It was about midday when a terrible looking Logia arrived at the Sidua Ward hospital. His long, black hair looked as though he hadn't run a comb through it in days, the dark circles around his eyes showed that he hadn't been sleeping much, and his right arm hung limply from a sling inside his dark coat.<br/><br/>The receptionist's eyes widened for a moment when she saw him, but she said nothing, simply nodding in response to his unasked question. He strolled past her desk and made his way to the door of the first of two large rooms. This room belonged to Dr. Oliga, a long time friend of his, and his unofficial physician. The room served as both her office and her exam room, and though he hadn't made an appointment with her, he knew that she would see him. And, in all likelihood, rip him a new one.<br/><br/>Without bothering to knock, he opened the door and stepped inside, to find her sitting at her desk, sorting though paperwork. He knew that she knew he was there, but she ignored him for at least a couple of minutes before she looked up at him and scowled.<br/><br/>"Well, I'd say that it was nice to see you again, but I get the feeling that I'm not going to enjoy this at all." She said in a calm voice that was completely at odds with the expression on her face. "Let's get this over with."<br/><br/>As Logia took a seat on her exam table, she tied back her green hair, grabbed some equipment and then walked over to him and removed his coat.<br/><br/>"Sorry, Doc." He said, trying not to meet her gaze. "I wasn't gonna bother you with this, since I figured it would heal on its own, but it's been a couple of days, and it's still hurting pretty bad... so the others insisted I come and see you."<br/><br/>She said nothing in response, and simply placed her hands over his arm and closed her eyes. A bright green aura appeared around her hands, and a few seconds later, she opened her eyes once again, and sighed. " It's dislocated. You may heal quickly, but your body can't very well put your shoulder back in the socket on its' own. On top of that, your hand is fractured pretty badly.<span style="font-style: italic">That</span>didn't heal because your body was too focused on the major injury. How did you manage to to deal with that much pain for two days?"<br/><br/>"Uh..." He replied nervously. "I spent a lot of time at the bar?"<br/><br/>She elven doctor sighed once again. "By Sidua. You are the biggest, most hopeless manchild I've ever met, Logia. I'll fix this for you, but I want to know exactly what you did to hurt yourself this much before I do. And then, I want you to swear never to do it again."<br/><br/>"It's really not a big deal.. I promise." He said, trying to deflect the question. "But I promise I won't ever do it aga- Owwww!"<br/><br/>His words were cut off by her squeezing his fractured hand. "Spit it out!" She yelled, continuing to apply pressure.<br/><br/>"Ahhh! Okay! Okay!" He almost screamed. "I... I punched a golem!"<br/><br/>Looking completely dumbfounded, Dr. Oliga didn't say anything. And then the pulled his arm out to his side, and punched him full force on the shoulder, which both knocked his shoulder back into place, and made him squeal like a little girl.<br/><br/>"Now get out!" She yelled at him, walking back to her desk.<br/><br/>"But... aren't you gonna heal my arm?" He asked with watery eyes as he stood from the table.<br/><br/>"No! It'll heal on its own now." She replied, still annoyed, but with her voice becoming calm again. " Let that pain be a reminder that you're not indestructible. And keep that in mind the next time you decide to punch a two ton block of living stone."<br/><br/>And with that, she waved her hand in the direction of the door, which opened on its own. With their conversation apparently finished, Logia grabbed his coat with his good arm, hesitantly waved goodbye to her, and left the room. He turned back to thank her, but the door slammed in his face.<br/><br/>Sighing, he left the hospital, and began the walk back to the Concilio Ward. His guild had finally managed to earn a Guild Hall, and they were going to be moving things in and decorating today. The fact that he would need to help with that was the only reason he had been brave enough to go and see the doctor. His arm still hurt, but he could tell it was already starting to heal itself, so he was in high spirits when he arrived back at the new Hall. The fact that the double doors in front were already open told him that someone had beat him there.