Guard on Duty

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::the recently "hired" drug guard, none other than Coach Ash, has arrived at the clinic to start his volunteer work::

::again just addressing in general, not singling anyone out::

"Yo, where's my chair and coffee? The King is in, and he demands his throne and tribute."

::Ash wanders over to position himself to best protect the medical supply closet::

"This is the King's land now. No one goes through here except by royal decree!"

::Pulls out his cellphone, and orders a coffee from The Perkolater::

"Oh, and make sure to bring me some sugar, baby." ::he hangs up::

::wonders if he should've gotten a list from Doc House about which students were actually workers here::

::decides he'll just stop anyone and hopes they issue Work IDs at the clinic::