[identity profile] goodtrevor.livejournal.com
After hearing that Alanna was still sick, Trevor went to open the clinic, making sure to check on Luke before settling in.
[identity profile] drlambert.livejournal.com
Natalie settled in at the front desk with her lab journal and her laptop computer. Her notes weren't going to transcribe themselves, after all.

[AFK for about an hour. Be back around 9:30 EST. Back. Sorry for the delay.]
[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com
Alanna was very suprised to find that there were actually people in the clinic. Faithful...decided the TV made a good bed.
[identity profile] goodtrevor.livejournal.com
Armed with coffee and the television remote, Trevor settled in for what he figured would be another quiet evening in the clinic.
[identity profile] sexydoctor.livejournal.com
Christian was a little groggy this morning. Between Jasmine and Maureen, he was getting worn out.

It was so hard being him.
[identity profile] sexydoctor.livejournal.com
Christian checked on Jamie and opened up the clinic. He started surfing the net for a last minute plane fare to Miami because Sean needed help with a delicate surgery. And a few days away from demons and jello dragons would be refreshing.

FTEC, 3/5

Sunday, March 5th, 2006 07:12 am
[identity profile] janet-fraiser.livejournal.com
Janet's up and at the clinic early in the morning. She's not particularly awake yet. She wouldn't even mind if you bugged her about non-clinic business, but first she's going to check up on the paperwork and see who's around.



OOC: I have a kidlet on hand, so will be on and offline depending on if he's willing to play in the room with the computer. And now, off I go to update myself on the plottiness that's abounding...

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Wednesday, January 25th, 2006 03:40 pm
[identity profile] gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com
He'd checked on Vala, of course, but he hadn't opened the clinic because he just didn't want to deal with it. The on-call light was on, and he was technically available. If needed. He spent the morning lounging on the couch watching mindless television to pass the time. He hadn't decided if he was going to keep the appointment with Susan Dr Pevensie, but he found himself letting Cash out at quarter to two, and five minutes later he was in the clinic.

He sat at his desk and sighed. Maybe he should bring the plant from Blair back to the clinic. It might cheer the place up, once it started to grow. And Blair had said he should talk to it. He had plenty of time to talk to inanimate objects when he was working clinic.

He opened the top drawer of the desk and pulled out a thick manilla envelope. His medicalfile. Copies of doctor's reports, his current perscriptions, the pages of the notebook Wilson logged his progress and reactions in after he gave up the Vicodin. He sighed again and swiveled in his chair to look at Susan's door. He didn't need her to tell him he was a addict, and he didn't appreciate ehr making assumptions as such. He was an addict, and he knew it. And aside from a couple of teeny timy little slips, he'd been off the Vicodin since November 20. And did those slip ups really count, when he'd puked the pills back up each time? Probably.

The doctor is in, but he has an appointment with Dr Pevensie on the books. The question remains if he will honor the appointment or not. If he does, the on-all light will be on, but I wouldn't recommend interrupting. If he doesn't, the on-call light may remain on because he's feeling somewhat anti social and I wouldn't recommend interrupting hisbrooding. Just fair warning, yo.
[identity profile] dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com
Though he was running a little late you try getting dried apple pie filling off the next morning but the Clinic was soon bright and inviting (as much as a Clinic could be) with the fresh scent of coffee wafting through the air and a certain oncologist kicked back with a crossword puzzle stack of paperwork.

Doctor is in!
[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com
Alanna sat in the clinic, her hands folded behind her head, a smirk playing on her lips. In front of her stood a rather large pot of an amber colored liquid and a stack of closible cups. Another poster had been pinned up at the entrance to the clinic.


"Please help keep our clinic clean: the bathroom is to the left."

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Saturday, September 24th, 2005 12:57 pm
[identity profile] death-n-binky.livejournal.com
*DEATH, being rather unimpressed with the zombies since, after all, they're just regular people, only dead. Instead of fighting them off, he decides to work a shift at the clinic, figuring it will be a busy day, what with people needing undead related treatment and rescue. While he passes the time, he begins to experiment with makeup in anticipation of the upcoming Homecoming event.*

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