Yes I own trauma center under the knife 2 guide book (japanese) the trauma center/team series means a lot to me and one of my favorite gaming series’s ever!! Derek is my hero!!!!（≧∇≦）

"If Kasal ever gives me any shit for it I’ll dump somethin’ bad into his tea. And make sure it can’t be traced back t’me."

          "DUDE. You don't do this shit! This is where it stops being funny, you twat!" he makes a displeased face at him and crossed his arms on his chest. "I ain't saving his life after he gets the worst damn diarrhea from this!"

"Dude. I’m a fuckin’ genius. But the flamethrower thing was me testin’ out somethin’… y’know, ‘cause I’ll admit t’bein’ a bit of a pyromaniac. A’ight, so it made the alarms go of but I didn’t set the entire lab on fire.”

          "...we have a genius pyromaniac on board. GREAT. If I ever see you using my freakin' hairspray for your weird ass tests I ain't covering your ass from Kasal!"

"C’mon dude, it was only one can outta how many fuckin’ thousand? ‘Sides, I don’t need no hairspray for my hair, but ya can make into a pretty fuckin’ awesome flamethrower."

          "------...flamethrower?! Y'mean to tell me it was YOU who made that fire alarm go off at the hospital the other day!? You dumb fuck, I thought you were more clever than that!"

He winced a little but shook his head. “Ya saw nothin’, dude. ‘Cause I may be the research guy, but I’m also a fuckin’ ninja. I don’t owe ya nothin’.”

          "If you're a ninja, I'm the goddamn Santa, you piece of shit -- y'think I didn't notice you actually used that hairspray!? Lemme tell ya -- you suck at it!"

"You’re still embarrassed of me even after high school? Tyler, man, I thought we’d look back on it all and laugh!"

          "High school AND med school, you dumb fuck..." Tyler grumbled, running a hand through his hair. "One good thing that came outta it is that I quit smokin' cuz of your dumbass friend."

"We only do it ‘cause we love ya."

          "Shove it, asshole!" Tyler pouted and elbowed him in the ribs. "'Sides, preeeeeeetty sure I saw ya running off with a little somethin' of mine the other day... you OWE me for that one!"

"I can’t help but brag about you! We’ve got a history, and I’ve just gotta share the dumb things you and I did."

          "Look, I know you're not the sharpest knife in the drawer but DUDE. Talking embarassing shit about me is NOT bragging about me! That's making me look like a fuckin' loser!"

"Dude, have ya ever SEEN the broad? He don’t ever take his finger off his fuckin’ chin, so m’sayin’ it’s permanently stuck there."

          "----Pffft, that sounds about right! Ooooh, what if he has some nasty-ass thing there? It'd be kinda dumb to hide it like that tho, I mean ain't he got no surgeons to take care of it?"

"Greg Kasal superglues his finger to his chin, pass it on."

          "No. Freaking. Way!!"

Out of Research: So I got bored and made a thing.

// okie dokie I gotta head off now uvu almost two AM yeee frick timezones sobs. Goodnight everybody I had such a nice time today~!

being organized { shuya-aragaki }

No smart comments in response. Well, he really was tired, so his brain had decided to switch off a little, and as Tyler helped him out, he sighed and tried to stay awake, though everything inside was just yelling at him to go to sleep. "S’not gonna be long…" He mumbled the words, trying to support his own weight a little so Tyler wouldn’t be stumbling everywhere. For some reason he just felt as if he were out of his own head… was that because he wasn’t working? Or was it just simply his over-tired mind playing tricks on him?

     Sighing thinly at the slow pace of their progress, Tyler simply grabbed one of Victor's wrists and pulled his arm across his shoulders, walking a bit faster towards the lot. "Stay with me, man."

     Finding his car was not a hard thing to do -- who else had a Polonez in there, let alone a beige one? Sure, it was old and very, well, 'ehhh', but it drove him places, so it was good enough. Not that he could afford a better one anytime soon, anyway.

     The trip to his place was short and uneventful, and -- as taxing as it was to walk the man around -- Tyler managed to get Victor inside his flat rather swiftly, all things considered. 

     "Aaaaand here we are."