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[burningfree]

[Lio had never really used the video feature on his phone before, but he figured this was probably the best way to showcase his, uh, problem.

So he was laying down, with his phone pointed down at his face, and he looked absolutely miserable. His face was bright red, dark circles under his eyes, and his hair was stuck to his forehead with sweat. Anyone could tell just by looking at him that he had a nasty looking fever.]

Hey. [He swallowed, his mouth dry and his voice all nasally.] Something's wrong. I'm somehow burning hot and freezing cold at the same time, and I can't breath through my nose. I thought I was just tired this morning but it's getting worse. I think I might be dying.

[Of course, in actuality, Lio Fotia had gotten sick for the first time since childhood, and he didn't know what was going on. Galo was out at the moment, otherwise he wouldn't have bothered with a network post and would have just grabbed him, but being slightly delirious, this was his next best idea.]

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[burningfree]

[Oh thank god, proof there was an actual person on the other side of all that text and that it wasn't a fever dream conversation with a robot or something.

Lio snorted a bit at the joke about him being called 'Dave' and not 'God', glancing away.]

Hold on, did you actually mean anything you just typed, 'Dave'? Were you trying to give me a headache?

[The clinic was actually solid advice, though.]

Who's Angela?

[itsknighttime]

[[HA. Not with his brother gone there isn't, this world almost didn't survive the lack of ironic talkbots.

If anything, at least he's keeping his voice down and at an even cadence. Not that he's the type that has to raise their voice loud enough commlinks aren't a requirement to talk. He gets enough of that himself.]]

Of course I did. My sister and like three other people I know have confirmed ovaries my dude. Like I said I don't have xray vision so it's not like I can help other people confirm if they do or don't got to worry about menopause.

[[Oh no. Perhaps someone can slam the lid on that pandora's box of a question.]]

Angela?
Only one of the best medics you're going to see around this place. Not to mention a motherfucking sainted soul. This woman. This fuckin' woman, she just... fixes shit. Like you walk up in the building with your leg hanging off? So what. She's there smilin' and tellin' you it's all good and then it fucking is, y'know? There's a few other doctors, they're good, they do their thing and I ain't knockin' 'em in the least. But Angela? You're damn right she's going to fix that right up or figure out if there's something else you gotta take, do or what there is to be done. There's like, nothing she can't do given the time to do it. Sure I'm not dumb, there's always limitations to shit but... Yeah I mean that's who she is. Aptly named. She's like a fucking angel of mercy sent to this god forsaken hellhole to give us bandaids for our cuts. Except better than bandaids because re: there's nothing she can't fix in some way.

[[Yes there is, but not to Dave. She's really helped him and been the kindest person he's ever met so she never asked for this pedestal but here they are.]]

If you want I'll leave you the address of the clinic and you can mosey on down there if you get too bad.

[burningfree]

I still don't know what ovaries are...

[But any mention of that line of thought is suddenly lost, because holy shit, Lio hadn't just opened up Pandora's box, he'd ripped the goddamn thing in half. The sudden intense rambling about this 'Angela' caught Lio off guard, and he could just stare at his phone while Dave went off.

Oh god... was this what he sounded like every time he gushed about Galo? It was, wasn't it? Oh god.]

Wow... wow, it sounds like you really love this woman... [She also sounded like an honest to god medical hero, so uh, really, who could blame him?

Lio sort of had a thing for heroes, too, apparently. So he got it.]

Yeah I'll uh, I'll take the address.