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09/03/11(Sat)01:16 No.29319072Rarity blinked. The light was too bright, and she was thirsty.
"Where am..." she started to say, but realized that no sound had reached her ears except a beeping noise.
She cleared her throat, then tried again. Again, no sound emerged. She moved her eyes, and saw that she was in a hospital; probably Manehattan General, the emotionally detached thought came to mind. She felt sore all over, and she was tired.
A nurse, a grey unicorn with subtle orange hair, came into her vision. "Ssh, don't try to talk or move. You're in good care. Let me get the doctor, and she'll explain everything."
Rarity waited, hearing the beeping increase in rate as she began to panic. The doctor, another unicorn, quickly arrived, and checked her eyes with a bright light. Then he sighed and put his glasses in his coat pocket.
"Ma'am," he said, and she was briefly offended that he thought her old enough to be addressed as such. "You've been in an accident. Your voicebox was damaged, and may not recover for a while. There were also some injuries to your front legs." |