Tuesday Clinic Hours

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*DEATH, taking Binky for a ride through the school halls, notices that the On Call light is still on. Riding through the clinic door, he switches the light off and sets Binky up with some oats in the waiting room. Unperterbed by his truncated after-class ride, DEATH begins braiding Binky's hair with red and green ribbon.

The horse seems unimpressed.

Those that cannot see DEATH feel a jolly sense of dread and notice that there appears to be a large, and now festive, white horse in the clinic waiting room.*

The Clinic is open. Bleed here, or pet the horsey.

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

After the incident with the faucet and his eye, John decides to stop into the clinic just to make sure the gash near his eye didn't need stitches.

When he walks into the clinic, there's a horse. A white horse. Pretty horse.

"Hello? Is the horse on clinic duty?"

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I banged my eye on a faucet this morning and it's still hurting. I'm just coming in to make sure I don't need stitches or something," John tells Binky.

Exam Room One - NFB

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

Exam Room One - Fixing an Eye it seems...

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*DEATH stands and grabs his scythe from behind the desk.*



*DEATH stops to pat Binky on the neck before he goes.*



*Binky nickers softly and the sense of dread trailing DEATH begins to move towards Exam Room One (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandom_clinic/55305.html?thread=2633993#t2633993), the of which swings open.*

Re: Exam Room One - NFB

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John steps inside the room and shivers slightly. He's almost getting used to the feeling though. The pageant had exposed him to the feeling and he's learning how to deal with it.

"I've never been back here," John says a bit nervously.

Re: Exam Room One - NFB

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*The room is pretty sterile and clean looking, although there appear to be construction paper decorations around, put there last night by DEATH himself. There is a chair and a small exam table.*

Re: Exam Room One - NFB

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John takes a seat and rubs his arms. "No moonshoes. Those were pageant only. Thanks, by the way, for letting us wear them."

Re: Exam Room One - NFB

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*DEATH begins to examining John's eye, leaning close enough that, if DEATH had any breath to breathe, it would be felt on John's cheek. However, lacking lungs, this is thankfully not an issue. His touch, however, is cold and mildly creepy.*

((OOC: You want stiches, or just a bandage?))

Re: Exam Room One - NFB

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"I'll let Bridge know you think moonshoes are gonna catch on," he says and shivers at the touch. "And that's good to hear. About it not being fatal. Because that would suck."

Re: Exam Room One - NFB

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

Re: Exam Room One - NFB

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Uh..." John's not entirely sure so he chooses with the thing that sounds the quickest. "I think I can handle it so don't worry about the local anesthesia."

John nods once, confirming his decision.

Re: Exam Room One - NFB

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*DEATH shrugs, having learned long ago that, for inexplicabl reasons, mortals, males in particular, had a strange affinity for pain. Hunting in the cabinet, DEATH removes a package of sterile 3-0 Ethilon, some betadine and saline guaze scrubs, and a rather old looking green lollipop.

He carefully scrubs the area with the cleansers, and then begins stitching the wound closed, pushing the needle carefully and efficiently through the skin.

He hums a dirge-like version of Jingle Bell Rock while doing this.*

Re: Exam Room One - NFB

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John grits his teeth and tries not to move so DEATH wouldn't hit his eye or something else he needed.

Of course, like most any song, he hears Jingle Bells and starts humming too though his is a little more strained.

Re: Exam Room One - NFB

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*DEATH finishes his last pass, completing the suture job. It is something that would make any doctor proud. He then hands John the green lollipop.*

Re: Exam Room One - NFB

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John takes the green lollipop and smiles. It hurts a bit but this is much better then this morning.

"Thank you. And thanks again for helping out at the pageant."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack walks in, and blinks at seeing a horse. "Um, hello? Is anyone here?"

[I can't think of any reason why Jack would be able to see DEATH, so, hee.]

Re: Exam Room One - NFB

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*DEATH, returning from the exam room, answers from the door.*

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack looks around, baffled. He's got an odd feeling... like someone is playing Christmas carols in a minor key on a out-of-tune piano, but he can't see anyone.

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*Binky nuzzles Harkness's shoulder, as if trying to encourage an answer.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack looks around a bit. "Um, I feel fine. I just can't remember the last three months."

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*DEATH pauses momentarily, considering this.*

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, it is. I'd really like to remember the last three months. I was sitting in town yesterday when all of a sudden, BAM! I couldn't remember anything before September 8th."

[death-n-binky.livejournal.com]

*There is an impression that, perhaps, the correct answer would be no.*