Mina was at the clinic today. Sadly there was nothing special about her behavior or activities. But she'd happily assist anyone with medical needs.

[ooc: OCD free and open and lame, sorry]

Mina wasn't treating this revitalized propriety as a regression. More a return to her moral center ( Read more... )

Mina had dyed her hair back to her natural color, and was now back to very modest and proper Victorian attire. Not even a hint of the modernity she'd been slowly incorporating. The other nurses, of course, all complimented her, but they weren't exactly happy to see her seemingly reverting to how she acted when she first had started working at the ( Read more... )

Mina had been keeping to herself since the incident on the trip to the Bahamas.

She dared not even go do inventory today. She sat alone at the front desk and the other staff thankfully kept their distance.

[ooc: Short post is short, but I will be more than happy to answer any tags after work! OCD free and open]

Mina was at her usual clinic shift, and she made sure that any TVs that were near wherever in the clinic she was working were playing Olympics coverage.

Otherwise, she was around if you wished to speak with her, or if you'd hurt yourself, or you needed to have an examination.

[ooc: OCD free, answering all pings later, usual drill!]

Mina was at the clinic for her regular shift that day. She did her inventory and filing duties, and then settled in behind the front desk with a novel she'd found in one of the lockers.

A copy of Dusk in fact.

Please pay no attention to any giggles that may be coming from the prim and proper lady sitting at the front desk.

[ooc: Open, OCD free, ( Read more... )

Mina opened up the clinic, and was actually not messing about on Facebook for once.

Today she was, instead, trapped in games of Spider Solitaire. Mina from six months ago would be ashamed of herself.

If anyone needed her, she was behind the desk.

[ooc: Open, OCD free, will answer all pings when off work.]

Mina Murray sat at the front desk of the clinic, boggled by a simple game's deviation of typical perspective. Yes, she was playing a computer game. Sooner or later, she'd be buying a kindle and iPhone and all the other devices she had so easily scorned. She was starting to see the appeal. Slowly but surely ( Read more... )

Mina was not the type to take New Year's Day off of work ( Read more... )

Mina's shift at the clinic today was punctuated by her, well... attempting to squash the snow angels that she spotted.

"This is supposed to be a sterile area!" she'd shout, having seemingly lost her temper.

It was also possible she just was losing fondness of the holiday times. Not that she'd admit that.

[Flying OCD free. Come one, come all.]