Ellie had been at the clinic since yesterday. The entire time, really. She was there mostly in case extra medical staff was needed, considering the latest craziness. It had been a petty restless few days, too. She had been too anxious with worry about everyone who was missing, especially her brother.

The clinic, at least, kept her somewhat

Martha almost - almost - wished she was outside fighting, but she knew that her skills were just as needed in the clinic. No one who was injured should have been left alone with the nurses, after all.

[Open and OCD free. Sorry for the lateness, I totally overslept this morning!]

Martha hated coming into the clinic and finding patients already there, especially when they weren't there for something minor. She split her time between the inventory check she'd been planning, and checking on Raven to see if she was getting any better.

Ino was pretty sure that this was going to be a bad day if radio had been anything to go by about how many people had been in and out of the clinic last night ( Read more... )

Harley bounced into the clinic, late on her first day. Maybe nobody would notice.

That is, unless they were already injured and waiting. That would be a problem.

Katara made her way through the usual rounds and tasks at the clinic before she settled down at the front desk with the box of chocolates and some paper.

Now if she could only figure out how exactly one wrote a letter without sounding very silly.

Doogie was amazed to find an actual patient in the clinic in the morning, and he made sure to check on him before going through the rest of his Sunday routine.

Wilson was antsy in the clinic tonight. Even Phale's attempt to reassure him down hadn't done much good given what was going down and Wilson paced.

The nurse was sent back to make sure the exam rooms were prepped for about the third time and Wilson went back to his pacing, mostly just hoping that the plans worked.

The island had been invaded by dinosaurs and having to avoid being eaten on his way into the clinic had done nothing to improve Stark's mood. He much preferred Molly's friend's dinosaur from last week, who hadn't thought he was dinner. Luckily, if there was one skill Stark had mastered in the years before coming to Fandom, it was running away and ( Read more... )

Christian checked the exam rooms and was surprised to find that girl-in-a-coma had somehow turned into the not-black-and-white-hooker.

Huh.

Stranger things had happened.