FTEC, Sunday 8/11

Aug 11, 2013 11:06

There were, thankfully, no sharks falling from the sky today during Stark's walk to J,GOB and the clinic. In fact the walk was entirely uneventful.

He set down a box of donuts (for some reasons the cupcakes hadn't appealed to him today) on the desk in front of him and settled in for the day's shift.

The alien was in, picking idly at a bearclaw, and ready to assist with your medical needs if you had any.

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