Clinic Hours - Wednesday November 2nd 2005

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

The Clinic was opened, perhaps a little late as someone had been out stalking coffee from The Perk this morning.

That didn't mean he didn't have a pot of Kona brewing quietly behind him as he sat and worked thoughtfully on a clipboard in his lap.

Doctor on Duty

Comments

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

Jonathan comes into the clinic for his test results now that that scary ass Dr. House wasn't around.

"Dr. Wilson?" he calls, "Hello, Dr. Wilson.... Dr. House"

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson surfaced from the office, a pretzel stick caught between his lips...mmmm lunch.

"Hey, Jonathan." He spoke neatly around the pretzel before crunching it up the rest of the way and walking towards the front desk.

"You here to pick up your tests results?"

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

"Hi! and yeah, I figured barring a major disaster, you probably had them done," he said, "also thought I'd go for fancy dress and you know, put on a shirt," he says indicating his clothes.

((ooc: okay, so I noticed it in last night's ep but didn't think I'd seen it in the Season 1 DVDs, is Wilson always eating something in his scenes?))

ooc

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Re: ooc

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

[OOC but IC: OMFG I HATE YOU ADAMA.]

Re: ooc

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

((pfft, you're just pissy cause your BFF is stealing your woman!

Re: ooc

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Re: ooc

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

[ooc: *Watches the insanity with a shy grin and then blushes* Awww...thank you!]

Re: ooc

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige walked in looking very nervous, she'd been putting this off big style but after what the evil one had done her body she knew she had to get tested.

She took a deep breath and waited for the doctor

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson was coming back from duct taping checking up on Jack and he smiled when he saw Paige.

"Good afternoon Miss. Matthews, can I help you with something?"

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige looks horribly embarrassed thank god she'd just missed Jonathan "erm I need an STD test." she says quitely avoiding looking at him

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

((this is why Jonathan insisted on the glove!))

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

((but-but it wasn't her fault! poor Paige, at least she can heal if anything does go wrong! :D))

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

Jonathan comes into the clinic, yet again, later on in the day. He's dressed much nicer however, in a button down shirt and slacks instead of jeans. It's time for his counseling hours and seeing as he's in a much better place emotionally this week, he's actually holding them.

"Hello Dr. Wilson," Jonathan calls to him while stowing his backpack underneath the front desk. He takes out one of the posters he'd made previously and looked around, again, for the tape. It was never where he left it, granted that had been over a week ago but still.

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Wilson looked up from the oncology journal he was reading and smiled to the returning Jonathan.

"Good evening, Jonathan."

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

"Just can't stay away Dr. Wilson, I blame you of course, before you came here I couldn't wait to get out of here, I wonder why that might be?" he says and smiles, continuing his search for tape.

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

((Gremlin bite coming your way shortly.))

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Thanks for the heads up! What time in FH time is it?]

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[CJ walks in supporting the Doctor. He looks worn and ragged. She deposits him and gets him care for his gremlin bite and subsequent fatigue. Then she leaves]


((sorry, we're both off for a few hours, but it's important he get put here and she go. THanks for understanding.))

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Err, not a problem but shall we just hold this as a tag to be played tomorrow?]

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

((I'll be back by 9:30 PM EST to play it out.))

((and now, for actual gameplay...))

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor looks very, very tired. It seems to have come on him very suddenly, and he can't stop yawning. Furthermore, he seems to be vaguely paranoid of Wilson.] Isn't there just some kind of drug I can get and go home and die of angst?

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*DEATH walks in, knowing that its late and, really, past his curfew. However, he figures the clinic has to be run and he's not exactly in danger. Mortal peril requires a pulse first.

He is wrapped in duct tape, from head to toe, including his scythe. His usual protest sign hangs from his scythe. Mysteriously, there seems to be a small duck on his shoulder. It quacks occassionally.*



*The rubber duck quacks again.*

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Was Death surprised to find the oncologist puttering about at this late hour? Hopefully not.

Wilson smiled when he saw the duct tape wrapped individual as he carried a couple of journals from the office towards the front desk.

"Hey there, Death. I understand that you have prior...obligations." Yeah, that was a bit of a strange comment to get past his lips and punchiness could hopefully be attributed to the next muttering. "I doubt dead people are good about writing out notes."

A quick grin was shot towards Death and Wilson leaned back against the counter and crossed his arms over his chest.

"You know I'm always happy to have you about...err...in your unofficial capacity. There are going to be a couple of changes for assistants...though you don't need school credit do you?" Rubbing at his forehead pensively, Wilson lowered his hand with a soft snort.

"I'll figure it all out later. Yes, thank you if you could pick up the late shifts whereever possible my desperate need for sleep would greatly appreciate it."

Wilson gave Death a friendly smile, hey...his only enemy was cancer, Wilson actually respected Death.