FTEC, Wednesday day

May 03, 2006 08:17

Tommy was at his desk. His list of things the Nets could do to themselves now involved rusty spoons and battery acid.

He muttered under his breath about this. With great length and graphic detail.

pippi longstocking, ftec, phoebe halliwell, blair sandburg, tommy gavin, nadia santos

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sensethevisions May 3 2006, 12:25:49 UTC
After admistering the final for Celtic Studies, Phoebe made her way to the clinic. She needed to talk to Dr. Gavin.

"Dr. Gavin? Do you have a moment?"

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ladder62 May 3 2006, 12:27:39 UTC
"Sure, kid, what's up?" Tommy asked.

[ooc: though I'm about to go to work so will be afk for a little bit]

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sensethevisions May 3 2006, 12:30:57 UTC
Phoebe pulled out a twenty and held it out to him. "I believe this belongs to you, plus the extra for dealing with all of us wee ones on Saturday," she said with a blush. "I also wanted to thank you for taking care of my arm."

[[OOC: No problem. At work myself.]]

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ladder62 May 3 2006, 13:03:10 UTC
Tommy quirked his eyebrows up. "Ah, it's no problem. Duty of the job, blah blah blah."

He did, however, take the twenty.

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strongestgirl May 3 2006, 15:58:06 UTC
Pippi bursts into the Clinic carrying Blair over her shoulder.

"We got a problem here."

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ladder62 May 3 2006, 16:00:07 UTC
"What's up?" Tommy asked.

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strongestgirl May 3 2006, 16:01:47 UTC
Pippi hefted the not at all unconscious Blair dressed in a sharp suit with slicked back hair, the total Gordon Gekko package.

"Gremlin bite, or something. I brought him here before he was able to hurt himself."

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ladder62 May 3 2006, 16:03:06 UTC
"Hookay, toss him on a bed," Tommy said. Then, remembering who he was talking to, added, "Not literally."

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