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Ethan walked in, helped by the two men who were with Hunter. "Thank you." he said before the two left. he sat down on a bed and a nurse walked up to him, "hello, how may I help you?" Ethan gestured to his ankle. "Sprained my ankle." the Nurse nodded, "Alright, I'll send someone to check it out in a minute..."

"********. This day never ends does it!"
Major Lipton was still confined to bed rest. After his little escape to confront the Colonel, the doctors didn't want him going anywhere or doing any more damage to his body than had already been done. Damn Hunters, Christ it hurt. The painkillers had worn off by now and he could feel everything that hurt. And hurt it did. He had to comfort himself in the fact that if he stayed very still on his back in bed he would hurt less than otherwise. So for now he was lying on a bed in the Leviathan's sickbay, grunting curses through the restrictive cast they had sealed around his midsection. He was really starting to get pissed off. At least Captain Spiers had the good humor to write him a little card, a little get well present from the Company had been included. It was the re-breather mask from a Covenant grunt with the words "A hell of a lot more where this came from" etched into the side. It was a little joke about something he had done when he was still a noncom. Running into a room full of grunts, running out, tossing grenades and watching methane tanks explode, then collecting masks for target practice. It was the kind of dumb s**t stuff that most new noncoms would do before they wised up. Unfortunately he wouldn't be able to help the men on this skirmish, which he had a feeling would turn out to be rather decisive. ******** orders telling him to stay in the ******** bed. It didn't make him feel any better dammit.