FTEC, Wednesday

Wednesday, May 4th, 2011 07:38 am
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All things considered, Martha had had better days. She wanted to be optimistic about Triela, but Scully's reports were making that difficult, and on top of everything, she was getting bombarded with emails about UNIT needing her back in the UK for some reason. As much as she missed home, part of her didn't want to leave Fandom, and she just wasn't sure what to do about anything right now. For the moment, she was having some tea, and trying to stay calm about things.

FTEC, Tuesday

Tuesday, March 15th, 2011 12:30 pm
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Martha had planted herself at the front desk with a large coffee and the latest inventory check. She was certain that something in the invoice didn't add up, but she hadn't figured out what yet. Once she did, there was a supply company that was going to be on the receiving end of a very angry phone call.

[Open!]
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The clinic had power today, thanks to the generator, but Martha was making sure that only the essentials were turned on. This did not include the television, much to the annoyance of the nurses, but they were just going to have to learn to deal.

[Open!]
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This morning, Martha had gone to the Perk and, upon being asked what she wanted, had let the poor barista know exactly what this week was making her want. After that, not speaking to anyone else had seemed like a wonderful idea. Luckily, the nurses seemed to be having the same thought, so it was a very quiet day in the clinic indeed.


[Open!]
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Martha had planted herself behind the desk today, looking through some medical journals and indulging in some leftover Halloween candy. It was only a few days old, so it hadn't gone stale yet, and really, she was being good not letting all the chocolate go to waste.

[Open!]
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Martha got to the clinic a little late today, grumbling about alarm clocks and cool weather and baristas who didn't know a mocha from a latte. Wisely, the nurses gave her a wide berth all day, and kept their gossiping to themselves.

[Open and OCD-free!]
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Martha was going through the inventory today, trying to decide if there was a better way to store everything. She wanted to leave a bit of room in case any of the new people needed special supplies. Personally, she was hoping for a few aliens in the new arrivals. That would be so much fun to see.

[Open and OCD-free!]

FTEC, Sunday [8/8]

Sunday, August 8th, 2010 02:14 am
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Ellie had been at the clinic since yesterday. The entire time, really. She was there mostly in case extra medical staff was needed, considering the latest craziness. It had been a petty restless few days, too. She had been too anxious with worry about everyone who was missing, especially her brother.

The clinic, at least, kept her somewhat distracted.
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Even without listening to the radio, Martha was aware that there was trouble. She'd gotten to the clinic as early as possible today, and given grateful looks to the nurses who'd managed to show up. "You're all welcome to stay here. It might be safer," she'd said to them as she started sorting supplies. On one hand, there were things out there that looked like they might want to hurt people. On the other hand, would they have any patients with parts of the island seemingly disappearing?

[OCD is up!]

FTEC, Wednesday [06/30]

Wednesday, June 30th, 2010 04:08 pm
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Martha was doing an inventory check and working on the budget at the same time, to try to decide if she could afford any new, shiny equipment for the clinic. Oh, her life was so entertaining.

FTEC, Wednesday [06/23]

Wednesday, June 23rd, 2010 02:20 am
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Martha knew it was going to be an interesting day when she arrived for work and found not one, but two gentlemen from the town waiting for her. She tried to get as many details as she could from the nurses, but they only got as far as mentioning an experiment and trying to insert a vuvuzela somewhere it definitely didn't belong before breaking down into highly unprofessional fits of laughter. Martha was certainly going to have her work cut out for her today if she didn't want to end up doing the same thing.

[Open! The OCD is busy watching soccer.]

FTEC, Wednesday [06/16]

Wednesday, June 16th, 2010 01:35 am
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Martha had every intention of entering some files into the computer today so they could be sent away for shredding and stop taking up space in the clinic's cabinets. But somehow, the computer had been set to Spanish, and Martha wasn't comfortable enough in her language skills to try to enter the data anyway. She had a feeling that figuring out the solution to fix things might take a while.

[Open! Will snag any pings in the morning!]

