Leo wheeled Gunther into the clinic's lobby, prompting the receptionist to hurriedly bring her desk's shutters down. [color=skyblue]"Alright, Fargus, let's get your problem worked out. Meet me in room 3, I've got a specialized X-ray scanner there. Peaches and Gunther will stay here with Herschel, and keep him company."[/color]
Gunther nodded as Peaches rolled his eyes and cracked his knuckles in irritation.[b]"Hey, I'm gonna go see if they've got a snack machine here."[/b] Peaches wheeled Herschel over to the waiting area, and seated himself across from Herschel. [i]"So... how do you feel about Leo?"[/i]

In room 2, Fargus was seated on the table as Leo fiddled with the settings on the X-ray scanner. [color=skyblue]"Now, since they couldn't get a decent scan over at the hospital, I'm going to take some liberties. First up, we're going to forgo the lead apron; relax, I've got some flushers on-hand just for radiotherapy. Second, I'm gonna up the power a little bit. Just enough to let me see deeper into the bone; it won't be enough to cause any permanent damage, but you may feel a slight pain in your arm and stomach."[/color]
"Leo, what the hell are you thinking?!"
[color=skyblue]"This is a serious problem, Fargus. If we don't figure it out [i]now[/i], the consequences could be dire. Now, step into the machine."[/color]

Fargus, doubt wallowing in his mind like an alligator wallowing in a deceptively-deep river, stepped into the scanner. At the count of 3, the scanner was enabled. Fargus's immediate area was bathed in radiation, but Fargus felt no pain whatsoever. Leo stepped out of the room, to examine Fargus's scans. Leo returned, a look of confusion plastered over his face.

[color=skyblue]"I got nothing."[/color]
"What do you mean you got nothing?"
[color=skyblue]"I mean I can't see shit from your scans! All I have is a silhouette; the radiation was clearly emitted, as you can see from the backgrounds here, it's just that the area around your body caught [i]none of it![/i] It's like you were made of three feet of solid lead!"[/color]
"What the hell does that mean?"
[color=skyblue]"For starters, it means no more x-rays. Hey, you said you got an x-ray before, right? Well, what was different then that's different now?"[/color]
"Well, I was pissed as hell at you for tryin' to make me into an x-ray french fry. That's a good start, huh!?"
[color=skyblue]"I don't know how to define it, but there might be a memetic component to this radiation blocker. You didn't want to be irradiated, so you weren't. Hell, this is big news! Fargus, do you know what this means?"
"I don't [i]care[/i] what it means. Just tell me what the hell is wrong with my rib! That's what we came in here for, right?"
[color=skyblue]"Alright, fine! Well, since I [i]obviously[/i] can't get a scan of you done, I'm just going to have to explain it to you. Hold up while I get some visual aids. You're gonna like the lab skeleton I got... it's made of [i]real bones![/i]"