Round Three! DING DING!

[lynx]

Now, part of the conversation could be heard from outside.

"Um... what are you doing with that...?"

"Calm down, sir... We're just going to sew you up."

"D-don't I get, um... medicine first?"

"..." There was silence, and Katze screamed.

"DON'T STICK THAT IN MY STOMACH YOU MANIAC!"

The doctor cackled. Whoops, patient got in there accidentally. A real doctor rushed in and a patient was thrown out. Soon Katze was out of the office with a bandaged and sewn hand with a new shirt, and of course a smile. He was on morphine again.

He thanked the leaving doctors, and then looked at Xander. "Shall we traverse to the patient therapy rooms while my office is cleaned and my lawyer sets up a lawsuit?"

[.xander;;]

stan was a very stoic man. he did not display emotion or very much reaction at all to his surroundings. he was a very hardened man. it came with the turf.

stan’s eye twitched at katze’s screaming.

and they called xander crazy. at least he didn’t go around posing as doctors. wait, hadn’t that same guy called him a freak at lunch just yesterday? and now katze was going to file a lawsuit. isn’t karma a bitch?

xander peered into the room after the dry erase board he had left behind, then remembered his notebook and pen. he’d be fine without the board. not really expecting to be let off, he looked expectantly at katze, like, “hurry up before i change my mind and run for it.”

[lynx]

Realizing the board was gone. He slipped back into the room, fetched it with its marker and came out before closing the door tightly. Looking relieved, he handed the objects to Xander and then looked at the hallways for a moment. Crap, where were those rooms anyways?

"Just... give me a minute. I need to remember where exactly I'm going in the first place..."

[.xander;;]

katze was so stupid. like a mute went around everywhere without something of his own to write on. xander strongly questioned lynx's ability to make rational decisions. and his sense of direction. even he knew where the therapy rooms were, and they hadn't bothered to put him in them for at least half a year.

[lynx]

Pauses for a moment, he had his own private patient therapy room for his use for his patients, of course with a smile he took off for a few steps in the wrong direction. Turned around, and of course was going the right way! It didn't take long for Lynx to find his proper way to the room!