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Alveric: /* A Bad Case of Photosensitivity */

2011-08-06T02:00:05Z

A Bad Case of Photosensitivity

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	That evening, the U.S.S. Hartford slid into port. Justin's shore leave started the next morning. Ed's didn't until the ~~next~~ day. When he saw his friend at the hotel breakfast bar, Ed was shocked. "Damn bro'! You are burnt to a crisp!"		That evening, the U.S.S. Hartford slid into port. Justin's shore leave started the next morning. Ed's didn't until the day after that. When he saw his friend at the hotel breakfast bar, Ed was shocked. "Damn bro'! You are burnt to a crisp!"

	"I know. I know. The sunblock didn't help." Justin was hunched over and winced at even the slightest movement. His skin was fire-engine red. His eyes, covered with sunglasses. "That ain't my only problem." He removed his sunglasses. Ed choked and dropped a forkful of pancake in his lap. Instead of their usual brown, Justin's irises were golden and his pupils, vertical slits.		"I know. I know. The sunblock didn't help." Justin was hunched over and winced at even the slightest movement. His skin was fire-engine red. His eyes, covered with sunglasses. "That ain't my only problem." He removed his sunglasses. Ed choked and dropped a forkful of pancake in his lap. Instead of their usual brown, Justin's irises were golden and his pupils, vertical slits.
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	In Justin's room, Ed pulled out the phone-book and started leafing through it. Justin stripped off his shirt, wetted down a towel and ~~drapped~~ it over his sore shoulders. Next, he laid himself down on his bed and sighed, "Man, my life really sucks right now."		In Justin's room, Ed pulled out the phone-book and started leafing through it. Justin stripped off his shirt, wetted down a towel and draped it over his sore shoulders. Next, he laid himself down on his bed and sighed, "Man, my life really sucks right now."

	"Did you save the bottle?"		"Did you save the bottle?"
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	"The hell I can't!" Ed tried to shove Justin out of the way, but more flesh slid off revealing more golden scales. Horrified, he leapt backwards onto the couch and danced a frightened jig. "Ogod-ogod-ogod don't hurt me!"		"The hell I can't!" Ed tried to shove Justin out of the way, but more flesh slid off revealing more golden scales. Horrified, he leapt backwards onto the couch and danced a frightened jig. "Ogod-ogod-ogod don't hurt me!"

	"I'm not going to hurt you!" Justin roared. There was a 'pop' and a leathery wig erupted from his left shoulder. Ed's eyes rolled back in his head~~, then~~ he collapsed backwards onto the couch.		"I'm not going to hurt you!" Justin roared. There was a 'pop' and a leathery wig erupted from his left shoulder. Ed's eyes rolled back in his head before he collapsed backwards onto the couch.

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Alveric at 17:11, 5 August 2011

2011-08-05T17:11:17Z

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Alveric at 17:09, 5 August 2011

2011-08-05T17:09:39Z

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	== A Bad Case of Photosensitivity ==		== A Bad Case of Photosensitivity ==

Alveric: /* A Bad Case of Photosensitivity */

2011-08-05T17:04:22Z

A Bad Case of Photosensitivity

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	"Well, right now, I'm feeling kinda feverish. I'm gonna go up to my room and lay down for a bit. Why don't you go through the local phone-book. When I feel better, if you've no prospects yet, we'll go out and find a doc the same way we found the last one."		"Well, right now, I'm feeling kinda feverish. I'm gonna go up to my room and lay down for a bit. Why don't you go through the local phone-book. When I feel better, if you've no prospects yet, we'll go out and find a doc the same way we found the last one."

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	In Justin's room, Ed pulled out the phone-book and started leafing through it. Justin stripped off his shirt, wetted down a towel and drapped it over his sore shoulders. Next, he laid himself down on his bed and sighed, "Man, my life really sucks right now."		In Justin's room, Ed pulled out the phone-book and started leafing through it. Justin stripped off his shirt, wetted down a towel and drapped it over his sore shoulders. Next, he laid himself down on his bed and sighed, "Man, my life really sucks right now."
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	"Yep. I'm not totally stupid. It's in the night-stand drawer."		"Yep. I'm not totally stupid. It's in the night-stand drawer."

