I was slowly falling asleep in my chair when the sound of extreme cynical laughter hit my ears like a base. I resisted the urge to sit straight up in case it awakened Lady Minx. I looked up just in time to see flame-head sitting up.
“You might not want to do that,” I started.
Triskix gave me a stern look of reproach. I didn't move though. If he was going to fight his way to standing up and doing damage to himself, all I could do was wait till he did it and then get the medical supplies ready. In an instant I saw him flinch.
“Like I just said,” I continued. “You might not want to do that. You’ll tear a bit of stitching…..”
“I’m fine,” Triskix answered. “Just unbelievably hungry.”
With that, he opened a portal and left. I sighed a bit still drained from the concentration of surgery. Man...how do the major docs do it? Lady Minx was still asleep, but I decided to take the chance of moving her and getting up. I made it without any sound, and Lady Minx just moved around and continued to dream.
I opened the medical room door and walked out. I pulled my goggles down around my neck and undid my bandanna. My hair fell in sheets down over my forehead and face. I shook my hair a bit and tried to force a smile.
"Great....." I started finding that I couldn't bring myself to smile. "I come back for answers to Minx's questions and instead end up having to do extremely intense surgery and for what? For Flame-head to get up and probably just go tear out his stitching? And I'm not even really certified to be a doctor......"
I slammed my fist into a wall. For some reason I was irritated. And I couldn't place exactly why...... I relaxed my hand and started looking at the water in the pipes within the walls. It had a calming effect, but I was still angry......
I walked into a bathroom and turned on the faucet. I moved over to another sink and turned on another faucet and then another and another until the sound of rushing water consumed the bathroom. Leaned back on a wall and just listened to the water.
I couldn't believe it. Was I really stressing? Me? Tamex? The guy that used to sleep in every class and do absolutely nothing.....was I really being stressed?.....I leaned my head against the wall and tried to block out the thoughts with the rushing water.
It didn't help. I was still frustrated with this entire situation. When I had left with Minx....I was sure that was going to be the end of it....but then I just had to see Verex again...I mean what was he doing there anyways???? And I just had to remember Mat's thoughts on evolutionary junk.
I beat my head against the wall, and the pipes in the wall screamed a bit. Somewhere....someone's cells were making too much ATP, and I wondered if they were experiencing a drunk like state or not......probably not seeing as it was only once cell out of......billions.......
I laughed to myself. Thinking of science.....thinking was the only thing I could do....heh....... or maybe......just not thinking.....I did that too....I sighed a bit. This was all to......stressful..........
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Jet: cue mental break down.........
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