Fourth shot at being a bro [In Da Clinic]

[eatshootsnleves]

[Roy shoves the door open and rolls on in with the air of a man fairly satisfied with life and self. From his fingers dangles a bottle of the greenest drink known to alcohol. From his face there hangs a kind of lopsided smirk.]

Hey, man! Heard you got your ass kicked again.

[Raises his offering.] Care for some condolences?

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[imaginates]

[Seated on his bed, legs dangling over the edge.He's healed a considerable amount, thanks to Ino, but he's not in tip-top shape.

Looks up from doodling on his own cast. LMAO LOSER. He shoots a scrutinizing look at Roy.]

Did you murder a leprechaun and drain the blood out of him?

[eatshootsnleves]

Just for you, man, you better feel special. [Grabs chair, spins it 'round by the bedside so he can plant his ass.] Actually this's what's coming out of the water coolers these days. I figured you were missing out, I'd save you some just out of the goodness of my heart - even though s'not really my color.

[imaginates]

Right. Red is. That mean you like that nasty red wine stuff? Just because it's your color? [Holds the sharpie low, warning Roy that he's about to toss it! And he does.]

Go ahead, write something. Draw something. [scoots back on the bed, turning so that his leg is outstretched, presenting his cast.]

[eatshootsnleves]

[Catches without looking! Offers the bottle?] Depends where it's from. Kory brings this kind of ruby-colored syrup out of Tamaran, whooff. Could get an elephant drunk. And I mean from the fumes alone.

[Starts to doodle a little tribal-lookin' glyph thing, idly.] ... Why does this penguin have no nose? [Squints] Or is it a cactus.