	Ed took the bottle out and looked it over. It still had a bit of green sludge on the bottom. "That's good." Taped to ~~its~~ front was some card-stock with ''Sang Drac Au'' printed above the warning. "Whadda you suppose that means?" asked Ed, but Justin was already snoring.		Ed took the bottle out and looked it over. It still had a bit of green sludge on the bottom. "That's good. They might could use that to figure out what it is." Taped to the bottle's front was some card-stock with ''Ext Sang Drac Au'' printed above the warning. "Whadda you suppose that means?" asked Ed, but Justin was already snoring.

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	Ed went down the list of local physicians in Alphbetical order. He had gotten to the H's when Justin moaned and tossed about, then settled down again with his back to the wall. Ed continued calling and was in the L's when he heard a sound that made him look up. It was a tearing sound, follwed by a moist plop.		Ed went down the list of local physicians in Alphbetical order. He had gotten to the H's when Justin moaned and tossed about, then he settled down again with his back to the wall. Ed continued calling and was in the L's when he heard a sound that made him look up. It was a tearing sound, follwed by a moist plop.

	"Justin, you OK?"		"Justin, you OK?"
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	"I'm not going to hurt you!" Justin roared. There was a 'pop' and a leathery wig erupted from his left shoulder. Ed's eyes rolled back in his head, then he collapsed backwards onto the couch.		"I'm not going to hurt you!" Justin roared. There was a 'pop' and a leathery wig erupted from his left shoulder. Ed's eyes rolled back in his head, then he collapsed backwards onto the couch.

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	Ed woke up some time later to a damp washcloth swabing his face. The room was darkened, but Ed could see that the damp washcloth was held in a golden-scaled claw.		Ed woke up some time later to a damp washcloth swabing his face. The room was darkened, but Ed could see that the damp washcloth was held in a golden-scaled claw.
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	"OK, you ready? You gotta see this!" Justin clomped over to the window and opened the curtain. "Tah dah!" The sunlight streamed in to reveal an eight foot golden dragon with a long snout, horns and leathery wings. Its scales shone like twenty-one karat gold coins.		"OK, you ready? You gotta see this!" Justin clomped over to the window and opened the curtain. "Tah dah!" The sunlight streamed in to reveal an eight foot golden dragon with a long snout, horns and leathery wings. Its scales shone like twenty-one karat gold coins.

	"Oh maaaan, you're f**ked up."		"Ohh maaaan, you're f**ked up."

	"F**ked up!" Justin managed to look disgusted and put his claws on where his hips might have been. "Is that what you think? I feel great! Lookie this!" Justin swallowed and belched. A softball-sized gobbit of fire poofed out and scortched the wallpaper. "Neat huh? I can do a lot better, but I don't wanna burn the place down!"		"F**ked up!" Justin managed to look disgusted and put his claws on where his hips might have been. "Is that what you think? I feel great! Lookie this!" Justin swallowed and belched. A softball-sized gobbit of fire poofed out and scortched the wallpaper. "Neat huh? I can do a lot better, but I don't wanna burn the place down!"

Alveric: /* A Bad Case of Photosensitivity */

2011-08-05T16:52:17Z

A Bad Case of Photosensitivity

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	Justin grabbed his cap, the only part of his uniform that he could still wear, and opened the window. "See ya there!" He gave a clawed thumbs up and leapt.		Justin grabbed his cap, the only part of his uniform that he could still wear, and opened the window. "See ya there!" He gave a clawed thumbs up and leapt.

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Alveric: /* A Bad Case of Photosensitivity */

2011-08-05T16:48:54Z

A Bad Case of Photosensitivity

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	"They're not gonna let you on board like that! Security'll blow your shit away!"		"They're not gonna let you on board like that! Security'll blow your shit away!"

	"They can try." Justin grinned toothily. "But that's where you can help."		"They can try." Justin grinned toothily. "But that's where you can help. I want you to go first and tell the Master Chief what happened to me."

			"He'll have me locked up for reporting drunk."

			"Not when they see me sauntering up a few minutes after."

			"You're bug-eyed crazy. And what then?"

