OPEN

[stalwartcane]

Characters: Clinic staff, patients, visitors, OPEN
Location: Clinic (near Casualty Communal)
Rating: PG?
Time: Jan 12, all day
Description: Open clinic log for great CR!

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[Open|Afternoon|Waiting room, I guess]

[sayatakagi]

Saya was sitting in the waiting room, though she didn't make any appointment. She usually hanged around the clinic for the Calming Wavelength, which soothed her and helped her to sleep better.
As she sat there, she also tried to pull herself together. Saya had a second objective, to ask for help regarding her mental instability; however that’s easier said than done. So proud of herself and desperately trying to be strong, she was conflicted because she feared they’d pity her.

At the same time, she did promise Sendo she’d get some help. And a promise is a promise, but… For now, she was just trying to come to terms with her pride.

[a_r0yal_flush]

Yuuri was coming off of a break when he saw someone sitting in the waiting room. He wasn't a doctor, far from it really, but he could take care of minor wounds. Yet from what he could see, the girl sitting in there didn't appear to be injured. Maybe she was waiting for someone?

Peering curiously into the area, he asked, "Are you waiting for someone?"

[sayatakagi]

Saya raised her head when she heard someone. He didn't look like a doctor, and it's not like it'd make much of a difference. Probably.

"No, I'm not. I'm here for the calming wavelength." what she just said was true, but Saya figured she didn't need to add she was also trying to gather some courage and ask for a psychiatrist.

[a_r0yal_flush]

"The calming wavelength?" Yuuri parroted. He had never heard of anyone coming here for that, and he hadn't heard of the barrier surrounding the city dropping. Maybe she'd been out on a mission?

Stepping into the waiting area, he couldn't help but feel a little concerned. "Is everything alright?" He found himself asking a moment later.

[Open| Afternoon | Wandering throughout the clinic]

[a_r0yal_flush]

It had been a busy day, but Yuuri was happy to do all the work. That wasn't to mention that the heater had finally been replaced as well, so it looked as though things were only getting better since the move to the new apartment. He'd been working hard since the move to make up for the day he'd missed, even if Watson had tried to tell him that he didn't need to, but Yuuri felt as though it was something he had to do.

Smiling brightly, Yuuri hummed softly to himself as he made his way through the clinic. Things had changed for Yuuri lately. He felt lighter, happier than he had for quite some time, and he felt relieved at that. Yuuri hadn't even noticed how he'd been until Cloud had pointed it out to him.

[ooc: open to any type of interaction! Yuuri can only patch up minor cuts and wounds if your character in injured, and also up for regular CR :D]

all your CR, I want it

[ih8spiders]

Kurapika had noticed Yuuri's good mood--or rather, it had been impossible not to, as the younger boy had the kind of personality that lent itself well to infectious moods.

"Move went well?" he asked with a small smile on his face on one of the times they passed near each other over the course of their respective tasks.

/throws is all at you o3o

[a_r0yal_flush]

The moment that Yuuri saw Kurapika up ahead, his expression instantly brightened into a large smile. Yuuri's arm was instantly up and waving over the top of his head. "Yo ho~ Kurapika!" He called out in excitement before slowing his pace to a stop.

While it had been sad leaving Sasuke and the apartment he'd been in for so long, the young Maou was definitely glad to be in his own place again. It made him feel more responsible. "Mmhm! It did. Luckily I didn't have a whole lot to move over, so that helped."

[ih8spiders]

"I'm glad to hear that. You seem quite happy about it." Not that he'd had a good talk with Yuuri lately, so he didn't exactly notice if the younger boy hadn't been as happy before, but... when was the last time he'd seen someone as genuinely cheerful?

"Are you completely settled in, then? Do you have everything you need?"

[Open | Evening | Around the clinic]

[deadshallspeak]

Naomi noticed the changes when she came in for the night--the heater and the tables both, along with the remaining food. Obviously somebody had gone to the trouble to enjoy (and share) already; that had been rather fast, but she wasn't going to complain about such things.

She did stop by the food for a quick bite, but since there was work to be done it wasn't long before she was making rounds as usual, checking for new patients or other visitors to the clinic and looking for any existing patients who needed attention. Work was never done, naturally.

[ih8spiders]

[His shift is done, and he's looking to see if he can take that assessment the doctor offered over the network the other day. If it looks like she's too busy or too tired to spare him the extra attention, though, he'll put it off some other time.

Kurapika approaches her during a lull in her rounds.]

Doctor Kimishima?

[deadshallspeak]

[Naomi looks up in the speaker's direction to see Kurapika there and nods.]

Yes?

[ih8spiders]

That assessment we talked about... do you have time for it now?

[Open| Mid-Afternoon |The 'Pharmacy']

[only7percent]

Holmes was seated with his back to the hallways. The steady murmur of the people coming in and out of the clinic had become a sort of buzz to him now. Something that he could easily ignore and actually use to focus on his tasks. The chemicals and powders set before him were of a delicate nature and it kept him at a steady pace. Matching his movements to those of the clinic that he helped.

Right now though he was simply watching a sedative bubble until he could add the next bit. He was leaned forward, his eyes watching the steam carefully. It would be ready soon and he knew a few who would benefit from the pain killer. Of course while he enjoys his privacy, the screens around him are not completely covered and it's relatively easy to peer in or walk in if anyone is curious to the smells or muttered sounds coming from the lone corner of the clinic.

[Open | Afternoon | Walking through the clinic]

[helpfuldoctor]

New to the clinic, Derek was running a check on the stocked supplies and making notes on what they seemed to be low on at the moment. It wasn't a favorite duty of his in the slightest, but it was an excellent opportunity to better acquaint himself with some of the smaller details of the clinic. Besides, it hadn't been that long ago that he'd had the unfortunate opportunity to experience just how much more difficult and risky procedures became without all the necessary supplies. That was definitely something to avoid having happen again, he mused silently.

He kept an eye out though while he worked for possible patients. After all, they were his first priority. He'd already set up an exam room for precisely that purpose should it prove necessary.

[stalwartcane]

Here was one of Derek's new colleagues, coming in with a couple of boxes of their supplies in lower stock. They weren't heavy in the least since they were, at the moment, well-stocked with antiseptics and the bottled variants of their things, but they were always, constantly running low on one kind of gauze and bandaging or the other. And he'd bought some pouches for a small project of his.

He eyed the food appreciatively as he put the boxes down on a chair, and looked around curiously to see if their benefactor was still around. Watson spotted Derek instead, and greeted him with a warm smile. "Good afternoon. Would you be the kind person from whom these items come?"

[helpfuldoctor]

Derek offered a friendly smile to the stranger who approached him, but then a confused look flickered across his face as he registered the question. "Not unless your supply system works very quickly around here. I've been running a double check on our current supplies, but I haven't had the opportunity to finish that step yet. It would be wonderful though if more have already arrived. Better to be prepared for the worst just in case then to be caught unprepared, after all."

He grinned again as he stepped closer to the newcomer. "Do you need a hand with those? I'm Derek Stiles, a doctor new to this clinic."

[stalwartcane]

"I meant the food, sadly. The supplies don't tend to magically come unless I fetch them from the hospital or send one of our workers here." He gestured at the food, before patting the box closest to him with some affection. It wasn't his usual work in his world, but it was easy enough to do.

But ah! The elusive Doctor Stiles! Watson's smile widened as he extended his hand in warm welcome. "Welcome to the clinic, Doctor. I'm Doctor Watson -- we held a short conversation over the network the other day. I'm pleased to finally meet you in person."