Sugery?

T-154 Lanca Expert Rank up
Word Count: 764

... Well. This wasn't exactly great.  Lanca was quiet as he stared down at the x-ray in his hands. His arm was, a bit beat up in it he had to admit. It was hanging at a rather poor angle and had been broken! There was no doubt about that. "...mmmm. Mhmm.." He gave a series of small quiet hums while lifting it up to stare at it that little bit closer. Peering at the multiple fractures that spanned the length of the bone. How many times now had it been broken? And always in the same place too. "Yeah. No" He put the x-ray down. "I don't do surgeries, they're fine most of the time. If my arm ever stops working entirely then I'll come back and let you know~"

 

He was sitting across from Celeste. While most of the time they were a quite famous fashion designer, sometimes they served to help patch up any injuries that perhaps might not have been obtained during legal endeavors. That was the case for right now. Things had gone haywire for Lanca and before he knew it he was being looked over by Celeste- and now they were saying he needed surgery and looking at him like he'd lost his mind. Sure, it was hanging weird. He'd just shove it back in place, wrap it in a caste then leave it be! It would all work out!!

 

"They... are not. You'll be fine, it's just a small surgery." 

 

Lanca didn't make any more eye contact with Celeste at that. He kept his gaze wandering to look anywhere else but at that man or at the x-rays. Shirts? cool. Oh look at all those buttons celeste had in the corner. That was neat. Buttons seemed out of fashion though, Lanca preferred zippers personally. Or velcro! Or magnets. Anything but buttons that always seemed to get stuck on everything. Slowly though, he did look back to the man that wanted him to be put under a knife.

 

Celeste was sounded like it should be obvious that things were not in fact fine and Lanca did look back down at the x-ray.  It did look pretty bad didn't it. but that didn't mean he should be getting any kind of surgery. "You've never even known there was a problem until recently? I'd say that makes this, them not being fine, the rarity and they'll just get better-"

 

"I've never done an X-ray. There's tons of micro fractions and abrasions- the whole integrity of some of your bones are entirely fucked." 

 

Ah. Lanca trailed off as they pointed this out. "Mmmmm..." Again he gave a small and doubtful hum. Yeah, okay. So. That was definitely very bad and if he didn't let them work on him things would only get worse- but.  "Who needs integrity?" Smiling at Celeste Lanca pushed himself up. He didn't need this, nope! He would be fine and his gaze locked on the door as he turned to try and march towards it. 

 

He needed to get out of here before Celeste could push any more, while they usually were pretty relaxed with him there was no doubt that the X-ray revealed a lot worse injury than either of them were comfortable with. 

 

"Ok, no problem! I'll just call Al and tell him you're refusing treatment and that you got beat up."

 

... Ah fuck. Lanca's movements at the doorway stopped and he turned to stare back at the small pink man. They looked awfully smug for a moment, sipping on the drink they had for this conversation and seeing the look of betrayal they just smiled. Lanca wasn't coming back, and so Celeste reached down to start to get out Al's number. He did so slowly, deliberately, giving Lanca every opportunity to return and rather grudgingly he did so.

 

The dark haired man wasn't really scared of much, but he never liked the thought of having surgery and it rubbed him the wrong way. Sitting back down the phone was put back away and he fidgeted where he sat. Shifting back and forth on the chair in clear discomfort before he had gave a very half hearted smile in Celeste's direction. "I'm going to be put under right? Like, you're going to make me completely fucking unconscious." 

 

"Unless you'd prefer to be awake?"

 

"I'd really rather not."

 

Celeste laughed a little at that, standing up and wandering over to Lanca to pat him on the shoulder. "Then yes! It'll be a quick and easy procedure Lanca, we're just going to reinforce things for ya. That's all."