FTEC, Wednesday [06/09]

Wednesday, June 9th, 2010 11:54 am
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As much as Martha didn't like being bored, she liked it better when the patients in the clinic could be helped easily. She divided her time between the inventory check she needed to do, checking up on Rose to see how she was doing, and wishing there was more she could do for her.

FTEC, Wednesday [06/02]

Wednesday, June 2nd, 2010 11:13 am
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Martha didn't have much in the way of paperwork to do today, so she turned the television in the waiting area on to the news.

That lasted for about five minutes before she was switching to the Food Network to keep from throwing the remote through the television screen.

[Open!]

FTEC, Wednesday [05/26]

Wednesday, May 26th, 2010 09:49 am
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With two new employees taking care of things at the clinic, Martha had a little more time to relax during the day. Today, she was taking that time to peruse the internet for medical news, which seemed to be focusing today on stupid teenagers being stupid. It was amazing how after seeing so much in her life, she was still surprised sometimes by the ingenuity of people when it came to finding regrettable ways to have a good time.

[Open!]

FTEC, Thursday [05/20]

Thursday, May 20th, 2010 11:46 am
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When it came to the strange things the island was capable of producing, Martha had to admit that the singing flowers were actually kind of welcome. They thanked her for watering them and complimented her and sure, they were a little loud, but she didn't mind. Gathering them all into one spot was going to keep her nicely occupied today.

[Open!]

FTEC, Wednesday [05/19]

Wednesday, May 19th, 2010 09:49 am
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Martha was running a little slower than usual today. She'd stayed up late reading - for pleasure, not for work, amazingly enough - and now she was feeling the lack of sleep. This was definitely going to be a multiple cup of coffee day.

[Open!]

FTEC, Wednesday [05/12]

Wednesday, May 12th, 2010 11:22 am
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It was chilly enough in Fandom that Martha had already given in and brought her sweaters back out of hiding, but when she got to the clinic and found that the air conditioning was broken and wouldn't turn off, she was wondering if she should go back to her apartment and get her coat instead.

[Open! Mmmm method RP.]

FTEC, Wednesday [05/05]

Wednesday, May 5th, 2010 10:20 am
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Martha wasn't entirely certain whether to consider this a good day, or a bad day. On one hand, the nurses weren't standing around the desk gossiping while she was trying to work. On the other hand, they were standing by the door, cheering and singing along with the mariachi band that had suddenly shown up and started serenading them. She was going to have to see how long the racket went on before making a final decision.

[Open!]

FTEC, Wednesday [04/21]

Wednesday, April 21st, 2010 10:33 am
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Martha was grateful to not have her own personal weather system today, as her frustrations over getting all of the supplies she ordered when they were supposed to arrive might have caused some serious thunderstorms.

[Open!]

FTEC, Wednesday [04/14]

Wednesday, April 14th, 2010 11:27 am
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The clinic was especially sunny today, and it was getting warmer and warmer inside the more the nurses gossiped. Martha wasn't used to having to wear sunglasses inside, but considering the other strange things that happened here, this wasn't really something she felt like she could complain about.

[Open and OCD-free!]

FTEC, Wednesday [04/07]

Wednesday, April 7th, 2010 11:30 am
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With prom happening just around the corner, Martha decided to set out a few small piles of safe-sex brochures on the main desk, along with baskets of free condoms in a variety of sizes, colors, and flavors. She didn't know if anyone would come and get some, but she wouldn't judge them if they did.

[Open and OCD-free!]

FTEC, Wednesday [03/31]

Wednesday, March 31st, 2010 02:49 am
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Grateful for the peace and quiet, Martha was taking care of the regularly-scheduled post-madness paperwork shuffle as patient files were edited, finished off, and organized. Crazy-making fog and scientifically-engineered monsters made for some very colorful additions to her records, and she was once again presented with the dilemma of how much to report back to UNIT. If they weren't going to believe her, then there was really no point in making an extra effort to explain things, was there?

[Open and OCD-free!]
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Martha almost - almost - wished she was outside fighting, but she knew that her skills were just as needed in the clinic. No one who was injured should have been left alone with the nurses, after all.

