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<Antioch|GM> The sound of his cell phone vibrating where he left it next to his bed drags Freddy out of fitful sleep. He's got no idea how long he's been out for and his mouth is dry, but he does, at the very least, feel marginally better rested.
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<Antioch|GM> His phone clock says 1:45 PM, and the alarm is labeled "SCHEDULED PSYCHIATRIC EVAULATION PRT BUILDING ROOM 307 2:00 PM".
<Antioch|GM> Amidst his other notifications, he also sees he has an email from The Good King. ||
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<Nick|Freddy> Freddy groans softly after stopping the alarm. It almost feels like he never fell asleep, except for the fact that apparently several hours passed, and he has an email and an appointment no one had bothered to tell him about before. He sits up in the bed.
<Nick|Freddy> He wishes he had his clothes here. He's been wearing his current outfit since before the fundraiser, and they aren't exactly in pritine condition after the fight.
<Nick|Freddy> Freddy avoids thinking any more about that right now, though. He stands up and checks the email from Blake. ||
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<Antioch|GM> "Hey Freddy," the email reads.
<Antioch|GM> "I know you've been having a hard day, but I just wanted to let you know that I'm still in your corner, even if I'm busy trying to sort out things at the hospital and make arrangements today.
<Antioch|GM> I'll be over at the PRT headquarters to smooth whatever paperwork needs smoothing over, but for today, I got Director Mendez's permission for you to attend the memorial service for Khandhas and Absynthesis tonight.
<Antioch|GM> If you want to go, it's at 6 o'clock tonight until 8, and I can have someone pick you up around 45 minutes before then in case of rush hour traffic. Let me know if you're up for it.
<Antioch|GM> I hope you're feeling a little better, and all the best,
<Antioch|GM> Blake King."
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<Nick|Freddy> A memorial. So much for not thinking about the fight.
<Nick|Freddy> Freddy takes a deep breath. He should go. They saved his life, and Blake's life too. Is Blake going to be at the memorial? The email doesn't say.
<Nick|Freddy> Freddy starts typing his response.
<Nick|Freddy> "Hey Blake," he starts. No, too upbeat. He starts over.
<Nick|Freddy> "Blake,
<Nick|Freddy> Thank you for the invitation. I'd like to go.
<Nick|Freddy> Freddy."
<Nick|Freddy> He hits send.
<Nick|Freddy> That's not something to look forward to, exactly, but it's something to do later, anyway. He remembers the alarm. Right, psych appointment. Freddy pulls up the map and walks into the Wards common room.
<Nick|Freddy> He wonders if the fact he has an appointment set up means his dad finished the paperwork. Or maybe the psychiatric evaluation is something that can happen before he's officially a member. ||
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<Antioch|GM> It's nice and straightforward -- he only needs to glance briefly at the map to refresh himself on his tour earlier in the morning. Up to the third floor, across the bridge, hang a left and 'round the corner past the medical wing.
<Antioch|GM> The door with the removable nameplate reading "Dr. Richard Freeman III" is slightly ajar, not enough to peek into the room, but it's more an open invitation to come in than a closed one. ||
<Nick|Freddy> Freddy knocks twice on the door before pushing it open cautiously. He's nervous enough that he doesn't want to just walk in. ||
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