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Subject: Sadly, the doctor chooses that moment to look out of his surgery.

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Bran, Doc (Angel)

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Date Posted: 16:17:32 07/16/01 Mon
In reply to: Christina 's message, ""huh"" on 07:45:44 07/14/01 Sat

The large woman gets up, but the doctor motions to Bran instead. Disgruntled, the woman sits down and glares at the boy, who gives her his best patronizing grin. "This way girl." He says to you. He then leans over and whispers "She's only got a Snubble, a Pichu and an Igglybuff. Fat, pampered ones at that." He chuckled. "Trust me girl, plenty better carp in the seas."

Inside the doctors office the doctor bustled about, performing all mannor of fitness tests on you while Bran stuck holes through his thorns with other thorns out of boredom. A while later, the tests were over and the Doctor was telling you to get dressed while he checked out the blood sample he took. He started looking down at the microscope, confused.

When you came back, Bran and the doctor where whispering.
"But she checks out all right, right?" Bran asked the flustered Doctor.
"Listen again. She's fit enough to meet minimum, but she's gonna get sick, if she isn't allready." The doctor replied.
"How the hell can you tell?"
"Look, she's got antibodies in her blood. Flu ones."
"... The Flu? You want to send her to bed with the flu? C'mon doc, a little cold never hurt anyone."
"This one did. As close as I can make out..."
"Oh brother."
"It's the A New Caledonia srtain. That's deadly."
"It's a cold."
"Never the lest, I recoment a minimum of a week of bed rest befoer she attempts the trial."
"Yeah yeah, all right." Bran looks around the dotor at you. "Guess what, you get to take a week of before the test begins. The doc here will fix you up." He leaned back over to the doctor. "You sure, she don't look sick."
"Just trust me and get out." The doctor says, siting down behind his desk and writing out a perscription.

Players note: Sorry to give you the flu, but it may be a while before the Webmistress starts off the Team Rocket Trial. Just looking for some whay to eat up some time until she's ready. Enjoy your deadly strain of flu.

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"dang"	Christina	17:35:58 07/16/01 Mon