FTEC, Saturday Night, March 25

Mar 25, 2006 20:21

Tommy was at his desk, smoking a cigarette.

Once again there were no dead people in his clinic.

He considered this a bonus.

cj cregg, ftec, tommy gavin, peter parker

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peter__parker March 26 2006, 01:28:20 UTC
Peter had finally decided to see if the people at the FTEC could do anything to help him out with his arms problem. At least he had gotten a really good night out of the way before anything anyone here might do.

He walked into the FTEC with two arms at his sides, two hands clasped behind his back, and two hands with twiddling thumbs. "Hello? I was wondering if I could get some help here."

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ladder62 March 26 2006, 01:30:33 UTC
Tommy stared at him for a long time.

"Lemme guess: Erectile dysfunction?"

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peter__parker March 26 2006, 01:35:27 UTC
"If by 'erectile' you mean 'arms' and by 'dysfunction' you mean 'comma lots of them,' then yes, first try," Peter said. "You wouldn't know anything about genetic manipulation, would you?"

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ladder62 March 26 2006, 01:37:58 UTC
"Oh yeah," Tommy said, flicking his ashes into a tray. "Tons. Why?"

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peter__parker March 26 2006, 01:41:01 UTC
"I'm looking to get these arms knocked off in a way that doesn't involve just, well, knocking them off," Peter explained. "This is a recent development, you see. I'm only supposed to have two arms, I swear."

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ladder62 March 26 2006, 01:43:52 UTC
"What about the three eyes?" Tommy asked. "That normal too?"

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peter__parker March 26 2006, 01:48:20 UTC
"Well, the extra butt on your head doesn't seem to be giving you a problem, so my face should be fine," Peter said, getting annoyed. "Can you help me or not?"

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ladder62 March 26 2006, 01:51:00 UTC
Tommy smirked. "Depends. What the hell happened?"

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peter__parker March 26 2006, 01:53:50 UTC
"Long story short, I have screwed up genetics and superpowers, some people screwed with my genetics some more to take away those powers, things ended up backwards and I grew some shiny new arms. Please take them away," Peter requested.

"And, um, don't make any scary clones of me. I dealt with that once, I don't want to deal with it again."

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ladder62 March 26 2006, 01:55:20 UTC
Tommy pondered this. "Got a circular saw in my truck. No alcohol to numb the pain but I bet the pills in the locker do interesting things."

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peter__parker March 26 2006, 01:59:27 UTC
"That'll leave my lower shoulder joints," Peter said, shaking his head. "And that would just be weird."

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ladder62 March 26 2006, 02:01:08 UTC
"Good point," Tommy admitted. "Have you tried asking any of the freaky people?"

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peter__parker March 26 2006, 02:06:32 UTC
"I don't know who the freaky people are, unfortunately. I, uh, tend to avoid doctors if I can," Peter explained.

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ladder62 March 26 2006, 02:07:41 UTC
Tommy took another drag off of his cigarette. "We've got a lady here who's older than Christ, near as I can figure. She's into magic stuff. Maybe she could - " Tommy made a poof gesture " - make your arms disappear."

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peter__parker March 26 2006, 02:11:35 UTC
Peter figured this was the woman who John described as looking like his grandmother. She'd probably work. "I have a teacher who could do that, but she's a witch in more than the one way. When is the Magic Christ Lady in?"

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ladder62 March 26 2006, 02:12:55 UTC
"Monday morning," Tommy said, checking the schedule he couldn't be bothered to memorize since... that sounded like work.

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