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lovemykilt ([personal profile] lovemykilt) wrote2015-07-21 06:27 pm
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A hospital room in New Gotham, Tuesday afternoon

"Alright, Mr. Priestly," the doctor said, holding up a cast saw. "You ready to get this thing off you?"

"I cannot possibly express how much," Priestly said. "Do you have any idea how much these things itch?"

The doctor laughed. "Actually, I do. You'd be amazed how many pens and rulers and things end up under casts. Especially full leg ones." He gave Priestly a sharp look. "But you're too smart for that, right?"

"I am, but I can't promise my red panda didn't jam anything in there while I slept."

". . . What?"

"So, cast! Let's get that saw buzzing!"

[ooc: possibly kind of late, but whatevs. Open for one expected, and any phone calls and messages that want to be dropped in!]

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2015-07-22 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Aww! He's a fan!" Dinah looked delighted, and bumped her arm against Priestly's shoulder. "You should make sure they have space then... if you think Sentience will be up for it," she added, with a tiny frown. "Maybe an evening dress this time."

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2015-07-22 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll give 'em something to write about if they do," Dinah said, holding out her arm to Priestly if he needed it, and offering him a crutch. "I'm thinking you'd look lovely in teal. With sparkles."

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2015-07-22 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Red? Or maybe peach?" Dinah grinned at him as he made progress across the floor. "Very Rita Hayworth... careful. If you get tired, tell me, 'kay?"