ext_309159 ([identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandom_clinic2005-10-11 10:20 pm

Late night, early morning

Alanna sat in the clinic, her hands folded behind her head, a smirk playing on her lips. In front of her stood a rather large pot of an amber colored liquid and a stack of closible cups. Another poster had been pinned up at the entrance to the clinic.


"Please help keep our clinic clean: the bathroom is to the left."
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[personal profile] can_be_more 2005-10-12 12:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Aeryn walks in early, looking every bit like a girl with a serious hangover. "This hangover remedy thing," she says. "Will it kill me?"
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[personal profile] can_be_more 2005-10-12 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Damn," Aeryn says, taking it. "What is it, exactly?"

OOC: Sorry, had to work. =/
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[personal profile] can_be_more 2005-10-13 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
Hesitantly, Aeryn takes a drink. If it does by some chance kill her, that's perfectly okay. "It's better than vodka," she decides.
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[personal profile] can_be_more 2005-10-13 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
"How long does it take to work?"
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[personal profile] can_be_more 2005-10-13 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
A little piece of Aeryn may have just found religion because she wants to thank a deity of some sort. "Thank you," she says, finishing off the drink and deciding vodka wasn't worth this.
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[personal profile] can_be_more 2005-10-13 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
"The drunk part was what I was going for. It's this part that comes as a surprise."