12. S/He takes a whiskey drink, S/he take a vodka drink...

[man_genius]

[The oddly slanted right handing writing is so shaky it is almost illegible]

Der-rick--

Peae come h-h-ome. home now.

Sick.

--

[The body Genius is in is an alcoholic and its been over 24 hours since her/his last drink. Replies will be done with cruella_dewitt Oh and he'll eventually receive medical help from Simon. Eventually. <.< >.>]

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[spandexisyouth]

Genius? How are you ill? Is Derrick coming?

/still really sloppy writing

[cruella_dewitt]

Everything.

[spandexisyouth]

I will be there shortly.

[weaver_girl]

I don't know what's wrong, but please bring him to Wellspring. I'll find a senior medic or--someone who knows what to do.

Q/L

[enchainement]

[ There's a girl in the window. She won't knock or bother writing, since his handwriting is so...off. Wrong.

She already woke up to her brother in someone else's body so today couldn't get much stranger than that. Right?

Arguable.

Genius looks like hell so he gets a hug from the window-ninja-girl. ]

[cruella_dewitt]

[The girl in the window isn't noticed because Genius-slash-Catherine is in the bathroom, huddled up miserably next to the toilet. The unpleasant smell around the bowl is obvious evidence that he's been unable to keep anything down for hours now. Whatever was elegant about Catherine/Adelle is ruined by the way Genius slumps in her body. His thin frame shakes with faint tremors, her skin blotchy. It's an odd color right now, instead of pale whiteness, he's faintly orange, flushed with odd chemicals that are the result of a body that is addicted to a substance that is no longer in its system. It's shutting down

[spandexisyouth]

[Where there's a window there's a way, and the mantwins' house had a lot of windows. They really didn't even need a door at this rate. Youth came in by the front window, not worrying about calling out or knocking because Derrick had said Genius had a headache. He'd do his best to be quiet.

It took hardly a second for him to realize that Genius is in the bathroom. Stepping in, Youth took in the scene. Genius looked very ill. There had to be something wrong with the body he was in, some disease that they didn't have the medicine for. He gives Qi a polite nod as he kneels down on the floor next to them.

Youth's voice is extremely soft. He doesn't want to hurt Genius' head any more.]

Genius. Can you tell me your symptoms?

[enchainement]

[ Qĭ gives Youth a small wave from her point on the floor before trying to mop up some of the spilled ink. It bothered her that Genius looked so sick, felt sick enough not to even comb his hair. He was almost as fussy about how he looked as Simon was, not that anyone could tell most of the time. ]

He needs a bath. [ Because it was obviously important. Also he smelled like sick, which wasn't fun at all. ]

[grab_my_bells]

You're a woman right now, right? Are you sure it's not [Pause] hormonal?

so much hate

[cruella_dewitt]

Dying. Go bug someone else.

hate is so much more effective from her, too

[grab_my_bells]

No, you look like the most fun at the moment.

Maybe it's just indigestion from the starches and sugars. This body may not process them as well as your body.

it really is

[cruella_dewitt]

NOT. JOKING. DAMNIT.

[bloody_pens]

What the-

Alright, I'll be home ASAP.

[cruella_dewitt]

hurry

[burntorangesky]

[Fred sees this entry, and is very concerned... but it looks like Genius has more than enough to deal with right now, and plenty of people helping him.

...she will drop by the clinic to see him, once he is eventually taken there and cared for.]

[cruella_dewitt]

[BRING BOOZE]

[burntorangesky]

[No booze for you, young lady man.]