to check the hallway.

Glancing sidelong at Blue, and limps towards the wheelchair, grabbing a scrub shirt along the way.  Grunting as he sits down (cracked ribs typically don't flex that far) he now resides in a cold wheelchair.  Gingerly pulling on the scrub shirt he looks up at Blue and Remote.

"Ok, I'm in the wheelchair, now can I have some clothes?"

"And please call that friend of yours, i /need/ my cross back"

Daniel is now sitting in the wheelchair that resided in a corner of his room, one hand is over his ribs, the other is resting on the arm-rest of the chair.

Blue again shakes his head at the request for clothes.

'Nah, no need, just try and look wounded and pathetic.'

With that he pushes the wheelchair quickly out of the room. Remote creeps along ahead of them, being ignored by hotel staff at every turn... Blue pushing Daniel however... well now he is clearly visible and getting some odd sidelong stares.

Daniel crosses his hands over his abdomen, surpressing a shiver.  As he's being wheeled out of the room he can't help but notice that this young man leading the way is getting ignored left and right.  Daniel knows he has to be avoiding them in some way but the heavy pain meds still cloud his mind, and make it difficult for him to concentrate.

So here he sits, being wheeled through a hospital by a spiky blue haired man, led by an invisible guy (but no to Daniel) in a trenchcoat, and in plain sight.

Whispering up to Blue...

"Wheeling me out in plain sight, this is quite some plan you have here."

Daniel grunts as they cross a doorjam, and the wheelchair bounces gently.

Clutching his ribs... "Can we avoid any more of those....please"

Daniel gives an odd sheepish grin to Blue.

'Ye of little faith..'

Blue says, never looking down at Daniel. Ahead of them in the hallway. Standing like a football linebacker is an agent. He looks like every other Mr. Smith out there from the dark suit to the sunglasses, and of course the shark like look on his face when he spots Daniel and Blue.

Remote, of course, has conveniently dissapeared so Blue makes a sudden and jarring left turn with Daniels chair and uses the poor mans legs as a battering ram to open a swinging door into the emergency department.

'For one to live, another must be granted the good death.'

Blue says down to daniel, as they stop in front of an old man hooked up to various life saving machines.

Daniel may be too drugged to pick up on it, But blue makes a small sign of the cross, and then of a wheel in the mans direction, all power in the room suddenly cutting off as the machines die and the man flatlines rapidly.

This of course sets of a million code blues and staff from every direction flood the area as Blue expertly weaves the wheelchair through the tide of scrub wearing hospital workers and right out the front door reserved for ambulances...

Daniel watches as this mans life is expended.  He feels the Tellurian bend as this man pushing his chair wreaks havoc upon the life support system keeping this poor soul alive.

Daniel crosses himself and bows his head.

As they are making their way through the throng of scrubs out the ambulance entrance door Daniel speaks softly.

"The path to the One lies in life, not in Death, Chakravat.  He did not have to die for my sake."

Daniel will offer a prayer to the One for this unknown mans soul and pray for it's eternal rest for the price of his escape.

'He was going to languish and die on life support anyway. It was a merciful death. And what the fuck is a Chakravat?..'

Blue almost sounds insulted, but theres no time to argue really, they can both clearly hear someone running through the ER after them.

Perfectly on cue a very flashy looking red and chrome import screeches into the lot and stops in front of them. Blue takes swift revenge on Daniel for whatever he called him by bodily dumping the man out of the wheelchair into the backseat of the car...

Stifling a yell and orienting himself in the back of the car Daniel sees the throng of people at the entrance to the ER.

To Blue:

"You are a Tender of the Great Wheel are you not?  Thats what Chakravat means.....And you're a dick *slightly grinning to blue*"

The latter of those statements said with a note of humor as doors close on this sporty little number.

"Thank you by the way, both of you"

The car is screeching off before Blue can even close his door. Theres is the distinct sounds of a turbo and quite possibly Nos as Remote shifts.

The Agent shoves his way through the throng just in time to eat a face of exhaust. He reaches into his coat but doesnt come out with a pistol...

They win this round, but its not hard to locate a car like that again...

'Fuckin' hell man! just like old times..' Remote yells.

'Well Daniel. You planning on sticking around to return the favor? We could really use it these days...' Blue admits...

The car is clearly enhanced, Remote quite dialed in... they pass traffic like it is standing still, they never hit a red light and they are headed for the Sons new garage... one of the last known safe havens left in this city...

Breathing heavily and holding his ribs from the jolt....

Grinning Daniel speaks up...

"What, taking out two Suits isn't enough *chuckling*....ow fuck...that hurts.

Yeah I'll stick around, I can't do much like this anyways.  Either way I really need to get my stuff back.  Any chance at finding that guy, Xian, tonight?

And wait...why do you need help these days, whats going on?"

Daniels eyes are closed but he's listening intently from the back seat of the car.  He's breathing through the pain and gathering as much information as he can.

'Well.. lets just say the two suits you took out are just the tiny little speck of snow on the tip of the iceberg... We're infested by men in black... oh and we have about a day left to come up with something before they start exterminating us one by one...'

Blue will look back at Daniel and grin.

'Still got your ticket outa town i hope?..'

"Fuck me...."

mutters Daniel as they drive through the city.  The Monolith is littered with lights over it's exterior with that one horrible beam circling the top.  Daniel can see the building for what it plainly is, and he suppresses a shudder.

Daniels voice belies an accent, in his stress, exhaustion, tiredness he can't hide it any longer.  That thin Irish brogue begins to creep around his words...

"no, I don't have a ticket in or out, never had a use for 'em.  Look at that...I'm guessing people have tried to get out of town?"

'No..' Blue admits. 'But i really doubt that construct would make it easy anyway.'

He settles back as they finally get away from the main hustle of the city and into the outer reaches of the slums. This area is mainly full of warehouses and small industrial shops.

Remote will pull the flashy car right into a garage.

(The Garage, actually. Ill have another scene up under there for you tommoro... see if we can get you aquainted with some PC's...)