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It was before she'd had to go to work that morning that Sin had dropped Luse off at the shop; not because she expected anyone there to babysit him, but because she was more than confident in his ability to take care of himself. She'd even let him take his sewing basket with him, which was bigger than he was - she'd put it on the topmost shelf so he could have all advantage.

Of course once she'd left, he'd found it necessary to look over the place, see what was new, what wasn't, and to just take a good look around. It seemed not too much had changed; as always, it was likely those who had also been born here who had changed, instead of the scenery. But since he didn't have a way to prove that...

Lusiphur crawled back to the sewing basket to open it, and work on a jacket that he had been making for the past few days. It would have been much easier, he mused, if he'd had opposable thumbs, instead of having to hand stitch each and every painful bit using three of his legs to keep a good grip on the needle.

Rogue himself was on his way to the shop, and he slipped in just as Sebastian finished another round of beats. His eyes took in Lusiphur and Seb both, and he drew out his notepad, where he'd been jotting down medical information about all of his fellow Velvets. Now, here was a chance to actually get the CORRECT and COMPLETE information from the sources themselves. Examinations! Getting the two to agree to them, however, was going to prove a bit of a puzzle. A challenge. But Rogue was always up for a challenge. He smiled at Eek, always by his side nowadays, and started forward.

"Lusiphur! Sebastian! How are you two doing today?" he asked, conversationally.

He wouldn't bring up anything about checkups until later. He could wait. But he DID want to get the information soonish. The quicker he completed these records, the better.

"Seb, that sounds amazing. I can't do anything like that. You've got some real talent there."

Not a shallow comment, either. Rogue was musically impaired.

"Luse? Is that really you? It's been a LONG time... and WOW... look at that jacket... Did you do that? All of it? Who's it for?"

Admiration. And he really did. Rogue, for lack of a better term, was an economic disaster. His strengths lie in medicine, science, and art. Not much else.

Well, it seemed he had an audience, he though to himself, his fur bristling a bit with pride. He was always happy to perform for others, Shiara had even gone so far as to say he might end up a singer, once he had a voice to sing with that is. He sensed that she was using the comment as some sort of jibe at him concerning singers and big egos. But ego or no, he knew his heart was in the music, in the instruments. He looked forward to being able to play real drums and maybe even try out electric guitar, but one needed fingers for that.

Though the squirrel, he believed he was named Rogue, had true admiration in his voice, Seb sensed he might have some sort of ulterior motives in the way that he was eying him and the spider that he had addressed as Lusipher. He didn't do much, although his tail did twitch once or twice in mild agitation. He shook his head to clear his mind, and tried one of the more complicated, upbeat rhythms that Shiara had shown him. He still wasn't as fast as she had been, her hands almost a blur, but he was getting better. Despite the slowed tempo, you could tell that this was where Seb was at home at, this was his element.

Rogue moved into the place, and sat somewhere out of the way, watching the both of them. Quietly, he took out a notepad, and began writing on it, listening to the beat - tapping his tail in time to it - and wondering why Luse seemed so... was the word 'depressed'?

"How have you two been? It's a pretty nice coincidence to run into you. I was hoping to. You see, I'm trying to make medical files on all the rest of us, and..."

He held up his notepad.

"I sort of don't have a lick of information on either of you - So... Yes, I do actually have an ulterior motive. But it's not a bad one."

((OOC: just remember guys, Seb is still in his animal stage, just fyi))
Seb wasn't a stranger to doctors, and he knew one thing, no one was sticking a thermometer up his butt. He sat down as though to demonstrate this point, wrapping his tail around himself. He did however note the spider's approval of his music. He nodded his thanks, playing a short, energetic, but almost prideful round of beats as he purred slightly in pleasure.

It had been some time since Lusiphur's animal stage...he wondered idly a moment if he remembered how he had communicated in those days, swaying mildly or brushing his front legs together depending on the reaction he'd wanted to give...oh yes, even if he didn't understand each and every bristle that the cat's fur gave, he understood overall what he or she was saying with their body language.

Lusiphur's work was paused when Rogue pulled his arm into hand and blinked slightly before tilting his head. He wasn't even sure if he had a pulse for Rogue to read...nonetheless he wasn't even sure if he wanted Rogue to know that much about him.

"I don't know. What would the examination...entail?" He was starting to use bigger words now, but that didn't mean he didn't pause before a few of them just to make sure he was using the right one. Yes, that was one of the ones Mal had taught him, and it was used correctly.

"Oh! Well, yes. I sort of expected you to ask me that." Rogue stated, clearing his throat as he read the empty chart. "It would entail me taking your temperatures, pulses, and blood pressure, getting your weight and history, and giving you a general checkup. You know - Eyes, ears, nose, throat, abdomen... all that."

As if he'd sensed Seb's protest, he turned to him, and gave a disarming smile.

"Nothing cold goes anywhere it's not supposed to go. You two are more than intelligent enough that I won't have to resort to vulgar measures to take your temperature."

That didn't sound too bad, and Shiara had to make enough doctor and vet trips as it was, with all the pets she kept. She would probably be very grateful if he could find a way to keep up with his own health. He gave a meow after Luse's was finished speaking in an attempt to say 'that goes double for me'. Even rock stars had to stay fit and Seb was no slacker.