Janet had a sinus infection and was a little woozy from the decongestant she was on. Which meant she would probably be a little loopy if the clinic had patients tonight.

OOC: Why, yes, the state of the character does reflect the player's mental state, and for precisely the same reason. Just FYI.

Janet came in, made a pot of coffee, and started listening to this week's radio podcasts. Maybe Crazy Squid Lady was back in town? Had there been a gremlin sighting lately?

But Liz was just acting weird today. Beyond weird. If this lasted more than 24 hours, there was possible sedation and an MRI in her future ( Read more... )

Janet was taking over for Tommy today. Hopefully, the clinic would be calm, because she had a few books she was hoping to get through while she was here. Or maybe she'd get lucky and people would visit who didn't really have clinic business.

OOC: In other words, open for interaction and for all your clinic needs. As there are no patients, I'm ( Read more... )

Doctor Coffee STAT -he so loved that nickname- was busy restocking supplies from a shipment that he just recently been dropped off.

The waiting room was filled with the scent of the Christmas Blend this morning and The Boston Pops Holiday extravaganza played throughout the whole Clinic.

Doctor is about, throw a candy cane at him if you need ( Read more... )

After a hot shower and a breakfast of toast and Lavender tea, House went into the clinic. He refilled the bowl of lollipops, all the red ones suspiciously missing ( Read more... )

Wilson wore an pensive expression as he moved around the Clinic opening it up for the day. He had quite a few things on his mind and was rolling them back and forth trying to come up on the right side of just how to approach the matters ( Read more... )

House is in the lab, running the bloodwork Wilson asked him to do. He's brought a small radio with him, so at least there's music, though it has to sit outside on the reception desk so the air waves don't interfere with the lab equiptment ( Read more... )

Elizabeth runs into the clinic.

"Hello? Dr House? Lisa?" A bit more hesitantly. "Jack? We've got an injured student in Speech class!"

Lily sits behind the reception desk, writing in a small notebook. She's tired, but glad to be out of her dorm room.