Shame You Didn't Take Better Care of Yourself (Open to all)

[morte_carta]

WHO: Jezebel Disraeli (morte_carta), Ken Hidaka (artiglio)
WHAT: Opening of Jezebel's clinic
WHERE: Jezebel's Clinic
WHEN: December 8, morning

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[artiglio]

Ken had meant to come a little earlier, in order to help the new doctor set up. Unfortunately, Tigg had been insistent on having a few more rounds of chase the ball, and he couldn't deny the poor thing something as simple as that. Oh well.

He parked his motorcycle in the parking lot, and made his way to the door. Ken gently opened the door, and poked his head in. "Doctor? Hey, I'm Ken, we talked earlier about you needing help?" He continued as he came in. "I'm sorry, I was gonna come earlier and all, but I kinda got held up."

[morte_carta]

Jezebel glanced up from his writing, chuckling. There was, however, a slight note of worry in his voice as he spoke, his phone on the desk next to him as he'd just recently hung up. "Ah, it's not a problem. Did you have any trouble finding the place?" he asked, standing and sliding the papers he was working on into a folder. Once it was settled in its own place in the file cabinet under the reception desk and the cellphone was in his pocket, he walked out from behind it rather smoothly and offered his hand to the younger man. "It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Doctor Jezebel Disraeli." he continued. Unfortunately, he would get little time to really speak with Ken, but he did, at least, have to show him what he was doing. "Even if you don't have much experience in working in a clinic," he started, not sure whether Ken *would* have experience in such a place or not, "it should be fairly straightforward - all of my utensils and medicines are clearly labeled, as are their shelf places. The same is true of folders and the like."

[artiglio]

Ken smiled an easy smile. "No, no, don't worry. The directions you gave were perfect." He said, shaking the doctors hand. "I did work in a clinic a little while ago, but everyone has different ways they want things done." There was a tiny twitch in the smile as he thought about Muraki. However, he belived that Dr. Diraeli wasn't... Never mind. Thoughts for another day.

Ken looked around. "Nice set up you have here Dr."

[morte_carta]

"Thank you. I rather pride myself in keeping it tidy." Jezebel replied, chuckling. After allowing Ken to get a feel for what he would be doing, he paused. "I hate to ask you this so soon after you came, but I actually have to leave for an emergency house call." he started, eyes falling partly closed. "If you have the time, I would appreciate it if you could watch over the clinic while I'm away - there may be one other volunteer coming in, and if she does, between the two of you, you may be able to actually finish setting up." he finished. He didn't feel too worried, at least, letting them both work. After all, it was nigh on impossible to find his... special door... if one wasn't *truly* looking for it, and still very difficult if they *were*.

[artiglio]

Ken nodded. "No problem, I've got the time." Technically he was still looking for Sogyo, but he did that at night, when he could scour the places that were dead during the day. "Don't worry and go to your house call. It must have been bad if they need you to go there instead of coming here." He said, with a smile, already hauling some boxes around and unpacking their contents.

He was strong and competent, and extremely careful with the bottles. It was easy to tell he was a hard and mostly diligent worker.

[morte_carta]

"I appreciate it. Please have anyone who comes in while I'm away sign the sign-in sheet and make an appointment for another day." Jezebel turned, then, to exit the building. He guessed, at least, that he could trust Ken to handle things around here. It wasn't as if he expected a whole lot of business today, anyway.