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The demon growled softly at Kalore to reprimand him and kissed his cheek. "Hush brat." He muttered softly until he dozed off to sleep. The demon was abit more relaxed now and hopefully he would still be like this once Kalore was up so that they could be able to talk through all this mess and then set it aside to go back to something normal. Perhaps he could even bring this up to Gambler to have Kalore never to go back to Eri no matter what debt had to be paid. If anything he would go work for Kalore and use each month as a year's worth of work. Or something like that.

After a few hours, Joker had changed out the IV bags and finally removed them after the last bag was finished. Taking abit of Kalore's blood now he checked to see that the drug was nearly out of his system, only a few doses worth remained. Though it wasn't nothing serious. The elf only needed to drink and eat something to absorb the rest.

The doctor removed the needle and placed a bandage on that spot. Leaving them again, he came back after another few hours to wake up Monty and Kalore. "Wake up. I have some important things to tell you so that you both can go back to being loud." He said, watching them.

Growling loudly, the demon wrapped his arm around the elf and dropped him back down on the pillow, grumbling. "Shut up." He muttered grumpy, ignoring Joker. Rolling his eyes, Joker sat on top of Monty and looked at Kalore. "Your almost better Kalore. All you need to do is eat and drink alot to get the rest out of your system. Once you do that and regain your strength you will be good as new. I promise." He smiled.

The demon snapped at Joker, throwing him off and sitting up with a fierce scowl. "You son of a b*tch. Your lucky Kalore said I can't kill you because that's what I want to do right now." He snarled low. Joker grinned. "Then wake up and you will know your elf is out of the danger zone. Now then, there's bread bites on a plate. Moist that up with some water so it can go down smooth if just the bread itself doesn't help." He said and stood up, picking his stuff up. "You feel anything else that might bother you so I can give you something now for it or no?"

Joker rolled his eyes. "I don't give people medication you half wit. I'm not that kind of doctor." He growled and placed a green bottle on the nightstand next to Monty. "If he throws up again, you put this in the water so that it can stay in his stomache as well as ease his throat and stomache lining. The last thing he needs if for the acids in him to burn that and his throat away. I could do throat operations but heaven help the elf if I'm not twitching on that day." He said, then placed a eye drop bottle.

"He looks chinese or something. Put two drops in his eyes to ease it some. Cover his eyes and then slowly remove them in the light gradually until he can see." He ordered. The demon nodded and pushed Kalore back gently and covered his eyes. "Will you let me do as Joker asks?" The doctor chuckled and waved to Monty. "Call me if anything happens alright? I want a report as soon as possible. While your at it, call up Gambler and tell her what's happening." He said in a serious tone as he left them alone.

"These things that Joker gave you are just potions. He makes things out of natural herbs and tests them out on his own to know what sort of affects they would have for certain illness." He kissed the elf's cheek lightly and pressed his face close to him while taking up the eye drops. "Would you like to put the eye drops on your own? It's to clear them." He murmured holding it out to Kalore's hand. "As for calling Gambler...We have to. If anything she might be able to convince Rave to have you not go back to the club if this is what's going to happen to you."

The demon snorted and rolled his eyes. "Upset at you? I think if she saw me with you, no doubt that Gambler will steal you away to protect you from me." He grumbled as he lifted Kalore's chin. "Now keep your eyes open so I can give you a drop in your eyes. It might feel odd but it's for your own good." He murmured softly. "Or would you like to not have this and just drink abit of that potion?"

Monty shook his head and let the eye drop bottle settle on the nightstand. "Joker wants you to drink water and juices and some soft bread. If your body can't hold that down then to drink a bit of the potion to help it stay down. You need the nutrients otherwise it will be slow for you to recover." He said, standing up to stretch then leaned over to kiss the elf's forehead. "Try to get the eye drops one each in the eyes and I will bring the food and drink. Afterwards, we are going to call Gambler." He said, with a stern look.

