Clinic Open for Wednesday Oct 19th

[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.

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[brambless.livejournal.com]

"Um, Doctor?" Tara looks a little hesitant. "Can I talk to you for a minute? About Maia?"

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson had been reaching for a highlighter when he heard the tentative voice and looked up.

"Good morning," he smiled gently. "Sure, are you a friend of hers?"

[brambless.livejournal.com]

Tara nods. "I'm the one who brought her in. Um, I was wondering if you know anything? I mean, if there's anything physically wrong with her?" She wrings her hands nervously.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*walks in cradling her right hand*

Hello?

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Looking up from a crossword puzzle, yes a crossword puzzle leave him alone, he's a geek, Wilson smiled to the new arrival, dark eyes immediately taking in the way she was holding her hand.

"Good morning, what can I help you with?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*hold up hand, knuckles and backs of her fingers are covered in cuts, bruises and abrasions*

I hurt my hand.

[brandnew-world.livejournal.com]

Hotaru wanders in the clinic, looking like she hasn't gotten enough sleep. She yawned a little, smiling. "Hi. I'm here to volunteer."

(OOC: ...six in the morning. Whooo~)

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson looked up with a blink that quickly settled into a friendly smile.

"Indeed? Always words we like to here. Do you know what you'd like to volunteer for?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus stopped by during a moment between classes. He caught Wilson's eye, but indicated he could wait if need be. He wasn't there for medical reasons.

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson did a bit of a double take when he saw the vampire, then nodded to the indication.

It took him a few minutes to juggle things the busy morning but hell...compared to the hospital, this was child's play and so he didn't keep Angelus waiting too long, hopefully.

Walking back to where ever the vampire's inquisitive nature had taken him, Wilson called out cheerfully.

"Hey, what do you need?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Hey doc," Angelus leaned against the counter. "Just saying hi. House around?"

After Chaucers....

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty stumbles into the clinic looking like he had the crap beaten out of him. He rings the service bell and leans up against the counter.

Re: After Chaucers....

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson surfaced after a few minutes from one of the rooms, paused and stated the obvious.

"Who the hell used you for a punching bag?"

[jerusalem-s.livejournal.com]

Professor Jerusalem popped out of thin air into the clinic and staggered. "God, I hate it when he does that!"

Glancing around, he snarled, "I have an emergency medical evaluation on the way. Is there a doctor available?"

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson was finishing a note to House as he surfaced from a room to the snarling and to his credit, finally he was able to respond without missing a beat.

"Is this by any chance a man who appears to be suffering from a psychotic break and is improperly propositioning...uh...everyone?"

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Krycek and Jake showed up quickly, having been neither engaged or without coffee, and walked into the clinic. Glancing at each other when nothing up front seemed suspicious or odd, the interns then headed to the back of the clinic, finding whatever door the most noise was coming from. Krycek knocked firmly, noting that it was Spider's voice, among others, that he could hear on the other side. "Boss?"

[jerusalem-s.livejournal.com]

"If you're Gavin, enter. Otherwise, stay put." Spider called over his shoulder. There wasn't quite enough room in here for four.

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

Hank waits until the clinic is relatively clear, then walks up to the doctor on duty.

"Pardon me, but I would like some blood tests done, please. And some industrial-strength flea-and-tick shampoo."

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson was probably starting to look a little frayed around the edges but that didn't stop him from smiling in a friendly manner...and then giving a bit of a blink.

It might have been a bigger blink, had it not been for his having met Red a week ago.

"Blood tests and...flea and tick shampoo. Okay, have you been here before, sir?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

After classes and study hall, Alanna walks into the clinic, her usual food and coffee in hand.

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

After he'd finished cleaning up Evil!Ash and then himself, Wilson had headed back to the counter to write up a big note, to put on the door.

Looking up at Alanna he smiled a little wearily.

"Don't go into Exam 5. Rover is in there with a non authorized person, who appears to be quite beyond insane."

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

*limps in with a right leg that more closely resembles a purple tree trunk*


Um... I assume I sign in somewhere?

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson looked up with a bit of a harried grin.

"Well...you would, if I'd remembered to put out a clipboard. What can I he..."

His words bit off as he caught sight of the leg. Whistling softly he moved to the man's side.

"I think that problem is self evident actually. Come on, let's get back into one of the rooms. Do you need help?"

As in help getting back to the room.

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

Jack comes into the clinic with a purpose.

And for once he doesn't have a new injury.

"Hey House-Boy? You around here?"

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson considered giving Jack a quick, firm rebuke on the name but decided that the more he responded to it...the more Jack would beat him over the head with it.

"What do you need, Danger Mouse?"