Hey everyone! Randall Boggs here….oh jeez. Just Randall heh. Anyway.
I'm…..err….sorry that I haven't posted any of my stories. Well, November…well….I think you all know why I didn't post. December, well….it's cold.
Well. One of MY new year's resolutions is to finally get back on track. I know you all missed heh heh. Of course you did. I've been holding this chapter for a while and I haven't taken a look at it, so don't blame me for any mistakes. Hmm…..wanted to say more. But then again I'm not a public speaker. Oh well. I guess I just wanted to say that I hope you all are enjoying my work. Maybe not as good as Sean's but….well…then again…..heheheheh.
Oh! Me and Sean would also like to thank Pitbulllady. Thanks. It was a little hard for me to remember my weight that long ago. Like I had to? Anyway, thanks, for that and being a fan of me, heh.
Well….read and review. And I'm glad to be back!
Chapter 17 Dimitri & Me
She closed the door after I came in. Looking at the current area, I was in a hall. A few doors were on the left and right, the one on my right led into the office. The hall ended when it came to a larger area that held a sort of dispatch area, seeming to be another office, although it wasn't surrounded by any walls. Anyway.....
The nurse, or whatever, gestured me to a scale beside the office door. "Might be easier if you got on two legs..." she suggested. I knew her, not well, so she knew I could stand on two. Getting six in the air, I stood on the metal plate. I waited for this to pass by. She looked at the weight counter on top, seeing it slow down to the pounds.
"73....." she said, writing down on a clipboard that I noticed she had. I stepped back down onto all fours as she led me down the hall. We passed the closed doors until we came to the open section I noted earlier. There was a counter in the middle of the room, halls leading out its four ends. A monster similar to Harry Luckey was answering phones calls, yes.....more than one. Still the same kind of setting, plants and a picture or two.
The nurse opened a door that was right across from it, to my left. I stepped inside and she kept the door open when she came in.
I stood in front of her as she looked back at her clipboard. "Mr. Dimitri will be with you in a moment" she said. "Thanks...." I replied, giving a slightly crooked smile. She headed out, closing the door.
I turned back to look at the room. Much like the others in this hospital section, but in a different place. To the left was, sitting slightly at a diagonal angle, was one of those bed-like things. You know, the ones you sit or lay on and it can rise and has a plastic covering. Never knew what to call it, as I particularly didn't really care.
On the right was cupboards and drawers on the wall, each containing necessary equipment for various tasks. A few other things such as a trash can, a collection of different "covers" used to examine inside the ear hanging on the wall, and a device near it that measures blood pressure. The top of the walls had a strip of Monstropolis cartoon characters, which seemed childish to me. Dimitri was an organized guy, so he had everything in its place.
Knowing that he would be here in a few minutes, I went over to the bed and sat down, as best I could, the crinkling of the plastic under me. There was no tail hole, so it was harder than you think.
Perhaps you should know a little about Dimitri. He, like many here, is a Phoenix. Well actually, he'd like to think of himself as a phoenix not the phoenix. Anyway. He wasn't a prejudice monster, which was good. He actually liked me, one of the very few who do. He's pretty nice once you get to know him. Funny thing is....he's about 137 years old. Heh....that's actually young for his age, considering he lives for 500 years. He has allot of knowledge about medicine and vaccines, which leads me to believe how he is so good at doctoring.
Dimitri is a good example that there are some monsters I can trust and who aren't against me in a racist way. He's taken care of me ever since I was out of diapers.......that is if I ever wore diapers heh.
I heard the door open and Dimitri stepped inside. As said, he is a phoenix. He is the size of an eagle (think a little taller than me), with gold plumage around the neck, a purple body, and an azure tail. His throat has a crest, and his head has a tuft of feathers. His tail was much the same. He was currently wearing the white doctor uniform, white with a large hole for his tail, with a nametag on it, also with a clipboard of his own and stethoscope around his neck.
