Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170516204844/@comment-30655593-20170519000032

Evenson would sigh and then walk over with a drip.

Dr. Evenson:"Alright... I'm going need to see your arm for a second. This won't hurt a bit." He would then poke the drip into one of Whiskey's large veins and lay him out flat on his back.

Dr. Evenson:"Your going to need and stay here for a bit while the stable magic neutralizes the unstable magic, are you fine with that?"