FTEC, Sunday Morning, February 11

Feb 11, 2007 10:44

Doogie was starting to think that this was going to be another slow morning. And then the nurses came in, and he suddenly found himself relieved of that concern.

cedric diggory, isabel evans, jack harkness, sam carter, ftec, parker, doogie howser

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anextimeagent February 11 2007, 21:33:53 UTC
It's possible the sound of the spaceship landing might have been heard in the clinic.

If so, there might have been some warning before Jack limped into the clinic, right arm around and leaning heavily on Sam, Parker walking on his left. River had pulled the (thankfully) slender and smooth bolt out of his left shoulder cleanly, and the spot was roughly taped.

Jack was swearing under his breath at every step, because now that Emma wasn't around, it hurt.

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carter_i_am February 11 2007, 21:54:34 UTC
"Serves you right," Sam said bluntly, supporting most of his weight and trying not to look as worry as she felt. "Remind me to give you a remedial lecture on targets and surface area once you're better."

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mparkerceo February 11 2007, 21:58:02 UTC
"Not to mention trying to shoot a gun with a harpoon wound in your shoulder," Parker snarked from her side, masking concern with sarcasm. "Did I teach you that? No. Did Sam? Don't think so. When you get a new idea, Jack, you don't stint on enthusiasm, I'll give you that much." She kept him steady, though, as they approached the counter. "Hey! We could use some help over here!"

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geniusdoctor February 11 2007, 22:04:28 UTC
Doogie hadn't been sure what to expect when he'd heard the sound outside the clinic, but he'd started preparing for trouble. He just hadn't expected to see so many people come in together. "What happened?"

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