A hospital room in New Gotham, Tuesday afternoon

[lovemykilt]

"Alright, Mr. Priestly," the doctor said, holding up a cast saw. "You ready to get this thing off you?"

"I cannot possibly express how much," Priestly said. "Do you have any idea how much these things itch?The doctor laughed. "Actually, I do. You'd be amazed how many pens and rulers and things end up under casts. Especially full leg ones." He

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[blondecanary]

"This is extremely unnerving from the other side," Dinah said, standing next to Priestly's chair and wincing. "Also, if he finds a remote control in there, I am so picking the next movie we watch."

[lovemykilt]

"If it's not there, it's probably under the couch." Priestly looked up at the doctor. "Red pandas like to hide things."

"Sounds like ferrets," the doctor said. "Do you want to feel the blade on your palm? Sometimes that helps kids with the nervousness."

"I'm good," Priestly said. "We've both actually done this before, so. Not, like, often," he rushed to assure the now thoroughly bemused looking doctor. "Just, you know, at least once. I used to play football."

He was babbling. Just a little.

[blondecanary]

"He really did," Dinah insisted, backing him up. "And I do martial arts. So. Things happen. Life. And the last time wasn't his fault either." She paused and said, "Although I broke bones more recently than he did." She grimaced at Priestly. "Ice cream after this?"

[lovemykilt]

The doctor looked up at her over his glasses. "I'm assuming you mean you before this break." If she'd broken any bones while his patient was in a cast and yet managed to look so completely healthy, he was going to want to know her secret.

"Of course she does," Priestly said. "Now, come on, the lady just offered me ice cream, let's get this show on the road."

The doctor shook his head, used to a fair amount of impatience from patients at the end of the healing process and started up the saw, bending down to position it by the edge of the cast and start cutting. It took a little bit of extra time to get through the little rainbow down near his ankle, which Tia had painted on, and Priestly grimaced. "Mental note: no more painting the casts."