			"What then? Do you think for a moment that the Navy can't use an eight-foot-tall, sixteen-foot-long, flying, fire-breathing, golden f**king dragon! I gotta whole new future in the Navy! I can't let this opportunity go to waste! It might wear-off eventually!"

			"What if it doesn't?"

			Justin shrugged, knocking over a lamp with a wing. "So what? I feel great! And I look magnificent! Why, chicks would..."

			"Would what?"

			"You gotta point there. Well, they'll think of something. And what do you think I should do? Curl-up in a ball and cry?"

			"True, you might as well make the best of it."

			"So, you'll help?"

			"Sure. How we gonna get there? You won't fit in a cab."

			"I'll fly in as close as I can, then hide til you show up."

			"Sounds like a plan."

			Justin grabbed his cap, the only part of his uniform that he could still wear, and opened the window. "See ya there!" He gave a clawed thumbs up and leapt.

Alveric: /* A Bad Case of Photosensitivity */

2011-08-05T16:16:04Z

A Bad Case of Photosensitivity

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	That evening, the U.S.S. Hartford slid into port. Justin's shore leave started the next morning. Ed's didn't until the next day. When he saw his friend at the hotel breakfast bar, Ed was shocked. "Damn bro'! You are burnt to a crisp!"		That evening, the U.S.S. Hartford slid into port. Justin's shore leave started the next morning. Ed's didn't until the next day. When he saw his friend at the hotel breakfast bar, Ed was shocked. "Damn bro'! You are burnt to a crisp!"

	"I know. I know." Justin was hunched over and winced at even the slightest movement. His skin was fire-engine red. His eyes, covered with sunglasses. "That ain't my only problem." He removed his sunglasses. Ed choked and dropped a forkful of pancake in his lap. Instead of their usual brown, Justin's irises were golden and his pupils, vertical slits.		"I know. I know. The sunblock didn't help." Justin was hunched over and winced at even the slightest movement. His skin was fire-engine red. His eyes, covered with sunglasses. "That ain't my only problem." He removed his sunglasses. Ed choked and dropped a forkful of pancake in his lap. Instead of their usual brown, Justin's irises were golden and his pupils, vertical slits.

	"What the f**k happened to your eyes man!"		"What the f**k happened to your eyes man!"
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	"You can't just go back on board like that. You'll give everyone nightmares."		"You can't just go back on board like that. You'll give everyone nightmares."

	"Of course not." Justin leaned forward and gripped his friend's arm. "You know I can't ~~see~~ the ship's doctor. You gotta help me find another one."		"Of course not." Justin leaned forward and gripped his friend's arm. "You know I can't go to the ship's doctor. You gotta help me find another one."

	"How?"		"How?"
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	"Yep. I'm not totally stupid. It's in the night-stand drawer."		"Yep. I'm not totally stupid. It's in the night-stand drawer."

	Ed took the bottle out and looked it over. It still had a bit of green sludge on the bottom. "That's good." Taped to its front was some card-stock with ''Sang Drac Au'' printed ~~on the top with~~ the warning ~~below~~."Whadda you suppose that means?" asked Ed, but Justin was already snoring.		Ed took the bottle out and looked it over. It still had a bit of green sludge on the bottom. "That's good." Taped to its front was some card-stock with ''Sang Drac Au'' printed above the warning. "Whadda you suppose that means?" asked Ed, but Justin was already snoring.

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	"Justin, you OK?"		"Justin, you OK?"

	"Yeah, feel better." Justin stretched. There was another rip. "What the hell!" Justin reached behind himself and pulled up a golden scaly tail.		"Yeah, feel better, I think." Justin stretched. There was another rip. "What the hell!" Justin reached behind himself and pulled up a golden scaly tail.

	The phone fell from Ed's nerveless fingers. "I'm gettin' the f**k outta here!" He was up and at the door in three steps, but Justin was there first, sloughing off slabs of sunburnt flesh.		The phone fell from Ed's nerveless fingers. "I'm gettin' the f**k outta here!" He was up and at the door in three steps, but Justin was there first, sloughing off slabs of sunburnt flesh.
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	"I'm not going to hurt you!" Justin roared. There was a 'pop' and a leathery wig erupted from his left shoulder. Ed's eyes rolled back in his head, then he collapsed backwards onto the couch.		"I'm not going to hurt you!" Justin roared. There was a 'pop' and a leathery wig erupted from his left shoulder. Ed's eyes rolled back in his head, then he collapsed backwards onto the couch.

