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Date Posted: 16:01:00 02/06/03 Thu
Author: Charlie
Subject: Charlie had to chuckle....
In reply to: Dr. Edward Antony 's message, ""You're an idiot."" on 09:09:22 02/06/03 Thu

He'd have laughed if it wasn't so painful.

"Multiple contusions and lacerations. Bruised ribs, one broken. A concussion. Internal bleeding which we've gotten under control now. Your nose will permanently be out of shape unless you choose additional corrective surgery. We've regenerated a good portion of your skin that the laserburns damaged, but we can only do so much. You'll need time to heal so the rest is up to you." Dr. Antony had told him-warned him was more like it, and all Charlie could do was give off a weak chuckle.

This was nothing...nothing at all compared to getting that Jumping back in SanFran. Laserations, he'd had his fair share from jerks that he'd run into in dives along his routes. Idiots who didn't have brains to back off, one of which he'd stole the shocker on the blaster idea from, before they got into a fight. Concusions; How many times had he hurt his head learning to box when he was younger. Brusied ribs, those would heal, a broken one, Probably the same one I busted in my last fight. Well at least now it will get some proper healing.

The internal bleeding had him a bit worried, but if it was undercontrol what was a little blood loss then? A broken nose, no worse then the scar he had on his face. He'd never wanted to be a 'Pretty boy' to begin with. The scaring from the burn on his chest would be something differnt. Make him more distiguished he supposed, something unique about him.

Rest, that he did need. Charlie layed back, closed his eyes, he'd always been a light sleeper, came from the noises he was afraid of in the dark. So when he heard a very familier female voice waft over the Lab, he sat bot up and turned a fixed stair on the silver woman he'd seen with Frog boy. And his jaw dropped when he saw what she was doing.

She had gone up to the creature's bed and seen if he was okay. Charlie could barely contain himself.

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