FTEC, Sunday Evening

[stykera]

Stark approached the clinic warily when he arrived for his shift. After last weekend, he had been worried it might be full to overflowing again and he might be forced to tell even more people that they needed to not be hit on the head so hard in the future.

After a check showed the clinic to be blissfully empty, he settled down at the desk with a mug of hot chocolate and pulled out a notebook. The TV, as it generally was when the clinic was quiet, was on.



[Around. Pokeable. Bored.]

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[rustyboywonder.livejournal.com]

Dr. Venture stepped into the clinic with a mission.

He walked up to Stark. "I need you to write me a prescription."

[stykera]

Stark looked up. "What?" he asked. After he recognized the man (who had both eyeballs in the correct place tonight, thankfully), he added, "you need something for your eye?"

[rustyboywonder.livejournal.com]

"Sort of. So if you could just fill these out for me," He pushed a slip of paper towards Stark.

It had three different drugs listed, for radically different effects, and at amounts that were practically criminal.

[stykera]

Stark frowned down at the paper. "Are you sure you should have these?"

[rustyboywonder.livejournal.com]

"I have tripolar disorder!" Dr. Venture protested.

[stykera]

Stark eyed him oddly. "You have what? I've never even heard of that." Of course, that didn't mean much.

[rustyboywonder.livejournal.com]

"It's a very serious condition," Dr. Venture said. "Look, what's it going to take... will..." he pulled a bill from his pocket. "Mr. Lincoln make it easier for you?"

[stykera]

"You want to give me currency?" Stark was now convinced something was wrong here. "No. Won't help."

[rustyboywonder.livejournal.com]

"Look, Music of the Night boy, I don't see what the problem here is. I give you this nice shiny bill, and you fill out three little prescriptions," Dr. Venture said. "Oh fine, you want a twenty? I can give you a twenty."

[stykera]

One of these days Stark was going to have to look into this Phantom of the Opera stuff.

"I can't," he said. "I'm sorry." And he might even have meant that.

[rustyboywonder.livejournal.com]

"You are more useless to this world than a mirror to Helen Keller!" Dr. Venture harrumphed and stormed off.

[stykera]

Stark didn't have any idea what that reference meant. The useless part, on the other hand, he was quite clear on.

And now he was going to sit here at the desk and emo over his hot chocolate. Like you do.