[identity profile] dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com
Wilson yawned as he wandered along the corridor from the apartment towards the clinic proper. He had a cup of coffee in his hand and a couple of medical journals in the other.

He poked his nose into House's office, retrieving some files from the corner and carrying them along with his journals towards the front counter.

Investigating the area for any lingering notes, shrugging when he found none the oncologist went to check that the front door was open and the lights in the waiting room were turned on. Heading back to the desk he flopped down into the chair and settled in to read and do paperwork.

Doctor on duty. Pester if you so desire.

(no subject)

Wednesday, October 5th, 2005 08:24 pm
[identity profile] death-n-binky.livejournal.com
*DEATH takes a seat at the clinic and, while continuing his usual fashion trend in his bid for Homecoming Queen, begins to adjust something that looks, suspiciouslly, like breasts. He holds up a mirror and examines his chest critically, waiting for patients to arrive.*

(no subject)

Tuesday, October 4th, 2005 06:40 am
[identity profile] jayne-serenity.livejournal.com
//my eyes are open. Im sure my eyes are open. where am I? Howd I get here? Why is there a troupe of reavers in my head? OK, blurry light, blurry light is better then no light, which is better then dark, which is... gorram it. That dont make sense. All right, so, fuzzy light, bed that aint mine and body heat thats small and furry. furry, and blue? No, that was big, and naked, no, that was me. I think Im naked...cant move, feel weight.. bright blurry light, all right. Im alone, cant talk, cant ask.. why wont my mouth work...whered Sheldon go? Whyd Phebes leave, again. George, wanna go out with George, but I new I had to do this, what was this? I dont remember...//

Jayne attempts to sit up, and fails, falling back on the cot crying out in head and body pain, His eyes fly open and he looks around wildly, desperately. It takes him a few moments to realize that hes in an approximation of a med lab, a place he hates to be. He moves to pull the IV out, but finds that movement is simply too painful.

The Package... where is the package?

He looks around, hoping to see *anybody* who can tell him where his pants are

(no subject)

Monday, October 3rd, 2005 08:08 pm
[identity profile] death-n-binky.livejournal.com
*DEATH takes up his post at the clinic, bringing BInky in with him today, for company. He scratches the horse affectionately and then begins to braid condoms into its mane while he passes the time, waiting for patients. For those that cannot see DEATH, there is a cheery sense of dread in the area and a white horse, with condoms appearing in its mane.*

THIS WILL MAKE YOU FASHIONALE BINKY. ITS ONLY SUITABLE THAT IF I AM GOING TO RUN FOR HOMECOMING QUEEN THAT MY HORSE BE FASHIONABLE.

*Binky nuzzles DEATH, looking for treats*

SEE. I KNEW YOU WOULD LIKE THIS. YOU CAN ALSO KEEP ANY PATIENTS IN THE WAITING ROOM COMPANY.
[identity profile] bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com
::As Hank leaves the clinic to salvage what he can from his room, he leaves a note for Dr. House on the receiving desk::

Dr. House,

I wish to thank you for the ministrations of you and your staff last night. Your treatments have left me feeling much sounder of body, which I greatly appreciate.

Sincerely,
Hank McCoy

P.S. I work at Perkolator, the coffee house off campus, and my boss wanted to let you know that she can have coffee delivered to you and the clinic if you so wish. The coffee would be subject to the usual prices, but delivery would be gratis. Please let her know if you are interested.

(no subject)

Wednesday, September 14th, 2005 12:24 am
[identity profile] bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com
::After destroying most of his belongings and hurting himself while having a nightmare, Hank follows Dr. House into the clinic for treatment and an overnight stay.::

Thank you, sir. I appreciate your arising at such a late hour.

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