Joker returned to work after seeing to Monty and Kalore. Hopefully those things did help the elf, even though he looked seriously wary about those things he left behind. Yet what the doctor should have been more wary of was leaving his medcine in his desk drawers as he entered his large office. Closing the door and locking it so that no one would enter, which was unlikely since there wasn't anyone who worked on his lonely floor or allowed unless with special permission.

Joker walked over to the desk and sat down. Sighing some he checked his watch and nodded. It was time for him to take some of his meds to keep up his control and his twitching to a minimum. Taking a few of those pills he swallowed them and drowned them with water. Yet....Something in Joker still as he kept staring at the bottle. The pills didn't look like the one's he normally drank.

What the hell?! Joker's eyes went wide as he felt something begin to burn inside him. Clutching the opened bottle he got up from his chair making it fall back with a loud crash as he was trying to cough up the pills. It was no use, he moved quickly to towards the door only to find himself down flat on his stomache.

No noise came from him as he was trying to call out for help or for something. The pills had fallen out of the bottle to spread around him. Turning on his back the insane man was twitching and coughing up blood, knowing for a fact that he was poisoned. This wasn't good. Who the hell would do this to him?! Trying to breathe Joker's view started to blur. Then a dark figure stood over his body, unrecognizable yet the voice was definiately familiar.

"Such a pity. To become so dependent on medicine that will ultimately kill you. Such a pity." Sin drawled as he walked away from the poisoned Joker who's eyes were wide. Slowly, very slowly he was suffering in silence as the enemy left him without leaving an clues. That would have been too easy and he wasn't an easy enemy.

Joker stared as his vision turned to black, blue veins showed on his face and neck as the blood continued to flow out of his mouth. It was such a pity. No one knew that Joker had returned to the hospital and if they did, then they wouldn't bother the poor man at his work that he cherished the most.

Coming up to the bedroom with a tray of different foods for the elf, the demon set it on the bed with himself seated. On the tray was a small bowl of shreded bread, the soft part of the bread actually, then there was a small plate of chopped strawberries and another was of chopped bananas. Another was a bowl of mashed potatoes. How Joker managed to do that in the few hours he spent here was short of amazing. It was actually very nice of him.

There was a small glass of juice that the demon made for Kalore made from strawberries he knew the elf would possibly jump for. Pointing to the tray the demon went to pick up his phone to dial Gambler. Well, Monty looked at Kalore and sighed softly. "I'm going to call her alright? I think she needs to see you like this as proof." The last thing he wanted was to just call her and say these things happened just because he hated Eri. If anything, this would hopefully get Kalore away from that fiend as soon as possible and away from him forever.

Monty gave the elf a fierce glare. The someone he gave Joker. Though somehow it was a bit softened up for the elf yet it held it's purpose. "If she doesn't see evidence of your abuse at the hands of Eri, then your going to be forced to go back there." He growled. "Think of it like the courts. If there is no evidence, despite my word and yours being the truth as well as Joker witnessing all he's seen, it wouldn't be enough to prevent you from going back there."

Damn if the demon had ever considered a career change, he would have to consider entering as a lawyer because that was a good arguement. Then again the demon was good at argueing and getting his way. Flaring his nostrils a bit, he dialed Gambler's number.

The phone buzzed and buzzed and buzzed. Gambler opened one eye and started to wiggle around out of Rave's hold to get the phone. Grabbing it from her jacket, she flicked it open. "What?" The demon told her to come to his home. The boss was actually surprised that the demon called her. He barely did. It even surprised her that he asked her to come to his house. "Why? Your not going to kill me right?" She asked, blinking away sleep.

Monty growled and glared at the wall. "I would have killed you already now come here now. It has to do with Kalore." He snapped. Gambler's sleepy mind left her body as she was putting her clothes on quickly. "Alright. I'm coming over." Hanging up she looked around for her shoes. Where the hell was her shoes? Grumbling she was throwing everything in her room here and there, all of those objects flying over Rave with ease to not wake her precious man up.

Hanging up the phone, Monty went to sit down with Kalore and offered the strawberry juice. "If this doesn't help then I'm going to have you sip some water." He murmured, softening his gaze and his manners for Kalore.