Demyx wandered in meekly, a little unsure of things now that he had time to think. The last time he went to see a doctor, he got put into that mess in the first place. Though, Lavi did seem like a good person. Demyx was just having trouble shaking off the jitters about it, and even so, made his way to the clinic and entered.
"Oh! Yeah, that woulda been me. I'm Lavi." With a cheeky grin, Lavi slid down from the counter and offered a hand to Demyx. "Glad you showed up. I guess it could be kinda .. well, weird to go off with strangers."
Tamamo wandered into the entrance room of the clinic, wiping his hands dry. He wouldn't call the place sterile, exactly, but it was a lot better than it had been last week. Not that Yuuri didn't work hard; he did. But for what? Everyone came back from the dead, apparently. You could never be rid of them all.
A young man with bright red hair and only one eye was perched on one of the counters. On it. And who would have to wipe it clean?
"You must be Lavi," Tamamo said, pleasantly, and set the rag down on the counter.
"Doctor Tamamo. We spoke earlier on the network, I believe." Lavi was certainly enthusiastic. How pleasantly surprising for such a dreary place. It was getting to be that he was actually glad to see people.
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"Umm...Hello?" He called out.
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A young man with bright red hair and only one eye was perched on one of the counters. On it. And who would have to wipe it clean?
"You must be Lavi," Tamamo said, pleasantly, and set the rag down on the counter.
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He had his guess, of course, but you know that saying about assuming.
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