Clinic Hours - Friday Morning

[stykera]

Stark was unsettled by all of the snow and the cold and he hadn’t slept well as a result. He had come down to the clinic when he woke up, because at least there he might have something to do until it was time for Art. Sitting in his room staring out the window and thinking of things that were better left alone was not going to do him any good. So he was in the clinic, occasionally looking at his vocabulary sheet for Grissom’s Paranormal class and muttering to himself.

((I’m only around until 1 EST today, but I’ll be back around 5 if you really want to tag me for anything.))

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After Lunch

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna came into the clinic, wearing only about seven layers of clothing. Faithful was on her shoulder, looking very smug.

Refugee help

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

"Hey, is anyone here?" Victor called as he ran into the clinic.

Re: Refugee help

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, what's up?" Alanna put down the book she was reading.

Re: Refugee help

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

"Did you hear the announcement? We got a bunch of people from town in the gym right now. I was hoping we could get a medic over there just in case someone's hurt."

Re: Refugee help

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna grabbed her bag and Faithful and quickly got up. "Let's go."

Re: Refugee help

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," Victor said gratefully, and walked with her to the gym (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/570218.html?thread=26741354#t26741354).