Paperwork...anyone got a Bic and some lighter fluid?

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Sundays were usually a good time for the week's paperwork to get done. For some reason the majority of people did not, as a rule, get hurt on Sundays.

Of course, who knew if this place was going to follow that particular rule, but the size of the apartment -or lack there of- made massive paperwork projects somewhat impossible, so that left the Clinic.

Really, he was going to have to start getting out more.

For the time being, however, he was puttering about in the front of the clinic, using the chairs in the waiting room to help him sort and work on filing. He had his little radio with him and the dulcet tones of some song he yoinked off the internet played throughout the front room of the Clinic, keeping him company for the time being.

[ooc: Lazy Sunday if anyone would like to poke or needs to bleed.]

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

Jack comes into the clinic and gives DEATH a waver before making his way towards House's Boy.

"Here for my check-up."

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

The doctor was perhaps looking a tad frayed at the edges but that was nothing new. Smiling to Jack in his habitually friendly manner, Wilson waved the youngster over and rather then dragging him back into an exam room he just quietly began to go over him behind the counter.

The tests weren't that invasive after all.

"Dizzy, nausea?"

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

"Only when Locker 327 tries to eat me. I've managed to convince it that it's a vegetarian thus far."

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson gave Jack a wry look and then lowered his hands.

"You're fine. See you on schedule starting tomorrow."

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

"Got it. Any clue what my hours are yet or should I just check the sheets tomorrow?"

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson wiped his hand over his face...had he gotten the schedule up? He couldn't remember.

"Check the sheets tomorrow. I'll have them up later tonight."

[ooc: Which is the mun's excuse for the fact that there are no real schedules. :) ]

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

"Okay cool, anything else or are we cool?"

[*Will. Not. Make. Schedules*]

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

"We are cool...until the next time we are uncool."

Wilson grinned and shooed at Jack.

"Go, do homework."

[ooc: Sleep, sleep is a good thing.]

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

"Homework? Sh'yeah, right. See you tomorrow House Boy."

Jack headed out the clinic and back towards his dorm room.

[Dude. Because of the Starter Kit I've had four hours of sleep since ten am Friday.]

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*DEATH looks up from his charts*

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

"Hey DEATH, how've you been lately."

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

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

We have fashion fascists? I didn't know that. When you get your buttons done I'll take some and hand them out in class, 'kay?

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

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

I've been a radical for a while now, I was pro-military when everyone else was anti.