"Well hello Randall" he said in that cheery tone of his. He was also many of the few I actually talked too. "Its great to see you again...." I said. I was regularly on my best behavior with him, as he has done allot for me. We always do a bit of small talk.
He came over, after shutting the door, taking a seat on a four-legged roller chair near the bed. "So..." he started, taking out a pen. "How's life for you?".
I locked my hands together and crossed my feet. "More or less the same....not much change" I said. He smiled, well....kinda, since he has a beak. He had a foreign accent that's for sure, but I couldn't pin it down.
"Heh.....you sure? Starting you first year of High School is bound for some changes...." he said. I chuckled. "Ha...changes huh?" I asked, not actually. "Well of course....." he started, writing something down. "Your starting to be an adult now......although your a little ahead of the rest of allot of those other monsters I've had" he said. I chuckled. I had to admit, I was more mature than the rest of the students and monsters around me. Guess I was growing up a little faster.
"Like always Mr. Dimitri....your right" I said. He smiled at that comment. "And I do mean that....one of the reasons why I enjoy seein ya" he said. I rubbed the back of my neck, feeling a bit flattered. He gave a deep breath out before talking.
"Well....lets see...." he said, snapping his ink of the pen on. I placed my hands together, leaving my bottom set to hold onto the edge of the bed. I knew he wanted to get down to business, which I had no problem with. "So....any problems of late Randall?" he asked. Well.....
"A few headaches....." I said. "Well......" he started. "It ain't serious...." I said quickly raising my hands quickly and waving at the wrist. I returned them when he checked something off. "Anything else?" he asked. I shuffled my thumbs, well.....finger anyway, and thought. There was one other thing.
"Well.....sometimes I have this rash on my scales....." I said. "Really? What do you mean?" he asked. I moving my feet in a slow waving pace, along with my tail.
"Well.......there was one on my top right arm weeks ago that was red" I said, I remembered that it DID look like a rash.
"......Anything else associated with it? Itching? Soreness?" he asked. "Actually no...." I said. He gave a slight "hm" before writing it down. "Ok.....that all?" he asked. I thought. "....Nope" I said. "Well ok....so lets see how you are...." he said, getting up.
He placed his clipboard down and went over beside me. He placed the ear pieces of the stethoscope on the sides of his head. I let my top hands join my bottom set on the edge as Dimitri rubbed his stethoscope with his suit. He knew that I was more affected to cold than others.
He placed the round end of my back, a little cold, and waited for me. I already knew the drill, so I took a deep breath in and out. He placed it slightly down, and I did it again. He did the same with the left. I moved to my chest and did the same thing. When he was finished, he wrote some things down on his clipboard.
"Anything wrong?" I asked, curiosity was part of me heh. He stopped writing and turned to me. "Not at all....your lungs are normal" he said, coming over to me. He came in front of me before turning to the wall close to my right.
Remember the collection of "covers"? Good. Setting on top of the black holder bolted to the wall was the blood pressure measurer. He took it in his feathers and went over to my left. Taking the band in, I rose my top left arm and he placed the Velcro around my arm and tapped it close tightly. I never really liked the thing, since it feels like I'm being strangled by viclers. He started pumping the bulb and it tightened even more. I gave a slight breath but could take it. Consider myself lucky it wasn't alive. After figuring my blood pressure, he took it off.
He placed it back as I rubbed my arm. "Sorry if it was tight" he said. "Its ok...." I said, stopping the rub as he wrote more on his clipboard. I was a little worried here.
You see, I do know that if you have high blood (Ecto I mean) pressure, you are very angry or under allot of stress. Ok, maybe that's not all. Anyway, if Dimitri knew how mad I was at school and orphanage, he would ask me a load of questions. Sure, he knew I was an orphan, but he doesn't know what happens there.
After finishing, he opened one of the jars on the table and took out a....well....Popsicle stick-like thing in a small package and ripped it open. After placing a claw foot on the trashcan opener and placing the package in, he came over to me.
