>>144110"Thank you!"
Silver enters Nick's room, signed paper in his magic grip.
"They have agreed to release you. You should avoid putting undue pressure on your chest for while, though, and they said you would need antibiotics and splints."
>>144111“Uh huh. Uh huh. Let’s get out of here before they figure out who I am.”
>>144112"Another thing, I told them you are my grandson, so keep that up. Need help getting up?"
>>144113He pulls away the covers.
“If that’s what I have to tell them to get out of this.” He looks back over to Silver. “I guess there’s some similarity in coat colors, kind of. Then with the covers off, and in response to Silver’s last question, “Sure.”
>>144114Silver trots over to Nick, and helps him out of his bed. He makes sure to avoid putting pressure on his chest.
"So, is Popper Nick your real name?"
>>144115Silver pulls him up. The movement kind of contracts his chest, and he closes his eyes, wincing. He is pulled down to the ground, where he hops on his back leg, and continues wincing for a moment in silence. Then he answers,
"Huh? Oh no. It isn't."
>>144116"So, what is it?"
He looks down at the stallion.
"Hmm...you may need help trotting."
>>144117"It's... Paper Clipping." He answers, taking a moment to look up towards Silver as he says that, his long mane falling onto his face.
He moves forward, and has a limp on his hind leg.
"I... don't know."
>>144118He smiles at Paper Clipping.
"It is good to meet you, Paper Clipping. I must say, you are quite strong stallion, trotting so soon after that kind of horrific wound, but even strongest of us need help from time to time. Let us get some crutches for you."
>>144119He is standing up, but he is not focusing his eyes on Silver, but rather straight forward. He clamps his teeth down, with his lips fully back in a wince. He is keeping his legs sort of stretched apart, and he is not putting any weight on his hind left leg, bending it upwards slightly.
>>144120"Yes, you definitely need help trotting."
He uses a hoof to move the mane in front of Paper Clipping's face to the side.
"Stay here, I am going to see about getting you some of things doctor recommended."
He goes out to the receptionist, intending to ask her about the things the doctor recommended.
>>144121Paper clipping looks at Silver with his hazel eyes
“Sure...”
The mare looks down at her paper.
“We can give him Acetaminophen or Codiene. He may want something stronger. But he can come back for that. He should come back in three days to get fluid drained...”
She goes through more paperwork
>>144122"What about crutches to help him trot?"
>>144123“Does he have problems walking?”
>>144124"He has limp in his left hind leg."
>>144125“Well, we can add a splint. And he’ll need one for his chest as well.”
>>144126Silver nods.
"Alright, that is painkillers and splints taken care on. What about antibiotics?"
>>144127“Pills as well, but he will likely need to come back at a later date.”
>>144128Silver nods again.
"If you or somepony else could assist us in getting everything he needs, it would be very much appreciated."
>>144129“Yes. You can pick up the painkillers at the pharmacy, and the splints down the hall.”
>>144130"Can you direct me to splints?"
>>144131“Sure. It’s the third door down that” she leans out to point down a hallway to Silver’s right “hallway. It’ll be on your left.”
>>144132"Thank you very much!"
Silver follows her instructions to the splits, grabs one each for Paper's chest and hindleg, and returns to the injured stallion.
>>144133Silver is able to go to the locations and acquire the items in question from a middle aged mare (the splints,) and a slightly younger mare at the pharmacy. Note that there are two points for the chest, and the painkillers are relatively weak. Proper painkillers, like morphine, are not released, evidently because they require hypodermic needles to be administered.
>>144135He thanks the beautiful mares before returning to Paper Clipping.
>>144137"I have some mild painkillers, and splints for your chest and hindleg."
He gives him the painkillers using his magic, and trots over to his side with the splints.
"If you will stand still, I will apply splints for you."
He kind of rocks, but he stops to let Silver do his thing. He takes the painkiller pill bottles with his yellow-brown magic and puts them to the side, though he doesn’t seem interested in, or able, to hold the magic field for long.
>>144139Silver starts by applying the one to his hindleg.
"So, where did they catch you at that resulted in your 'buggery' charge?"
>>144140His face is turned down, but he jerks his head and widens his eyes when Silver speaks.
“Uh, a bar and dance hall.”
>>144141"What kind of bar and dance hall?"
>>144142“.... like, a place that had both. A bar and a dance hall.”
>>144143"I mean, was it high-class with classical music, one that plays that 'swing music', something else? I am curious."
>>144144“Uh... with jazz music. And kind of open rafters on the dance hall, with ventilation visible. Only the second time I was ever there. There was a police raid for some reason. Maybe alcohol violations, maybe... other reasons.”
>>144145He looks at him after he finishes with Clip's leg.
"I am guessing there was also 'buggery' going on in building."
>>144147Silver takes the other splint, bends down underneath Clip's chest and works on applying it to him.
"So, *were* you with stallion in dance hall?"
>>144149"Having relations. I do not judge either way."
>>144150“Let’s... can you get me out of here?”
>>144151"I am, I am, give me just...there. All set."
He gets out from under Clip.
>>144152He closes his forelegs with Silver under him.
The ponies are ready
>>144153"Alright, let us go, just take things slow."
Silver leads the pair out of the hospital.
>>144154>>144155Never! The horny will never stop!
>>144157He walks forward, a bit stiff with the stints. He’s kind of scrawny, and noticeably smaller than Silver. He wordlessly follows Silver out of the room, and out of the hospital.
>>144158Once out of the hospital and in the clear, he looks at his smaller companion and smiles.
"You never answered my question, by way."
>>144159“I was worried I wouldn’t get out of there”
He looks back up, towards Silver
“Uh, what question?”