Open for Business

[holmes_blogger]

Who: holmes_blogger, open to anyone!
What: Just another day at the clinic.
When: Today.
Where: Refugee's Haven Medical Clinic
Warnings: None.

[A new business opened recently near the hospital. After a lot of work (and a lot of very generous donations), the Refugee's Haven Medical Clinic is open for business

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lol sorry new journal!

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[There's a half bored, half annoyed looking teenager drumming his fingers obnoxiously on one of the tables in the waiting room. You might have to wave a hand in front of his face to get his attention, judging by the big set of headphones he's wearing and the way he's kind of staring off into spa- the distance.]

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[And that's exactly what John is going to do, so there's a hand waving in front of his face right now.]

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[He starts, even though you would think he should be expecting that. Then he pulls the headphones off smoothly, leaving them around his neck.]

Oh. Hey, is it my turn?

[He reaches into his pocket and fishes out a piece of paper. If you're looking closely, you might notice a red band on his wrist under his sleeve. The paper is thrust your way wth a cheerful, polite smile.]

I think you just have to sign the bottom, or stamp it with a seal or something.

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[John takes the paper and looks it over.]

I think I need to read it first, thanks. What's your name?

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[Streeetch. This waiting stuff sucks. The kid blushes a little as John starts to read.]

I was afraid of that. Uh, it's Yosuke. Hanamura Yosuke.

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[He notices the blush but doesn't mention it.]

I'm Dr. Watson. Would you like to tell me what this is about?

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I'm pretty sure it's because of that thing with the fish...uh. I already have one and I guess the form- but the point is, I think this is just kind of a punishment.

[He coughs, but there's a little too much bass in it to be pure discomfort. The paper itself asks for a very thorough physical review, with a few specific details to be given special attention: body temperature, overall density, and -in a slightly more irritated scrawl than the rest-any possibility of parasites or diseases that could be spread through a bite.]

Just a formality, I mean.

[Uncomfortable squirming.]

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The fish? Oh, you mean the Babelfish?

[His eyebrows go up as he reads the form.] This is a bit...unusual. Why don't you come back to the examining room and we can discuss it.

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Uh, sure.

[The blush is back, but he hops up energetically and follows.]

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[John leads him to one of the rooms, but waves him into a chair rather than the examining table. He takes the other chair.]

You seemed uncomfortable talking about this so I thought a little privacy would be better. Now, you said you thought this was some kind of punishment?

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[Yosuke sighs and takes a seat. He's still tapping his fingers on things, but now he's at least making some effort to explain things.]

There's a confidentiality clause or something, right? Uh. The thing is, this isn't the first time I've been here. The Thor I mean. I've definitely been here before, okay?

[He coughs again, clears his throat. Now he's a little agitated.]

But last time-I mean, imagine some stranger is trying to shove a fish in your ear and you don't understand what he's saying. It's normal to kick the guy, right? Anyone would!

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Everything you tell me will be kept confidential, unless I consider you to be a danger to yourself or the ship. [He smiles a little.] I don't think that's likely though.

[He listens to Yosuke's explanation carefully.] Let me see if I understand. The first time you arrived you fought back when they tried to give you the Babelfish? I can certainly understand why someone would feel threatened enough to strike out. But if that was the first time, what's this about now?

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[A danger to the ship? Nah. He could heal a scraped knee or blow out a set of birthday candles, maybe. He snorts a little at the idea, dropping the politeness level for just a second as he gets caught up in the story.]

Yeah, you would think they'd be used to that! But those basta- those guys, they just reach for the sedatives every time. I, uh. I guess that's what the 'density' thing is about. I mean, it was only a slight exaggeration but I guess-

[He makes a face.]

Anyway, if they had told me it was about that I wouldn't have-I still have a headache from that. Uh, from this time I mean. Not from the last time.

[He sits back, arms crossed. Pretty much finished here, right doc? Just sign the thing and he'll be outta your hair, promise.]

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I still feel like I'm missing something here. Are you saying when you showed up this time they treated you like a threat? And now they want a doctor to verify you're not?

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No and yes.

[He scrubs a palm over his face. He almost forgot how much he doesn't like space most of the time.]

I didn't notice that the forms were different if you were back for a second time. And they got out another fi-choo!

[Sniff, eyeroll. Yep, you're dealing with a highschooler here.]

Fish. And uh. I...they didn't believe that I made a mistake in the forms, or they didn't care, or whatever. All I know is I woke up with one of these.

[He holds up his wrist. It's a medical quarantine bracelet on it, that restricts him from entering any populated areas of the ship. He blushes again.]

Think you can help me get them to take it off? A nap would be pretty nice right now, but I'm not even allowed to go to my room until you say I won't bite anyone else. So, can you?

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I see.

[John considers this for a minute.]

You certainly don't seem like a threat to me, Yosuke. On the other hand, I'd feel like I wasn't doing my job and I'd be lying on top of that if I just signed the form and sent you out of here.

How about this, I'll give you a very minimal physical exam and run some quick tests, and if everything checks out, I'll sign that form. Will that work?