	Ed woke up some time later to a damp washcloth swabing his face. A damp washcloth held by a golden-scaled claw.		Ed woke up some time later to a damp washcloth swabing his face. The room was darkened, but Ed could see that the damp washcloth was held in a golden-scaled claw.

			"How's that? Feelin' better now?" The voice was deep and raspy, but clearly Justin's.

			Ed whimpered.

			"C'mon Edgar! Don't flake out on me! I need you!"

			Ed sighed and sat up. Justin was a shadowy form standing next to the bed.

			"OK, you ready? You gotta see this!" Justin clomped over to the window and opened the curtain. "Tah dah!" The sunlight streamed in to reveal an eight foot golden dragon with a long snout, horns and leathery wings. Its scales shone like twenty-one karat gold coins.

			"Oh maaaan, you're f**ked up."

			"F**ked up!" Justin managed to look disgusted and put his claws on where his hips might have been. "Is that what you think? I feel great! Lookie this!" Justin swallowed and belched. A softball-sized gobbit of fire poofed out and scortched the wallpaper. "Neat huh? I can do a lot better, but I don't wanna burn the place down!"

			"What're you gonna do though? Your leave's up in three hours?"

			"I'm gonna report for duty of course. I sure as hell ain't gonna go AWOL, I'm due for a promotion next month."

			"They're not gonna let you on board like that! Security'll blow your shit away!"

			"They can try." Justin grinned toothily. "But that's where you can help."

Alveric: /* A Bad Case of Photosensitivity */

2011-08-05T03:44:29Z

A Bad Case of Photosensitivity

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	"Yep. I'm not totally stupid. It's in the night-stand drawer."		"Yep. I'm not totally stupid. It's in the night-stand drawer."

	Ed took the bottle out and looked it over. It still had a bit of green sludge on the bottom. "That's good." Taped to its front was some card-stock with ''~~Sanguinus Draconis Aurelis~~'' printed on the top with the warning below."Whadda you suppose that means?" asked Ed, but Justin was already snoring.		Ed took the bottle out and looked it over. It still had a bit of green sludge on the bottom. "That's good." Taped to its front was some card-stock with ''Sang Drac Au'' printed on the top with the warning below."Whadda you suppose that means?" asked Ed, but Justin was already snoring.

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	Ed went down the list of local physicians in Alphbetical order. He had gotten to the H's when Justin ~~began to moan~~ and ~~toss and turn~~, then ~~settle~~ down again with his back to the wall. Ed continued calling and was in the L's when he heard a sound that made him look up. It was a tearing sound, follwed by a moist plop.		Ed went down the list of local physicians in Alphbetical order. He had gotten to the H's when Justin moaned and tossed about, then settled down again with his back to the wall. Ed continued calling and was in the L's when he heard a sound that made him look up. It was a tearing sound, follwed by a moist plop.

	"Justin, you OK?"		"Justin, you OK?"

	"Yeah, feel better." Justin stretched. There was another rip. "What the hell!" Justin reached behind himself and pulled up a scaly tail.		"Yeah, feel better." Justin stretched. There was another rip. "What the hell!" Justin reached behind himself and pulled up a golden scaly tail.

	The phone fell from Ed's nerveless fingers. "I'm gettin' the f**k outta here!" He was up and at the door in three steps, but Justin was there first, sloughing off slabs of sunburnt flesh.		The phone fell from Ed's nerveless fingers. "I'm gettin' the f**k outta here!" He was up and at the door in three steps, but Justin was there first, sloughing off slabs of sunburnt flesh.
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	"You can't leave me like this man!" Justin rasped.		"You can't leave me like this man!" Justin rasped.

