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Characters: Dionysus, Ariadne and Asclepius
Date/Time: August 17th
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Rating: TBA
Warnings: None yet, but could be language, medical TMI...
Summary: Dio's suffering withdrawal, and Ari's hoping the Good Doctor can help...

Ariadne wondered if she should have thought better of this. Dionysus wasn't her responsibility in this lifetime, and she'd never had any intention of letting him be a liability either. Still, they'd had a connection in the long-ago past, and if no one else was going to step up when he needed someone, it might as well be her.

For that reason only had she let him come see her and stay with her, and bring him to Asclepius's home the next day. she only hoped that the doctor could help.

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He hadn't said much when he arrived at Ariadne's place-- his teeth were chattering far too hard for words to be easily understood, and shivers rippled through his body like tides. These shivers made his feet go different directions as he walked up to Asclepius' house, requiring Ariadne to keep a firm hand on his arm as they walked.

Asclepius came promptly once the bell rang. He looked at the two of them in surprise.
"What brings you here?" he asked.

"It's..." he began, but had to stop as the shivers took him over for a few seconds. "I... I drank something I shouldn't. In Faerie."

Ascelpius sighed and swore under his breath.
"All right, you'd better come in. I'll see what I can do," he said, opening the door wider.

"Didn't anyone warn you about taking refreshments in Faerie?"

"Take a number," he stammered out as a new spasm of shivering wracked him, "and get behind Titania." He put out a shaking hand against the wall for support.

Asclepius carefully guided them inside, leading them into the living room.
"All right, have a seat... Is it just a withdrawal?"

He collapsed onto the nearest available sitting-like surface without looking to see if it was occupied, or even appropriate to sit on.
"I just, I just, I WANT it, I want it again, and again, and again..." He trailed off into chattering teeth.

Asclepius nodded sympathetically.
"Sounds like withdrawal, all right," he said, "Sorry, lad, I'm afraid that's something that can't simply be healed. Be a lot easier if I could, but sadly, no. All I can do is maybe give you some things to help abate the symptoms."

"Gimme, gimme," he said in a quivery voice, looking up at Asclepius with wide-staring eyes.

"Wait here." Asclepius got up and left the room, presumably to go and fetch the medicine.

Ariadne reached over and held Dionysus's hand.
"Hey, he knows what he's doing. You're going to be okay," she said, trying to reassure him.

He grasped Ariadne's hand tightly, then clasped it between both of his own hands. "Promise?" he asked in a small scared voice.

"Would I lie to you?" she asked.

He nodded in understanding, then held on to her hands desperately as another spasm passed through him. "Thank... thank you for bringing me here," he said.

She shrugged.
"Hey, someone's got to keep you out of trouble," she said. "Looks like I'm the one for the job."

This actually got a smile out of him, though it was gone quickly. "Looks like... nobody can keep me out of trouble," he half-whispered. He tried to chuckle, but it came out sounding curdled.

"Only because you don't let anyone try," she countered gently.

"Because getting into trouble is fun," he said, trying to play it off as light-hearted and failing miserably.
He coughed as another spasm of shivering passed over him. "But this time... this time, I think I fucked up bad..."

"Can't say you weren't warned. Hopefully you'll walk away from this a little wiser," she said, "But you've got support until you can."

"I still do appreciate it," he said.

About this time, Asclepius returned, carrying a syringe filled with clear liquid.
"Hold still, if you will," he said, and delivered the shot into Dionysus's forearm. "That should help calm the nerves firing. Also..." He pulled a slip of paper from his pocket. "I'm prescribing you a mild antidepressant. It should bring your serotonin and dopamine levels better into line and reduce the power of the cravings."

"Hopefully that'll help," Ariadne said softly.

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