[Open and OCD free. Sorry for the lateness, I totally overslept this morning!]

FTEC, Wednesday [03/24]

Wednesday, March 24th, 2010 09:50 am
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Martha might not have known exactly what was going on, but she knew foreboding weather when she saw it. Luckily, the clinic was all stocked up on supplies, and the nurses had made it in too, although Martha hoped they stopped bickering at each other soon, or she was going to have to put them in separate corners of the building.

[Open and ocd-free!]

FTEC, Wednesday [03/17]

Wednesday, March 17th, 2010 10:30 am
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Martha was doing an inventory check today - thankfully in English - and trying to listen to the nurses' gossip without making it look like she was listening. She didn't want to encourage them, even while she wanted to know what they knew about what was going on in town.

[Open and ocd-free!]

FTEC, Wednesday [03/10]

Wednesday, March 10th, 2010 09:51 am
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All of the supplies Martha had to check in were in English, nothing smelled funny, and the nurses were quietly keeping to themselves.

Somehow, all of this raised Martha's guard even more. It was too strange for everything to be going right.

[Open, although I'm going to be on SP until 4pm.]

FTEC, Wednesday [03/03]

Wednesday, March 3rd, 2010 02:50 pm
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Martha had thought that she'd have a quiet day at the clinic, even with everyone being back in town. Then she discovered that every single soap, detergent, and cleaning product in the clinic had turned into Old Spice. Sometimes, this place just didn't make any sense.

[I couldn't resist, sorry. Open!]
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Martha had a very busy day ahead of her dealing with the clinic's inventory, which was why she was trying very hard to resist grabbing one of the romance novels that the nurses had left at the clinic. She lasted for a few good hours before giving in and sitting down to read. It was all for mocking purposes, honestly.

[The OCD has been swept away by looove!]
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The first time the clinic received a shipment of supplies in Swedish, Martha had thought it was a random accident. This time though, when she looked at the letter that came with the shipment, she began to wonder if someone was actively screwing with her. Of course, the letter was in Swedish too, so she couldn't tell exactly what it said, but it felt very mocking to her.

[Open and OCD-free!]
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Martha was in a much better mood today now that there were no injured patients in the clinic. Sure, it meant she was alone with the nurses, with no one to check on to distract from their gossip, but she was used to that by now, and the television was tuned to the soap opera network so they weren't bothering her much anyway, for now.

[Open and OCD-free!]
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Martha hated coming into the clinic and finding patients already there, especially when they weren't there for something minor. She split her time between the inventory check she'd been planning, and checking on Raven to see if she was getting any better.
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Martha was grumbling as she went over the clinic's inventory to see what needed to be purchased to replace supplies that had been used over the weekend, and her grumbling turned to glaring when she saw the nurses still huddled in a circle.

"You don't have to draw straws! All of you are going to help me clean the last traces of gremlin from this place, whether you want to or not."

Sometimes, being in charge just wasn't worth the trouble.

[The OCD is in hiding!]
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As much as Martha enjoyed being useful, she really wished that Fandom, just once, could be invaded by something cute and fluffy that didn't want to harm anyone. Of course, it would probably turn out that those creatures secretly poison people with adorableness or something, so maybe that wasn't such a wise hope after all.

She'd gotten back to the clinic early to get caught up on the newest patient records, and was content to leave the gremlin killing to others for now - unless, of course, any of the creatures were stupid enough to try to get inside the clinic. Martha hoped she wouldn't have to dispatch any of them here though. They made such a mess when they died.
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The good news was, the new supplies that Martha had ordered had finally arrived.

The bad news was, everything in the box, including the packing slip, was labeled in Swedish. If anyone needed Martha, she'd be at the front desk with an online translator and a very frustrated look.

[The OCD is traveling to a foreign country!]
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Martha was sitting at the main desk trying to block out the chatter of gossiping nurses so she could focus on the medical journal she was reading. Maybe if she started reading the articles out loud, she could gross the others out enough to make them take their conversation to one of the exam rooms. It was a mean, if tempting thought.
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Martha was glad that the weekend had gone by without anyone getting hurt, and was doing an inventory check to make sure the clinic was prepared for all the new people. It was a good distraction from having to listen to the nurses gossip about all of the hot new men in town.

