might be a problem.

[Remy Lacroix]

so it wasn't anything new. Just the usual typical everyday happenings. Remy stumbled into the hospital. St. mungys. He was a little off beat than normal days. Kind of wobbling. He came up to the large plant and smiled widely.

"uhlo i uh.. neeeeeed ta see a doctor...." he stared at the plant in all seriousness. "ma'aaamm.... ma'ammm hellooooo" he tugged at the leaves "looooowwww" nurses these days sure were rude. he tugged at the leaves more until finally it tore off. He gasped fearfully, staring at the torn leaf at hand "your arm! oh no.. ohnonono" he tried to plaster it back onto the plant "it'll go back on... yes yeh"

[Benjamin Scott]

"Goddamn this blasted quill. To hell with you then!" Ben slammed the broken quill hard on the desk and and hurled the ink bottle across the room. The glass shattered against the door, leaving him with nothing but stained furniture. Needless to say, Ben wasn't exactly in the cheeriest mood. The day had been the longest of his life. He was constantly checking the calendar to make sure it wasn't "Bring Your Incompetent Co-worker To Work Day". Not a single person seemed to know what they were doing. He was in a building full of jackasses.

3:00 pm....it was time to go home. He practically jogged down the hallway to get to the elevator. 1...2.....3...4. He shoved an old woman to the side and squeezed into the already crowded compartment, holding his breath the entire time. Before anyone realized the door had even opened, he was already out and halfway to the exit.

ma'aaamm.... ma'ammm hellooooo

"Goddamn the timing.." He hurried to what he assumed was a happy, and pulled him away from the plant. "Snap out of it, man! Are you hurt?" he shouted into the man's ear.

[Remy Lacroix]

Remy stumbled back a bit as he was pulled from the mean nurse-lady who didn't even show any care for the.. the.. the hurted! He squinted at the guy.. or girl.. or bird. Before he could open his mouth and jumble up some more words it got really loud in his ear.

"HURT?" he repeated first shouting.. no echo. hmm. "... uhhhhhh" he tried to remember what was hurt. His head? .. no. His eye/? ... no. He went to run his hand through his hair when he saw the wooden board nailed into his hand. "Oh! yeah" he laughed and pointed at his left hand where blood was slowly dripping.

"I am hurtyful..." he stared at his hand and poked at the nail "Its stuck" he reassured the birdmanguything. WHoever he was. "iiiiiiiis needing doctor!" he shouted once more, turning his head back to the plant "Nuuurrrsseeee"