I opened my mouth and he placed it on my forked tongue. Taking a pen lighter, sorta looks like a pen but with a light on the end, in his other feather hand, he lit it and looked inside my mouth. I was as careful as ever here. My choppers could easily cut his wing off. After seeing everything was ok, he let the thing out of my month and went back over to the clipboard. I moved my forked tongue around to get the taste of wood out of my mouth as he placed the stick in the trashcan.
"Well....no scratch and sore throat....." he said. I shrugged. "Shouldn't be anything wrong" I said. "Uh huh...." he said, coming back over to me. "But you do remember to be careful right?" he said. Dimitri always taught me that I shouldn't bite anybody unless it was really necessary. He already had explained how much jaw pressure I had. Why do you think I didn't bite Sullivan?.........Wait a minute.
"Of course....I have control...." I said, placing a hand on my chest. "Ok.....lets see...heh...if you can see...." he said. "Ok..." I said. He took the pen lighter and shinned it in my left eye, looking fast. He then did it to the other one.
Dimitri did know of my eye problem. Yes, I do have one. I can't see all that well. I didn't really know the cause. Dimitri say's its because I was born with emerald eyes and that they are harder to see in the light than other colors. Its kinda hard to explain. Light hurt my eyes. I think its "sudden light" that hurts my eyes, but a slow movement from dark to light I can handle. That's why I closed my eyes before getting in the door vault. Dark is my custom for the eyes. "Ok....no need for reflexes....." he said, making a laugh, as did I. Did I really need a reflex test?
"Lets see...." he started, picking up his clipboard, me looking at him the whole time. "Your breathings fine....blood pressure is stable.....no throat problem and you eyes.....are still the same" he said. "So I'm healthy?" I asked.
"We're not done yet Randall..." he said with a slight smirk, placing the clipboard down. "Oh....thought it was a little fast" I said. "Alrighty....now just lay down..." he said. I moved back a bit before laying back on the plastic covering. The be was big enough for my long body, even my tail.
Placing on gloves, so his talons didn't cut me, Dimitri came over. He first started testing my arms, making sure that they weren't damaged or anything like that. Letting him move the articulative parts of my arms, he found that only one of them was hurt, and you can tell which one it was.
I gave a silent "ow" as he moved my top right arm. "Hmm....." Dimitri mumbled, looking at me. "Uh...its nothing.....just hit my arm on....the bed post....." I said quickly. I hoped that he brought it. He let go of my arm and went near my head, guess he brought it.
He started to examine my head, looking at my fronds at first. "Well your fronds are becoming a nice red...." he said. "Oh...heh...thanks" I said. Dimitri was curious if I would ever find a girl, that's why he always liked commenting me on ways that I could get one. He's married and had gotten his wife thanks to his feathers. Not that I ever would ever get a girl anyway.
After that, I was wondering what he was doing. "What's this?" he asked. I felt a slight sting in the back of my head. Thinking of what it could be, I remembered. That cut Bellfree gave me two days ago would still be there.
He came back over to me and was waiting for a small explanation. I moved my hands close like a chipmunk. "Uh heh heh....I hit my head on my room wall" I answered. Well....I wasn't lying right? Right?
He shrugged. "Looks recent...but you should still patch it up...." he said, heading over to my body. He started moving his gloved feathers around my ribcage with soft pushes. "Hmm...." he said. I knew already what it was, and I couldn't say anything.
After finishing, he gave me another look. "You seem thinner Randall" he said. I tried not to act hesitated, so I just tried to think of something. "Umm...how so?" he asked. "Well....you rib cage is closer to your scales then most other monsters with longer ribcages I've seen.....and I can nearly see it with the naked eyes" he said. He was right.
