Party Aftermath

[dark_scion]

Fred growled to himself as he trudged to the kitchen. What in the name of all logic possessed him to go on that trip with Dolemeck? Oh yes, his entire lack of an adolescent life, but still... His head was ringing, how could people be so damned loud? And sing so off-key? He cursed as he opened the medicine cabinet, hoping to find something strong enough to fight this migraine that threatened to split his skull.

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[wild_child]

Rose could give as good as she gets in the glare department.

"You. Need. Help. And Doc McCoy is one of the smartest person in this house."

[dark_scion]

"I want no help from him!" Fred snarled, the arm finally seeming to cease flailing though it was no less misshapen. "I started the path to fixing this, I will finish it!"

[dolemeck]

Dolemeck came running back, nearly out of breath. He placed his hand up against the kitchen wall as he fought to speak.

"Doctor McCoy... is out. I... I think Dr. Reyes is in the lab, however."

[wild_child]

Rose fixed Fred with the glare she reserved for especially stupid people.

"At least let Doc Reyes look at ya."

[dark_scion]

Fred let out a series of deep breaths through clenched teeth before letting out a howl of frustration.

"I damn well know what's wrong with me!" He looked about to argue then snarled. "Fine!"

[dolemeck]

"Lovely! We're all on the same page!" Dolemeck said between breaths.

"I will just stay right here, while you two meet-up with the good doctor."

[wild_child]

"Good," Rose said. "C'mon," she told Fred. "Ya need to lean on me?"

[dark_scion]

Fred grunted, lifting an arm that was not quite built for the rest of his weight. "I've been in worse conditions, but thank you." He didn't sound like he was being stubborn, just stating a fact.

[wild_child]

A smallish grin played across her face. "And I thought I was stubborn."

[dark_scion]

He looked annoyed. "I am stating a fact."

[wild_child]

"Uh-huh," Rose said. "C'mon."