FTEC, Tuesday

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Martha had planted herself at the front desk with a large coffee and the latest inventory check. She was certain that something in the invoice didn't add up, but she hadn't figured out what yet. Once she did, there was a supply company that was going to be on the receiving end of a very angry phone call.

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Scully had decided that two sets of eyes were better than one, and since Triela had given her permission, checking in with the clinic head was a good idea. "Dr. Jones, do you have a moment?"

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"Oh, absolutely," Martha said, with possibly a little too much enthusiasm. Anything that would save her from the inventory was a blessing right now. "What do you need?"

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"A consultation about a patient, a fellow student. Triela." She handed over the folder she'd started last Thursday, and settled into one of the chairs. "She's given permission for me to look for treatments with other doctors here, or healers on the island. Her condition is fairly serious, and I wanted to see if you had any ideas for helping her deal as well."

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Martha looked over the folder and frowned deeper the further into it she got. "This is about a student?" she asked, looking over the charts. She was never going to get over the things done to some of the students here. "Did you notice her symptoms, or did she come to you on her own?"