Capricorn Skit #1 Nico walked into the infirmary. His red hair smoothly dancing behind him. He sat down on a chair and pursed his lips and sighed staring at the other man. Christopher turned to him after setting down a vile. "Yes?" "I-I...We need t' talk." "Sure, lay it on." "I think something is wrong...it's about Kira..." "Is she hurt?" Christopher asked instinctively, immediately going through medical preparations in his head. He was almost robotic in the way that he thought when the situation would arise, cramming any emotion he had to the away. "Um, guess ya could say that. But not hurt on the outside," Nico continued, finding the situation hard to say. He ran his hand through the back of his hair. "Internal bleeding? Did she fall? Or get a blood clot some how?" Chris moved to gather supplies. "No, not like that. In her head… n' her heart I think? I dunno." "It could be altitude if she was at the lookout, or if she exerted too much energy," Chris sighed boorishly, not making a lick of sense to Nico. He sighed in frustration to the foreign talk. "Maybe the heat has been getting her a little worked up. I told you that her skin needs to get accustomed to it." "Damn it, Doc. Just shut it and listen! Not like she's going to die; not that kind a hurt. It's like, she's in pain but she won't tell me what it is. Gotta crazy nightmare thing; nearly tore my skin off because of it," he explained, narrowing his glare on the doctor. Did Chris finally understand what he was trying to tell him? Christopher looked puzzled. "Ripped your skin off? Like Xavier? Does she 'sleep-attack' people?" "N-no! No! You see she was lookin' like she was scared, sleepin' though. So I put her in m' bed! She just hugged me...T-that's all!" The young adult stuttered. He blushed a deep pink. It was rare to see the play boy get worked up. Like a unicorn. Magical and unexpected. "Oh," he squeaked, promptly putting away his supplies. Holding back laughter. "Oh, I see." Chris leaned against the counter opposite to Nico and reaching for the back of his neck. "So?" Nico's face was like a tomato. " So what?" "you didnt happen to...have...THAT with her did you?" His green eyes widened and he started to protest. "Um, well, while she was j-just hugging me—Shut up, Chris!" Nico shot him with sharp eyes yet continued regardless of the laughter. "Anyway! She started counting to ten. I'm pretty sure she was counting her fingers, making sure they were all there." "Were they?" "Were they what?" "All there?" "Idiot, of course they were all there!" Nico groaned, scrubbing his face. Then slapped his forehead. Christopher was so dense sometimes! He actually looked serious as he said that. The pain of talking to him. The sun kissed doctor smiled, closed his eyes and shook his brown hair. "Well maybe you should just talk To her."