<strong>Vern ~ Meat on the wrapper</strong><br/><br/>“Yah ain’t gonna weigh her right. Don’t waste time weighin her or stickin a thermometer up her ass she’s warm enough, just fix what the fuck is broke, Goody,” Vern grumbled.<br/><br/>The doctor noting the way the giant hovered and shifted from foot to foot the doctor took it as good advice and didn’t bother with either of the less necessary diagnostic tools.<br/><br/>Instead, Goody cleared his throat and began his bed side manner, “So how long have you had these pains?’<br/><br/>“Since she got into a scrap with a few assholes. What the Fuck???”<br/><br/>Vern put a hand on Evie’s hip. It was as gentle a touch as Vern had. He didn’t use it often with people they seemed to need something heavier to get his point across.<br/><br/>“Touch something…. listen to her howl then fix it!” Vern growled and pulled back his lips to show an impressive display of sharp pristine teeth.<br/><br/>Vern meant business. The sooner this little bitch was patched the sooner Vern could happy fuck her again. What was so hard about figuring that out?<br/><br/>“Right…Right of course,” Dr Goody replied and kept an eye on the continent size hand that covered Evie’s him.<br/><br/>It wouldn’t take much for that hand to cross the pool of flesh and destroy his entire right side. Goody had been in fights before but never with an entire continental shelf. He wasn’t about to retire on disability in the first month of his employment. He bent to work. The obvious hurts would need cleaned up with betydine and antiseptics. She’d look a little jaundice in places but she wouldn’t contract a secondary infection.<br/><br/>The Doctor turned to Moussad, he seemed the safer of the two, “Could I borrow your woman to apply antiseptics?”<br/><br/>“NO,” Moussad said firmly.<br/><br/>“Alright then!” the doctor mumbled and returned to Evie.<br/><br/>Goody turned back to assess Evie. It didn’t take long to diagnosis cracked ribs. Pain killer for that. He tapped her side. Soft tissue trauma most other places. She’s look like a Van Gogh during his blue period in two day. He reached for a 1 inch paint brush and opened the jar of antiseptic.<br/><br/>Applying it in swaths where he could find the open cuts. He had Vern turn and open her while he painted her in a drab pumpkin. He patched and sewed placed that were opened wider than necessary. There were only two places requiring stitches. The syringe then the thread.<br/><br/>He was surprisingly efficient.  He removed his gloves, tossed them in the bin then reached into his pocket. After shuffling bottles in and out for several minutes he finally held out a bottle to Vern.<br/><br/>“Three times a day until gone." Goody told Vern then looked at Evie, " You seem a smart girl, help him count won't you."<br/><br/>He looked back to Vern, "No exercise for a week. No hard floors for a week. No dips in the aquarium."<br/><br/>He gave Evie a pat on the shoulder, "Easy street for you lovie."<br/><br/>"She needs to take deep breaths. Sing and a shower once a day." he thought about it. "No fucking for a day or two."<br/><br/>Goody looked down at Evie again, "Don't get the stitches wet cat gut they'll dissolve by themselves."<br/><br/>He stepped back from Vern, "No need to bring her back unless you break her. She’s all yours.”<br/><br/>Without waiting for Vern to reply, “Next.”<br/><br/>