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[atrophied]

[ Forward dated a few hours: ]

Good morning, fellow castle-bound brethren. A note. Unless you are actually bleeding out of extra orifices, your eyes are melting or your skin is peeling away from your bones, the clinic is closed. We're not equipped to treat pathetic whining.

If anyone has a problem with that, we don't care.

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Comments

[assassino]

I have a girlfriend for that! And rest assured, she at least knows I am not an addict.

[molotov]

And since when do you listen to anything any of your girlfriends tells you?

[assassino]

Since always.

[molotov]

[This is just a disbelieving snort.]

[assassino]

Molotov, I gain nothing by lying to you. Just stop disrupting so that the doctor can supply me what is necessary.

[molotov]

He is not going to give you opium or heroin, Ezio.

[assassino]

Go away, I am here to speak to Dr. House.

[molotov]

I do not care, he still is not giving you drugs. House is not some back-alley Renaissance quack, he is an actual doctor. Not a dealer.

And he likes me better than you, so which one of us do you think he will listen to?

[assassino]

Me, because this is about my need for a doctor, not yours.

[molotov]

Doctors do not give out opium, idiot, and there is nothing medically wrong with you. House, where are you? Please come tell Idiotore that you are not going to give him opium.

[assassino]

For fuck's sake, Molotov.