Chapter 22: Interim. (3)
Immediately after saying this, the Chief smiled as he identified something he wanted to eat. Without even giving any further context or explaining why he said such a thing, he opened a large parcel, raised it above his head and then looked up. He opened his mouth as wide as he could, revealing absolutely all of his teeth and then tipped the parcel over; with all of the contents of said parcel falling into the gaping maw that was his open mouth. Kipp, who had an expression of absolute shock on his face wanted by all means to ask his superior to elaborate further on what he said; however, he knew that interrupting the Chief while he ate was akin to giving up on life. Unfortunately for him, his superior appeared to have chosen to eat everything, so the wait for context was guaranteed to be excruciating.
As the days went on, Relovan would flit in and out of consciousness, only to find that the Chief was not there. In fact, none of colleagues came to visit him – including those that remained on the Station and didn't come down to the First Planet with him and the others. This didn't bother him, however it also surprised him just a tad considering how he did get along with a few of his coworkers. Towards the end of the third week of his hospital stay, Relovan had grown frustrated of being there and had decided it was time to discharge himself from the hospital. He forced himself out of bed and pulled out every single drip and needle that was present in his body, before standing and walking over to the cupboard where he was surprised to find a fresh change of clothes next to the remains of his uniform. The clothes themselves were in a small duffel bag, with the clothes themselves being rather shocking as they were more military themed than civilian – with there being camouflage pants, black boots and a rather tight-fitting t-shirt. Relovan was slow and measured as he got dressed, being mindful of the fact that he was still somewhat tender. Coincidentally, he finished getting dressed just as a doctor walked in and saw him get up. The Enforcer was still bandaged – with his left arm being bandaged right down to his fingers.
"What is going on here?" The doctor asked as he approached Relovan in a huff.
"I am discharging myself from this hospital, doctor." Relovan stated matter-of-factly.
"I cannot allow that, Enforcer! Your wounds were such that even with the level of our medical techniques, we were only just able to save your life! In fact, that you're able to move around as freely as you are right now is nothing short of incredible, however please, I implore you to get back in bed and just stay here for at least another week."
"Out of my way, please." Relovan commanded as he picked up the bag with his right hand and began to stride forwards.
The doctor refused to move and even went so far as to spread his arms at shoulder height and shoot the Enforcer a look of steely determination. He was after all only Human, and stopping him would be easier than stopping the Chief. Unfortunately for the doctor, he soon found out just what Relovan was all about as the Enforcer quickly dropped the bag and with one giant stride, closed the gap between himself and the doctor. The moment the space was closed, the doctor felt a vice-like-grip around his neck and before he could do or say anything, was raised off his feet. An instant later, he was being slammed back first into a wall, causing him to cry out in pain and cough a few times. He suddenly felt an intense gaze on his face, and he looked down to see Relovan glaring into his eyes.
"Listen here doctor, I am leaving this place right now. I genuinely do appreciate the work you and your colleagues put into not only preserving my life, but also fixing me up, however I detest hospitals, and every time I am in one, I feel like throttling the very first person I see until their bulbous, multi-eyed heads explode and leave sticky green muck and ooze all over the white hospital walls. So, I would appreciate it if you fucked off, so I in turn can avoid killing somebody who helped keep me alive in cold blood. Do we have an understanding, doctor?"
The doctor, whose eyes by now had grown to be the size of Adonian golf balls, nodded as frantically as he could. Relovan slowly slid the doctor down until his feet touched the ground. He then released the thick neck, bent over and picked the bag up with his right hand once again. After nodding at the doctor as if nothing had happened, Relovan strode out of his hospital room and through the halls, following the signs and prompts until he was at the front desk of the ward, where a few doctors and nurses had congregated. A few of them recognised him, however one of the doctors seemed to have just gotten off a call and quickly spoke before anybody else could.
"Good day, Enforcer! You are free to leave – we will handle the paperwork."
Relovan just grunted his acknowledgment and strode out of the ward and soon afterwards, the hospital itself. The doctor who had spoken quickly explained the situation to the other doctors, who muttered every rendition of the phrase 'good riddance' as they possibly could. The Enforcer didn't hear any of that, and even if he did, it didn't seem like he would care very much. The instant he set foot on the pavement outside the building, he took an incredibly deep breath, as if he was savouring the relatively fresh air. After indulging in the somewhat fresh air, Relovan began to look around to see exactly where he was, and if there was a cab nearby that he could hail. There didn't appear to be any cabs that were readily available, so he had no choice but to wait for one. A minute or two into the wait, the sound of approaching footsteps caught his attention. They sounded as though they were in a hurry, almost frantic in their approach and just as whoever it was that was approaching him exited the hospital, Relovan turned around sharply – as if expecting to be attacked. Instead, he was met with the sight of a female doctor rushing towards him. When she saw him, the doctor immediately put on the brakes and came to a rather inelegant stop – coming close to actually bumping into the Enforcer. To his credit, Relovan looked as though he was ready to catch the doctor if she happened to trip over her own feet and fall. As it turned out, that wasn't necessary as she not only managed to come to a stop, but she did so with some room to spare. The doctor was a Malanian, a race of people that hailed from Malania, a planet that was covered solely in water. With civilisations built on artificial islands as well as underwater, their Essence Powers were naturally inclined towards them being Healers; thus, it was no surprise then that there was a Malanian doctor on the First Planet.
"Excuse me." She said without waiting to catch her breath or regain her composure. "You are Officer Relovan, right?" She asked between breaths.
"…Enforcer." Relovan simply corrected.
"My mistake." The doctor said raising her hand apologetically before taking a deep breath and looking up towards the sky. "Thank Shaelandria I managed to catch you before you disappeared!! I thought I was going to miss you!"
Despite the white coat and her graceful, ladylike appearance, the doctor not only sounded young but had a voice that just didn't match her physical appearance.
"What do you wish of me?" Relovan asked, cutting to the chase immediately.
"I have three things to say to you Enforcer, so please just hear me out until I finish. First of all, as a doctor, I would really like to advise you against discharging yourself so quickly after surgery as critical as intense as what you just had. Your body can't be anywhere near recovered, and I suspect that if an acorn hit you in the right place, your bones would shatter and you would become a pulpy mass of flesh."
The doctor accompanied her warning with a series of hand gestures and facial expressions that once again did not align with her appearance. Relovan just listened to her, before closing his eyes and nodding.
"Noted. What was the second thing you wanted to say?"
"Well…" She said, having recovered completely from her brisk walk. "…secondly, I wanted to apologise. I really wanted to try and help you when you were on the operating table, but my severely limited knowledge of the Human body meant that I was deemed useless and dismissed before you even reached Intensive Care. All I could do was watch from afar and hope that you pulled through."
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