EUDIO: IC INBOX

[harrisonwells]

"This is Dr. Harrison Wells. Leave a message. A relevant message."

text | voice | video | network un: starlabs

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[harrisonwells]

[Audible sigh]

Fine. So why call me?

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[jesses]

[ you're an authority figure ]

You're a doctor, aren't you? And if-- if it's.

[ his throat closes, he can't even say it out loud. ]

I can't risk exposing a meta-human. Please. There's only so much field treatment I can give him, and I can't take him to a hospital, I can't let strangers take him and I can't follow him in there, I can't. [ he sucks in a hard breath, furious and humiliated. ] With hospitals.

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[harrisonwells]

All right, all right.

I'm not— [He's not that kind of doctor, if there's anything seriously wrong there won't be a lot Harrison can do, but Jason knows that. That's not why he called.]

Where are you?

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[jesses]

Here. [ he texts over an address, the relief making him dizzy for a second. enough to forget himself as his mouth keeps running. ] Dick's new place, he and Jason [ yes there's another jason, his own not quite identical twin from another dimension ] are already there. He's running a fever and he keeps insisting he's fine but he collapsed and now he's saying shit that doesn't make sense and doesn't know where he is.

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[harrisonwells]

Probably just delusional from the fever. [Just, as if that's not at all worrisome. He's already standing, considering what he might bring with him, not that he knows.]

I'm not a medical doctor, Jason.

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[jesses]

I don't need someone who's gonna pat me on the head and tell me to run along to the hospital. I need someone who knows what we are.

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[harrisonwells]

Well, there is that. ...half an hour. Keep him warm.