[Rikku's one of the luckier ones, in as much as she doesn't remember anything from her surgery. Thanks to the wonders of modern(ish) chemistry, she was knocked out the entire time.
Of course, the trade off is that she's having problems coming out of the drug-induced unconsciousness. She's groggy and she feels sick to her stomach and she can barely string two thoughts together in this state. Plus, whatever was done to her stomach has her feeling quite a bit of pain, even through the drug-induced fog she's in. While pain is nothing new--she was a guardian, she's taken a few hits in her time--this is something else entirely. It's like something's trying to cut her up from the inside out; the first time she shifts in the cot, she cries out from how something seems to tear inside of her.
Also, she's having a lot of problems with her hands. They seem to be on the wrong wrists, and she's having trouble figuring out how they work.
So, she remains in her bed in the recovery room, curled in the fetal position and doing her best to keep her body movements to a minimum to keep the pain from getting worse. She stares at her hands and wiggles her fingers to try and make sense of the new alignment.
It's a distraction from the pain, if nothing else.]
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Of course, the trade off is that she's having problems coming out of the drug-induced unconsciousness. She's groggy and she feels sick to her stomach and she can barely string two thoughts together in this state. Plus, whatever was done to her stomach has her feeling quite a bit of pain, even through the drug-induced fog she's in. While pain is nothing new--she was a guardian, she's taken a few hits in her time--this is something else entirely. It's like something's trying to cut her up from the inside out; the first time she shifts in the cot, she cries out from how something seems to tear inside of her.
Also, she's having a lot of problems with her hands. They seem to be on the wrong wrists, and she's having trouble figuring out how they work.
So, she remains in her bed in the recovery room, curled in the fetal position and doing her best to keep her body movements to a minimum to keep the pain from getting worse. She stares at her hands and wiggles her fingers to try and make sense of the new alignment.
It's a distraction from the pain, if nothing else.]