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Monday, September 12th, 2005 05:23 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Alanna sighed and glanced at the clock. Working at the infermary wasn't supposed to be boring, people were supposed to get hurt, come in, keep her occupied. She hated doing paper work, but she had done her part. The clinic was neat and fully supplied.
With another sigh, she started flinging pencil's with deadly accuracy at the cieling.
With another sigh, she started flinging pencil's with deadly accuracy at the cieling.