All right, she might have been listening, but only a little. For general knowledge of who was who, of course.

[Open!]
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It was so very difficult to do an inventory check when every time one opened a door, cookies fell out onto the floor.

Yes, deciding which cookies had touched the ground and which cookies had fallen on top of the others, and were therefore safe to eat, was a time-consuming task, but Martha was willing to accept the mission.

[The OCD got eaten in lieu of more cookies, nom nom nom.]
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It was a little early for decorations, as far as Martha was concerned, but she couldn't just ignore the little trees that had sprung up all over the clinic. She was drawing the line at Christmas music though, even if that did possibly mean tempting the fates of the island.

[The OCD is Christmas shopping!]
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Martha grumbled as she went through the copious amount of junk mail the clinic had received over the last few days. It was almost as bad as her e-mail, but she had to admit that shredding catalogs and form letters was a lot more satisfying than simply deleting messages.

[open and ocd-free!]
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It had taken a while, but Martha had finally succumbed to playing that damn farm game that had stolen everyone else away. Granted, her farm was less farmland and more "Martha's Home for Wayward Animals Stolen From Her Feed," but she was still a bit embarrassed at herself for giving in, and was making sure to split her time between rearranging her cows into dairy buildings and checking the clinic's inventory.
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Martha had no patience for the drama of the nurses today, and was keeping an eye on them glaring at each other as she worked on her personal files. She would totally put them in separate corners if they started acting like children.

[open, ocd-free and complete, wtf lj?]
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Martha stalked into the clinic and planted herself behind the desk, sitting still for a moment before giving in to the urge to try to straighten out her clothing again. She supposed it was a small blessing that she was relatively the same size, but that didn't mean everything fit perfectly. It didn't help that the nurses were milling around looking like nothing had happened to them at all.

"I don't want to hear a word about this!" she said to them. "And no laughing either!"

[Apologies for the lateness! Open!]
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Martha was at the main desk staring at the latest inventory check as she ran the numbers again. Either she'd made a mistake with the last order, or there were things missing, but she couldn't tell exactly which was the case. She was going to have to talk to the nurses later, if she could get them to stop gossiping about Hot and Crazy people first.

[Open and ocd-free!]
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Martha was standing by the windows of the clinic, watching the rain fall. On one hand, there were no slippery conditions to hurt people, but on the other...well, sticky conditions probably weren't much better. She supposed she'd just have to wait and see what the day brought her. Hopefully, it would involve pancakes somehow.

[open and ocd-free!]
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It had been a while since Martha had had to take care of a shift in the clinic. She was sad about losing good people, but she was excited about the new ones who had come on board, and she found herself looking forward to the arrival of even more people to the island. She could swear she wasn't half as excited as the nurses though, judging from the pitch and speed at which they were talking. It was nice to have some things remain constant.

[open and ocd-free!]

FTEC, Tuesday [07/07]

Tuesday, July 7th, 2009 11:13 am
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Since there were new people in town, Martha was at the main desk, filling out forms to make sure the clinic was stocked up on all of its supplies. By now, she knew there was no way to predict what kinds of people would be coming to town; all she could do was make sure they had a little of everything she could think of, and hope for the best.

[Open and OCD-free!]
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The weather was nice enough that Martha had the door to the clinic open for the breeze, and she was behind the desk for most of the day, flipping through the news channels on the television to try to get caught up on what was happening in the world. In the evening, she started doing an inventory check, but the door was still open.

[Open and OCD free!]
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Martha was hoping for a quiet day in the clinic today, and had brought some magazines to get through before she could decide whether or not to throw them out.

[The OCD is unconscious like my laptop. *le sigh*]
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It was inventory check day in the clinic, even if there hadn't been any events to drastically change how many supplies they had on hand. Really, having things organized and re-organized just made Martha feel better, no matter how much it might have annoyed the nurses in return.

[Open belatedly, oops!]

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