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[once_invisible]

The going had probably been too good up until then. In retrospect, Rodney ought to have expected to have scuffed himself up in some way by now, particularly since he'd taken it upon himself to build himself a home and then touch it up. He'd taken most of the morning making improvements on the roof, keeping his balance easily as he toted what tools

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[lastof_five]

Patients in the clinic were few and far between, save for the occasional scrape or, after the explosion, traumatic injury. It was all or nothing on this island, Helen had discovered and today appeared to be a nothing day. She had brought reading with her, just a novel, but when she heard someone at the door she started. A patient, finally.

"Ah, Mr. Skinner. You could have visited me without inflicting bodily harm, you know. I wouldn't have minded."

Her tone was light but as she crossed the room, she slid into a more professional role. Best to tend to the injury before having a chat.

[once_invisible]

"I'm just trying to please," he said pleasantly, moving into the room, only a hint of pain in his voice. He was wearing a white button-down shirt and a pair of jeans, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, dirt staining the white cloth from his recent fall.

"And how's the good Dr. Magnus today?"

[lastof_five]

"Better, now that I actually have something to do," she said, tsking a little as she pressed at his arm. "How did you do this, by chance?"

The day of the explosion had seen many injuries, some like this and some a bit worse, but without a context Helen could only do so much. Well, correction...she could treat a sprain or fracture just fine without context but her own curiosity sought it out.

Very little to do here on this island. She took her joys where she could.

[once_invisible]

"Fell off the roof while trying to make a few improvements," he replied, grimacing. "I'm old hat at staying on both feet, but apparently I'll never be quite as spry as old Saint Nick."

He wasn't too worried about the situation, but that didn't mean he was worried at all. He liked having full, unimpeded use of his arm and shoulder.