	"The hell I can't!" Ed tried to shove Justin out of the way, but more flesh slid off revealing golden scales. Horrified, he leapt backwards onto the couch and danced a frightened jig. "Ogod-ogod-ogod don't hurt me!"		"The hell I can't!" Ed tried to shove Justin out of the way, but more flesh slid off revealing more golden scales. Horrified, he leapt backwards onto the couch and danced a frightened jig. "Ogod-ogod-ogod don't hurt me!"

	"I'm not going to hurt you!" Justin roared. There was a 'pop' and a leathery wig erupted from his left shoulder. Ed's eyes rolled back in his head, then he collapsed backwards onto the couch.		"I'm not going to hurt you!" Justin roared. There was a 'pop' and a leathery wig erupted from his left shoulder. Ed's eyes rolled back in his head, then he collapsed backwards onto the couch.

	Ed woke up some time later to a damp washcloth swabing his face. A damp washcloth held by a golden-scaled claw.		Ed woke up some time later to a damp washcloth swabing his face. A damp washcloth held by a golden-scaled claw.

Alveric: /* A Bad Case of Photosensitivity */

2011-08-04T20:25:54Z

A Bad Case of Photosensitivity

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	Ed went down the list of local physicians in Alphbetical order. He had gotten to the H's when Justin began to moan and toss and turn~~. He~~ then ~~settled~~ down again with his back to the wall. Ed continued calling and was in the L's when he heard a sound that made him look up. It was a tearing sound, follwed by a moist plop.		Ed went down the list of local physicians in Alphbetical order. He had gotten to the H's when Justin began to moan and toss and turn, then settle down again with his back to the wall. Ed continued calling and was in the L's when he heard a sound that made him look up. It was a tearing sound, follwed by a moist plop.

	"Justin, you OK?"		"Justin, you OK?"
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	"The hell I can't!" Ed tried to shove Justin out of the way, but more flesh slid off revealing golden scales. Horrified, he leapt backwards onto the couch and danced a frightened jig. "Ogod-ogod-ogod don't hurt me!"		"The hell I can't!" Ed tried to shove Justin out of the way, but more flesh slid off revealing golden scales. Horrified, he leapt backwards onto the couch and danced a frightened jig. "Ogod-ogod-ogod don't hurt me!"

	"I'm not going to hurt you!" Justin roared. There was a 'pop' and a leathery wig erupted from his left shoulder. Ed's eyes rolled back in his head, then he collapsed onto the couch.		"I'm not going to hurt you!" Justin roared. There was a 'pop' and a leathery wig erupted from his left shoulder. Ed's eyes rolled back in his head, then he collapsed backwards onto the couch.

			Ed woke up some time later to a damp washcloth swabing his face. A damp washcloth held by a golden-scaled claw.

Alveric: /* A Bad Case of Photosensitivity */

2011-08-04T20:20:10Z

A Bad Case of Photosensitivity

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	Ed went down the list of local physicians in Alphbetical order. He had gotten to the H's when Justin began to moan and toss and turn. He settled down again with his back to the wall. Ed was in the L's when he heard a sound that made him look up. It was a tearing sound, follwed by a moist plop.		Ed went down the list of local physicians in Alphbetical order. He had gotten to the H's when Justin began to moan and toss and turn. He then settled down again with his back to the wall. Ed continued calling and was in the L's when he heard a sound that made him look up. It was a tearing sound, follwed by a moist plop.

	"Justin, you OK?"		"Justin, you OK?"
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	"The hell I can't!" Ed tried to shove Justin out of the way, but more flesh slid off revealing golden scales. Horrified, he leapt backwards onto the couch and danced a frightened jig. "Ogod-ogod-ogod don't hurt me!"		"The hell I can't!" Ed tried to shove Justin out of the way, but more flesh slid off revealing golden scales. Horrified, he leapt backwards onto the couch and danced a frightened jig. "Ogod-ogod-ogod don't hurt me!"

	"I'm not going to hurt you!" Justin roared. There was a 'pop' and a leathery wig erupted from his left shoulder. Ed's eyes rolled back in his head ~~and~~ then he collapsed onto the couch.		"I'm not going to hurt you!" Justin roared. There was a 'pop' and a leathery wig erupted from his left shoulder. Ed's eyes rolled back in his head, then he collapsed onto the couch.