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[guppy_sandhu]

There is space in the infirmary tonight for people who did not decide to follow standard safety instructions when they went to the roller disco.

[ooc: Visiting post for Autor and anyone else wounded. If anyone needs Guppy please see the first aid in the original post.]

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[not_his_pa]

After his spill at the roller disco, Guppy fuses his bone and now William's lying in a bed at the infirmary discovering all his new bruises.

[herr_bookman]

Autor rubs his eyes under his glasses, resting in one of the infirmary's beds. The ankle sprain is probably the worst injury he could ever have--first with the not!walking for a couple of days, and then with the whole state of wobbly and sore for six weeks. He won't be able to run, or even walk properly for about that long.

He turns to William. "Well, that was fun," he says, completely unironically. "How's your wrist? I'm sorry you broke it."

[not_his_pa]

"Its tender, hell, I just hurt but it was fun,"

It was the first time he's ever really seen Autor really seeming to have a good time, that was nice.

[herr_bookman]

"Good," Autor says, grinning, though it's tempered now, by his waiting for the painkillers to kick in. "Next year, we'll join--ow! I moved it--the roller derby team, right?"

[not_his_pa]

"And we'll wear some of those pads and all that were there too. Its goin' to be awful readin' like this."

[herr_bookman]

"Oh, no, it truly is!" Autor says, a little worried. He hadn't thought about that, though he should have. "Are you going to stay around here until you've recovered? I might have to."

[not_his_pa]

"Of course, don't know how I'd explain it at home or manage my chores," Maybe he can find something to prop a book on.

[cook_the_rude]

"Hello, Autor."

That is Hannibal Lecter, leaning in the frame of the infirmary door.

"I hear you skated."

[herr_bookman]

Autor jumps, which moves his foot. "Ow," he says, before he can stop himself, but then fixes his glare on Dr. Lecter. "I did."

He glances to William; the only thing keeping Autor from hopping on his carpet and fleeing out the window is that he doesn't want to leave his friend there.

[not_his_pa]

William found a tray to rest a book on and looks over when Autor speaks and takes a glance at the man, "Is he botherin' you?"

His first thought on the man is that he's rich and scaring Autor.

[cook_the_rude]

Dr. Lecter is wearing a plaid suit and a paisley tie, and looks quite put together, despite the fact that it's a late evening in Milliways.

"Would you like some books while you're laid up?" he offers to Autor.

[herr_bookman]

"No, thank you," Autor says, inclining his head. "I won't be laid up for that long." Which is sort of a lie; he doesn't know how long he'll be here.

He glances to William. "He's... This is Dr. Lecter," he says, by way of explanation.

[not_his_pa]

He remembers some signs up about him but didn't follow all the details, he has that smug and slick look that he associates with Ben Wade. And its obvious that Autor isn't comfortable around him,

"Good to meet you, but we're fine for books. I can get 'em for both of us."

[guppy_sandhu]

Some time after Autor is spotted, seeing as their boss is busy at the disco, three infirmary waitrats in scrubs have been having a squeaked debate as to what they should do with the person they've been told to keep an eye out for.

Well he's not a patient, so the cannibal has no business coming in here bothering people.

After a best of three rounds of rock-paper-scissors-lizard-Spock, Work Experience runs along the counters, and starts to whack the cannibal on the arm with a very tiny broom.

[cook_the_rude]

Dr. Lecter steps aside, away from the counter.

"Don't," he says to the rats. "I'm just here to visit my injured friend, Autor."

[guppy_sandhu]

Work Experience waves his broom emphatically and points at the door.

The other two rats start looking for something to chase him out with.

[cook_the_rude]

"Don't be silly," Dr. Lecter says. "I'm going to talk to Autor, that is all."

[guppy_sandhu]

The two waitrats in the background roll their eyes. Backup points at Hannibal, and then at an empty urine sample bottle.

Work Experience, remembering he's in charge, motions to Aesclepius Jr to go and alert the Fluffy Twitchy One.

The Wonders of Medicine

[merryeccentricities]

There's a bit of getting lost, post-roller-skating disaster, but Joly manages to limp himself and Bossuet into the infirmary eventually.

He gets into the infirmary, and then he stares openly.

It's bright.

It's CLEAN.

There are little booping lights and very obviously Scientific Devices happening everywhere.

He has got to work here.

...and then his knee gives out, and he falls over.

Re: The Wonders of Medicine

[simon_doctor]

Simon's already approaching hurriedly, crouching to help Joly back to his feet. "Sir, here, let me --"

A quick glance at the two men shows him that neither looks badly injured; he's hoping that first assessment is right.

Re: The Wonders of Medicine

[merryeccentricities]

"I'm all right! I'm all right, really, clumsy of me, just a sprain or something-- please, look him over first, he's been quiet." And a deeply unsettling thing that is. Still, Joly is smiling. "I'm sure you can do something. Your room here is wonderful."

Re: The Wonders of Medicine

[simon_doctor]

That gets another quick glance from Simon, and an unintentional echoing smile.

"If you can both sit down here," he says, indicating the nearby examination table/bed, "I'll have a look at each of you. Can you tell me what happened, Mr. ...?"

Re: The Wonders of Medicine

[merryeccentricities]

They do both sit down, leaning against each other. "Joly, J-o-l-y. And my friend here is Legle-- ah, he may already be in your records, but I wouldn't venture to guess how it might be spelled, but it SHOULD be L-e-g-l-e." How well that'll stick, Joly won't bother thinking about.

"We were skating, and we...fell." He should probably be honest with another doctor. "Well, we were dancing. While we were skating. And we fell."

Re: The Wonders of Medicine

[simon_doctor]

"That can happen," he murmurs, without the faintest hint of humor or mockery. "Did either of you hit your head or the base of your spine when you fell?"

[merryeccentricities]

Joly nods, and slides off the table..not as carefully as he should, really. He keeps the weight off his bad leg, but the jolt is enough to break his room-gawking trance a little. He takes the pills and guides Simon offers with a smile.

" The day after tomorrow then. I'll be here. Thank you so much. Oh! And for--" he holds up the pills."I'll make sure he takes them as prescribed."



((shall we call that a wrap on this thread?))