fandom_clinic | Lisa's in the House

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Lisa's in the House

Lisa opens the clinic, immediately refreshes the condom supply outside the door (typical), and goes back to the fridge to check on the gremlin in there. It doesn't appear to have moved, but she pokes it just in case.

"Gremlin? Gremmmmmlin? Hello?"

Satisfied, she puts it back in the fridge and grabs a few signs she made out of her bag.

Free Vaccinations at the Clinic today.
Rabies, The Plague, Meningitis, The Clap, you name it.

Several vaccinations are still in testing periods. The Clinic claims no responsibility for any side effects that may occur.

She sticks one to the outer door, and several around the campus right outside the clinic. Coming back inside to wait, she flips on House's mini-tv to catch the Fandom weather report.

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"I am obligated to keep it confidential, unless you tell me you plan on hurting yourself, and I can leave it off of your chart, just in case."

"Well it's just... I need some advice," he pitched his voice even softer, leaning in even more. "You see - gosh, I don't suppose you know anything about my home dimension, do you?"

"Your home dimension? No, I'm sorry. I'm a regular old human."

[OOC: Next reply will be a little delayed. Quick project for my actual job. Maybe 20 or so.]

"Okay, here's the thing," Angelus said, his manner that of someone who'd found a trusted confidant, "back in my dimension there's this prophecy about me. Heck, I guess you could call it a myth. It says that I'm going to play a big part in the apocalypse. Maybe on the side of good, maybe on the side of bad, nobody knows.

"Now personally I think prophecies are just silly," Angelus grinned, rolling his eyes to suggest aren't prophecies the dumbest thing you've ever heard? "but the catch is the student who did this to me? Thinks it's real. Not only that I could ever be so important which - wow, I just can't imagine. But that I'd be one of the bad guys."

Angelus finished up the story by gesturing to himself, and the bruises on his chest. "You can see where that belief got me."

[ooc: no worries, gave him time to monologue ;) Also I'll be leaving work soonish so there might be a point where it takes him a little bit to reply too. I will be on again, just have to get home first.]

"Wow, that's a lot to deal with. I'm not one for prophecies myself, quite frankly. I've never seen any scientific proof.

Maybe you should speak to the Principal? This student seems to have it out for you, and you could really suffer some major medical issues if you are assaulted again. I can document all your injuries for any reports you'd like to file."

"That's what I say," Angelus said, nodding his agreement. "Don't believe everything you're foretold. Still, what if I'm walking down the hallway again and this - " he gestured to his chest, wincing as he did " - happens?"

He coughed. He looked thoughtful. "Document... are you sure? I'm not trying to get anybody in trouble."

"I know that you are uncomfortable with the idea. Most victims are, but you were attacked. It's your decision to make, but I know I don't want you to end up back in my clinic."

She offers him a warm smile.

He offered her a warm smile back. Then it faded. "Look, doc, it's only fair for me to tell you that if anybody found out that you were nice to me, they probably wouldn't like it." He grimaced, gesturing at himself. "Possible world-ender, here. Plus I had what you might call a seriously misspent youth."

"I can take care of myself," Lisa quirks her lips up in a smile, but her tone is slightly more serious. "We all came here for a second chance, right? You should have one too. Plus, I'm not telling if you're not telling."

"But I want to," Angelus's mouth quirked with its own shy smile, as though the fact that she was smiling at him made him want to do so in return. "Tell, I mean. It's only right. I used to be a bad, bad person. I can't blame anybody who thinks I'm going to end up on the wrong side of the Apocalypse. Heck, I'm starting to believe it myself. I've hurt people. Good people. And in ways that... that just can't be excused.

"You say second chance," Angelus continued, "and I believe in that. I want my time here at Fandom High to be a good one. I want to learn." He gave her a rueful look. "I'm having bad luck with it so far. I already got detention because I ended up scaring somebody I honestly meant to flatter. Dr. Grissom - I don't know if you know him? He said he'd help me so I wouldn't do it again. I guess that's something."

Angelus gave a light laugh, the sound clearly aimed at himself. "Okay, babbling here. Sorry. You've just been so nice, and I don't want you to be punished for that. So if you wanted to stop being nice or - or stop talking to me forever, I'd understand."

"Why would I feel that way? Angelus, this is as a person, not a clinic staffer or a student or anything else, you've been nothing but good to me. Please, don't say these kind of things. I mean... feel free to share whatever you'd like. I'm always around if you need someone to listen too, okay? I know what it is like to feel guilt for something you have done in the past, but it is right there, in the past. We can't change it, we can only change our future. Sometimes it is the best we can do, and hopefully it is good enough."

"You - you already know who I am?" Angelus blinked in surprise. "Okay, now I really feel stupid. Still, I'm glad I told you. I didn't want there to be any secrets. Well - " he gave a half-smile, which some might have called one of his more attractive expressions " - from me, anyway. Obivously the whole being beat up for who I might be is confidential, right? I'm not trying to get anybody in trouble."

"I don't presume to know who any one is, and I only know your name because I make it a point to try to learn everybody's name on campus. They all end up here eventually.

As for getting reporting your assault, like I said that's your decision to make. I'm legally bound to keep your confidence, and I would never tell a soul even if I could. I'd encourage you to do so, but you have to follow what you believe to be the best decision for you."

Angelus thought about it. "Okay. I'm going to take a chance here. I'm going to trust you. If you think we should do that - what'd you call it? Documenting? Then I will."

"Okay, good. I'll put together a report, and you let me know where you'd like it sent and when, okay? Remember, it is your decision."

"Okay, thanks," Angelus let out a long breath of air, as though he'd been holding it that whole time. "Man, I can't tell you how nervous it makes me to think of that report getting into the wrong hands."

"I will not give it to anyone other than who you tell me to, that's my word. If you have doubts about the administration here though... I haven't been here long enough to even really think about that. I'm sorry. Do you want to think about it for a while? I'll make a few notes for myself in shorthand, no one will be able to decipher it even if they did find it... and when you decide, then we'll take care of it. But take care of yourself first."

"And that will count?" Angelus asked. "For the documenting?"

She smiles reassuringly. "As long as I am around, you'd have access to the documentation anytime you'd like. But it wouldn't be an official report; the principal wouldn't know, no one would know, but me. If and when you want to do that, just ask and you shall receive."

"I guess that's something," Angelus looked at her, bewildered hope shaping his features. "Is it? Something?"

"Yeah, yeah it is. Because you have the power, and you get to make the decision. You're not closing yourself from any options. But I still think, personally, you should have me make a full report and give it to the Principal if you think you can trust her."

"Considering what happened this morning I don't think I... well I wouldn't say not trust but I don't know if she's a fan of mine," Angelus said. "She wasn't real pleased about what happened yesterday. Plus she puts a lot of stock in my bad reputation. Not that I blame her.

"Is there somebody else in authority you think could help?" Angelus asked. "Somebody you trust?"

"Dr. House. I would trust him with my life. I'm going to call him over, okay, and you can just tell him whatever you are comfortable with. We'll start slow. He may seem abrasive, but you can trust him. He doesn't bullshit, but take his attitude with a grain of salt, okay?"

Angelus gave her a small grin. "Would I get to put my pants on first?"

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Lisa laughs. "Of course. I forgot... you get used to it after a while, I mean, oh crap, yes, put your pants on. Not that House'll really care either way, doctors get used to the human body very quickly."

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