Somehow the clinic smelled like jello.

Tommy was not pleased.

Christian checked on Joxer, relieved that the clinic wasn't full of kids again. Then again, with the workshops going on over the summer, he fully expected some broken limbs, dehydration and heat exhaustion, and the occasional arrow wound.

Having handwavily! dropped off some things in Puffin A already, Stark headed to the clinic for his usual shift ( Read more... )

After checking on that loser Joxer kid, Tommy had the option of catching up on paperwork or watching TV.

No prize for guessing which won.

Yeah, he was watching wrestling right now. What of it?

Nat was on duty and back in the lab again, after spending the day wrestling with her conscience. Because unlike Nick some people she knew, she decided still had one.

Alanna came in and checked up on the sole patient in the clinic. Privately she was relieved that the crowd had left before her shift. Faithful had no opinion on the matter and went to sleep on top of the television.

Trevor made sure to check on the last patient in the clinic before settling in for his shift omg so late because of silly RL. He was just thankful that the latest bout of injuries were ones he could recognize as normal.

Christian opened the clinic and checked on the patients. Most of the ones who had been there Tuesday had been discharged, but the burn victim remained. There was also a new patient who had apparently fallen down some stairs ( Read more... )

Entering the clinic, Nat did a quick change out of her rain jacket and into a lab coat, draping her stethoscope around her neck. She then picked up the charts and made her rounds. That done, she settled in to the front desk with Lappy her laptop and continued working on her writing project. Hopefully she wouldn't be quite as distracted by it...

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