FTEC, Thursday morning

Thursday, May 3rd, 2007 09:43 am
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Alanna had cleaned up the desk and made sure that anything that she had left in the clinic during the past year was back in her bag. She and the cat then settled down to watch TV.
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Alanna was in the clinic, hungover and grouchy. Faithful was...reading. So apparently they had a personality shift.
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Alanna opened up the clinic, and settled down to read. Faithful started carefully channel surfing with the remote.ft


[ooc: Sorry!]

FTEC, Thursday morning

Thursday, April 5th, 2007 10:42 am
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Alanna was behind the front desk, three books and a notebook open at the same time. Faithful had found a program about fish on the television and was now trying to crawl through the screen.
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Alanna was sitting behind the desk, half a dozen books spread around her and a very large frown on her face. Faithful was using the television as a personal heater.

FTEC, Thursday morning

Thursday, March 1st, 2007 12:45 am
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Alanna was in the clinic. After checking up on people still left behind, she sat down to doodle write. Faithful was watching television.
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Alanna ran into the clinic a little late, Faithful soundly asleep somewhere in her jacket.
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Alanna was in the clinic, book in hand. Except the book was being mostly used as a pillow.
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Alanna had coffee and a book. The book was being used as a pillow.
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Alanna opened up the clinic and settled down with a book and a cat. One of the two was trying to eat the other.
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Alanna sat down behind the desk with coffee, a cat, and a book. One of the above discovered a magazine in the trash and was now shredding it to bits.
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This weekend? Oh, Janet had repressed it entirely. Or something like that. She was reading through her Human Anatomy textbook and scribbling snarky notes in the margins. Yes, that was what Janet did for fun. Janet was feeling a little boring bored tonight.
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Natalie sat at the front desk, her shiny new Mister What, Season 2 DVDs beside her laptop. Despite all the fuss, she really enjoyed the new companion, different as she was from the previous ones. She wasn't looking forward to the final two episodes. Thankfully, at her current rate, those wouldn't be up till next week. She would make sure to have Nick over that night to offer moral support.

[Up early by request. I'll be available off and on through the day, and then home this evening.

ETA: Edited because I mixed my meta-phors...]
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Alanna was at the front desk, reading. She had turned the television on for background noise and as a heater for Faithful.
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Alanna had coffee, a book, and a ball. One of the above was for Faithful.
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Alanna had escaped to the clinic, and after checking up on everything was behind the front desk, hoping that none of the new students would need her.
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Alanna was sitting behind the front desk, playing with the bandages on her hands. Faithful was playing with a color full scarf.
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After making sure that everything was in order, Alanna settled down behind the front desk to think. Deeply.
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Alanna sat behind the desk, a bunch of notes spread out in front of her. That was definetly a frown on her face.
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Alanna settled down behind the desk with her notebook and talking bag.
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Alanna and Faithful settled down behind the front desk. There's a chance the girl might even stay awake this morning.
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Alanna was in the clinic. Physically. She was also sound asleep and was still clutching a cup of coffee in one hand.
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Alanna, a box of tissues, and Faithful made themselves comftorable behind the front desk. Well, Alanna and the box were comftorable. Faithful was apparently doing his best impersination of a rug.

(ooc: While the character is feeling better, the mun is not so don't expect much in ways of reply)
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Alanna opened up the clinic, coffee in one hand, book in the other and a cat on her shoulder.
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Alanna settled down behind the front desk with a book and Faithful. One of the two looked like he didn't want to be there.
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The good news: Alanna wasn't drinkning. The bad news: She was still considering it. And the flowers that were apparently for Marie and sitting on her desk.
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Alanna opened up the clinic and began to chug coffee. Nervous? Her? Ha! Faithful sat there, hating the world.
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Alanna was trying to build a house out of pencils. Why? Why not.
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Alanna sat down behind the front desk and began to read again.
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Alanna totally hadn't forgotten she had a new shift really. That wasn't at all the reason she was running late. Faithful was not to be seen anywhere.
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Alanna ran into the clinic, a touch late, and began setting up.
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Alanna was awake, really. That's why she was yawning from behind a book.
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Alanna opened up the clinic, yawning the entire time. She settled down behind the desk with a book, while Faithful curled up on the TV.
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Alanna opened up the clinic and sat down to work on homework. Faithful decided to take a nap.
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Alanna decided it was time to do an inventory of all the suplies in the clinic. Somehow, she hadn't realized that there might be things stored in cabinets that were way above her head so there was furniture climbing.
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Alanna was in the clinic, organizing anything that happened to be nearby.
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Alanna was in the clinic, pointedly ignoring her cat.
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Alanna came into the clinic with a large cup of coffee but still yawning.
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Alanna was very surprised to see that there were people in the clinic two weeks in a row. Faithful turned the TV on.
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Alanna sat in the clinic. Reading. Except somehow the pages weren't getting turned. Faithful was staring at her from his perch on the TV.
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Alanna opened up the clinic and began to channel surf. Faithful was prodding the various cabinets.
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Alanna was very suprised to find that there were actually people in the clinic. Faithful...decided the TV made a good bed.
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Alanna opened up the clinic and began going trough some old paper work. Faithful decided he wanted to try sticking to the ceiling. Alanna ignored him.
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Alanna sat behind the desk and absentmindedly flipped through paper work. Faithful was napping on top of the television.
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Alanna forgot her usual reading materials back in her room, so instead she was entertaining Faithful with a piece of string. Or Faithful was entertaining Alanna with a piece of string. It was a very fine line.
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Alanna settled down on her usual chair with a book. Faithful decided that the television was his sworn enemy.
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Ranma had woken up in the wrong room, in the wrong body, and with a cat in the room with him. To summarize: bad morning. So now he was in the clinic, wondering why he looked like Alanna and why her cat told him to go the clinic.

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