Clinic Evening Hours 11/04

Nov 04, 2005 18:37

*DEATH strolls into the clinic, if a skeleton could stroll, being careful to move his hips so that the light reflected off the duct tape he was wearing. In addition to his new duct tape fetish, he is covered in political buttons, most pertaining to zombies or fashion. He also has his trust rubber duck, in hopes that, perhaps, today it will turn ( Read more... )

lisa cuddy, alanna trebond, bree van de kamp, death

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lisacuddy November 5 2005, 02:09:22 UTC
Lisa walks in, a pizza box in both of her arms. She melts from the cuteness that is the bowtie.

"One pepperoni pizza, coming right up," she says, putting it down on the table, smiling at DEATH's thoughtfulness to set up a table. "You know, when I was a kid, I wasn't allowed to eat this. Makes it taste even better."

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threeweapons November 5 2005, 02:46:09 UTC
Alanna comes in, looking almost pleasant. Might be because she just spent an hour shooting.

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mrsvandekamp November 5 2005, 03:50:11 UTC
Bree walks in, her normally perfectly groomed hair unkempt, and a murderous look in her eye.

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threeweapons November 5 2005, 03:51:23 UTC
Alanna looks at Bree and tries not to get too close to the kitties. "Yes I do. Can I help you?"

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mrsvandekamp November 5 2005, 03:52:42 UTC
She lets out a little sigh of relief. "Excellent. I need you to kill these cats for me."

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