Heading into the heart of town, Tuesday morning

[honoraryphd.livejournal.com]

Victor wasn't feeling well at all. That's why he was making his way into town, intending to go to Turtle & Canary or the Magic Box or someplace to get himself more materials to try to make himself better through science, magic, dumb luck, whatever. But he would cure himself. He had no use for the clinic. He was better than that.

He was Victor von... coughing up a lung. He wasn't about to let that stop him. He trudged forward proudly if a little more slowly than he had been just recently. He was Doom. He would overcome.

He probably looked like a schmuck to anyone passing by.

[OOC: For Doom's savior!]

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[norglomofnit.livejournal.com]

Mr Von Lipwig had still in progress told her to get out and help. 'You can carry sick people to the hospital they've got set up,' he'd said, 'or whatever else they need you to do'.

This was a sick person. Her task was clear. "You're Sick," she said, stepping directly in front of him. "You Must Go To The Hospital."

[honoraryphd.livejournal.com]

"Out of my way, creature," Victor said, trying to step around Gladys. "Hospitals are pointless. I'll take care of myself."

[norglomofnit.livejournal.com]

Gladys simply moved sideways to remain in his way. "No. I Am To Carry Sick People To The Hospital. You're Sick So I Must Take You To The Hospital." Big golem arms were reaching out towards Victor as she prepared to do her job.

[honoraryphd.livejournal.com]

"No!" Victor held a hand up and fired a mystic blast at Gladys. It was weaker than what he would normally be able to pull off.

[norglomofnit.livejournal.com]

It hit. She didn't react, just looked at him blankly, arms still outstretched. "That Will Not Help. You Are Going To The Hospital."

[honoraryphd.livejournal.com]

"I will fight you until one of us can no longer move," Victor said.

And then he fell forward because the idiot had exerted himself too much.

[norglomofnit.livejournal.com]

Since that would have been Victor, his collapse just hurried the inevitable. Gladys, eyes glowing brightly, caught him before he hit the ground and picked him up.

If golems could be pleased about anything, she'd be pleased to have half her job done. But they couldn't, so she wasn't. "Now You Will Go To The Hospital."