he answered Valerie’s
questions about his hospital stay, he began to ramble on; not so much
incoherently, but instead without making any point. Nathan was the first person
to state the obvious, which was that River had had too much to drink, and
Valerie suggested that they all head home after the meal. This brought about
exclamations of disappointment from Audrina and Anton. They were looking
forward to the Central’s planned night carnival and firework show scheduled for
later that evening.
River felt some shame
for his loss of control. He didn’t want this night to end prematurely and he
tried to say as much, but by now no one was taking him seriously on account of
his slurred speech. In defence of his young friend, Nathan pointed out that he
had only just got out of hospital and that he probably needed to rest.
Feeling guilty and
responsible for cutting the evening short, River knew that he needed to get his
head straight; and so he stumbled to his feet and headed for the men’s room. He
found that his coordination was gone and began to stagger forward. The Major
stood up to offer support, but River shook his head and spurned his offer of
assistance.
Instead he plodded on,
and with his head spinning madly, it took some determination to put some
distance between him self and the table. Finally reaching the bathroom, a
cursory glance showed that it had no urinals, however what he needed right now
was to sit down in one of the cubicles. He found one and managed to shut the
door for some privacy. Next he squatted down beside the toilet bowl, and his nausea
made him want to throw up. He didn’t though; instead he just needed to be in
his own space. He closed his eyes and the temptation was to drift off to sleep.
However he cleared his mind of all the nonsense that was presently cluttering
it up. Then he began to run his hands from the crown of his head to the base of
his heal. As he slowly moved them, they hovered at just a slight distance from
actual contact.
He was conducting a
brief chi energy cleansing operation. He was determined to negate and
override the effect of the alcohol on his system. He repeated the whole routine
again, but this time standing. He began to breathe in a slow and precise way,
and now he could tangibly feel the disturbed chi energy underneath his fingers
which he moved to concentrate it near his abdomen, liver and kidneys. He
concentrated a slow sweeping movement above his head and in front of his
forehead and throat. He was cleansing his top three chakras, and the corrupted
energy that he could palpably feel being removed, he pushed down into his
lungs. Taking a long steady exhalation, he felt it leave his body and disperse
in the air. Already he was beginning to feel much better, but he conducted the
routine one more time, this time adopting certain posture positions which helped
substantially.
A few minutes later, he
was feeling quite normal. He felt grounded, and his reason and coordination
were working as well as ever. He decided that this alcohol which he had just
consumed for the first time, was acting as a contaminant in his body. He
elected not to drink any more of it in the metropolis.
River left his cubicle
to the surprise of woman standing by a basin washing her hands. He slipped
outside and now noticed that the sign clearly said ‘Ladies’, and thought that
intoxication was highly over rated. Heading back to his table with a confident
demeanour, he apologised to everyone for his behaviour and sat down. Nathan had
a worried look on his face.
“I checked the men’s
room but I couldn't find you. We were worried about you. How are you feeling?”
“I am perfectly fine.
There is no need for concern.” River spoke in a relaxed and confident tone, and
the Carlsons looked at him with some surprise that he was no longer slurring
his words. –“The hospital food wasn’t very nice, so I am really looking forward
to this meal; and the fireworks and night carnival too.”
The
questions about his hospital stay, he began to ramble on; not so much
incoherently, but instead without making any point. Nathan was the first person
to state the obvious, which was that River had had too much to drink, and
Valerie suggested that they all head home after the meal. This brought about
exclamations of disappointment from Audrina and Anton. They were looking
forward to the Central’s planned night carnival and firework show scheduled for
later that evening.
River felt some shame
for his loss of control. He didn’t want this night to end prematurely and he
tried to say as much, but by now no one was taking him seriously on account of
his slurred speech. In defence of his young friend, Nathan pointed out that he
had only just got out of hospital and that he probably needed to rest.
Feeling guilty and
responsible for cutting the evening short, River knew that he needed to get his
head straight; and so he stumbled to his feet and headed for the men’s room. He
found that his coordination was gone and began to stagger forward. The Major
stood up to offer support, but River shook his head and spurned his offer of
assistance.
Instead he plodded on,
and with his head spinning madly, it took some determination to put some
distance between him self and the table. Finally reaching the bathroom, a
cursory glance showed that it had no urinals, however what he needed right now
was to sit down in one of the cubicles. He found one and managed to shut the
door for some privacy. Next he squatted down beside the toilet bowl, and his nausea
made him want to throw up. He didn’t though; instead he just needed to be in
his own space. He closed his eyes and the temptation was to drift off to sleep.
However he cleared his mind of all the nonsense that was presently cluttering
it up. Then he began to run his hands from the crown of his head to the base of
his heal. As he slowly moved them, they hovered at just a slight distance from
actual contact.
He was conducting a
brief chi energy cleansing operation. He was determined to negate and
override the effect of the alcohol on his system. He repeated the whole routine
again, but this time standing. He began to breathe in a slow and precise way,
and now he could tangibly feel the disturbed chi energy underneath his fingers
which he moved to concentrate it near his abdomen, liver and kidneys. He
concentrated a slow sweeping movement above his head and in front of his
forehead and throat. He was cleansing his top three chakras, and the corrupted
energy that he could palpably feel being removed, he pushed down into his
lungs. Taking a long steady exhalation, he felt it leave his body and disperse
in the air. Already he was beginning to feel much better, but he conducted the
routine one more time, this time adopting certain posture positions which helped
substantially.
A few minutes later, he
was feeling quite normal. He felt grounded, and his reason and coordination
were working as well as ever. He decided that this alcohol which he had just
consumed for the first time, was acting as a contaminant in his body. He
elected not to drink any more of it in the metropolis.
River left his cubicle
to the surprise of woman standing by a basin washing her hands. He slipped
outside and now noticed that the sign clearly said ‘Ladies’, and thought that
intoxication was highly over rated. Heading back to his table with a confident
demeanour, he apologised to everyone for his behaviour and sat down. Nathan had
a worried look on his face.
“I checked the men’s
room but I couldn't find you. We were worried about you. How are you feeling?”
“I am perfectly fine.
There is no need for concern.” River spoke in a relaxed and confident tone, and
the Carlsons looked at him with some surprise that he was no longer slurring
his words. –“The hospital food wasn’t very nice, so I am really looking forward
to this meal; and the fireworks and night carnival too.”
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