"Oh...." I said. He went over to the bottom half of my body and tested my legs. They were fine of course, though a little beaten from all the walking, such as to school. He went over and took my tail in a soft grip. He pulled it up to his eyes so he could examine it.
Actually, about that. You see, pulling or gripping another monster's tail is considered physical harassment. And you can guess I have allot of those. Doctors and law enforcement are allowed too though, since doctors help examine and law enforcement needs scanning and locking your tail incase you use it to escape.
Losing a tail is considered a very terrible thing for any monster that is unable to grow it back. So, Dimitri always examined my tail carefully to see if any cuts or anything like that might have a possibility to have a tail be removed. Of course, I had nothing wrong with it, but he could tell my tail was pulled and bruised a bit, not cut.
He came over to me, saying I could sit back up. I did, looking myself over for anything else while he wrote on his clipboard. After a while, he finished, placing it under his arm as he took his gloves off, placing them in the trashcan and coming over to me.
"Ok Randall.....you healthy though I have a few recommendations" he said. "Like?" I asked. "Well....for one.....you should start eating some more.....judging from how your tail is...." he started. "Its not gonna split!?" I nearly yelled. "No no no.....its just that since you seem a little hurt in the arm, head, and tail.....I suspect your having a little trouble at school" he said.
I brought my arms together again. "......I just don't want to see you in here for surgery...." he said. I understood his concern.
"Also.....you might want to get a bit more exercise....maybe some glasses and.....I recommend you try to find some footwear....so your feet don't start getting blisters...and tell me if those rashes persist" he said. I simply nodded. "Other than that....you seem fine....or at least healthy".
"Thanks Mr. Dimitri" I kindly said, getting up and onto my four feet. Dimitri started to write something on his clipboard again. "I would also like you to take a few vitamin that the orphanage doesn't get much food supply nowadays" he said, giving me a slip of paper.
"Just take that down to the Medical Office on the first floor, he'll give you what you need" he said. I took the slip in hand, placing it in one of the bottom ones.
"Say Mr. Dimitri, I wanted to ask something before I go" I started. "Yes?". "Umm...." I started. Actually, there was allot of questions that I wanted to ask. But I just thought of the most recent one that I could think of, which wasn't what I was thinking of asking.
"Umm....did you get to read the paper today?" I asked. He instantly knew what I was talking about. "Yes.....oh....are you talking about that one article?" he asked. I nodded. It was in the paper too. "Its all wrong if you ask me......hmph for as long as I've lived, and that's pretty long mine you......you guys never seem to get a break" he said.
"I know.....I still don't understand how they feel comfortable about us in schools" I wondered. "I heard somebody made a statement....but I don't remember who....but whomever it was....he was a young monster" he said.
"Well at least someone spoke up for us" I said, heading to the door and grasping the knob. "Uh Randall". My fronds went up and I turned back. "Yes?". "This prejudice thing does seem a bit weird don't it?" he asked. I smiled, thanking he didn't ask something else.
"Sometimes I wondered why the reason is" I thought out loud. "Sorry Randall.....I may be over a hundred years old....but I can't answer that" Dimitri replied. "Guess we're not learning everything in History class" I added. "Yeah...".
After a moment. "Anyway....see you in a few weeks Randall...." he said, going back to his clipboard as I opened the door.
Out in the hall, my eyes caught the glimpse of something dark green heading into another hall. I moved a bit to my left to catch what it was, but failed. "Hmm....oh well..."
Well there you go. My return chapter. I….left out a few things that I didn't want to mention, didn't want to say heh. Anyway. I hear you humans have a….uhh…."holiday" kind of day for Monday. Sean's told me about it and well…..as a matter a fact, I was writing a chapter that had to deal with my race's….well "work". So next chapter, you'll see me and Strife meet up and a…well…an "aquaintance" of mine heh. Oh! And….I think me and Sean are going to be putting in another installment of my past soon, when I'm heh heh….you'll see.
Oh…and to C.D. Anders……who are you? Don't answer.
