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Clinic [2/8]

Susan opened the clinic, and got out her files for the patients she was expecting-- and again, hoped that new doctors would be reporting in soon.

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Susan looked up from where she was finishing paperwork at the front desk, and smiled. "Hello? Dr. Lambert, I assume?"

"You assume correctly." She offered her hand with a smile. "Dr. Natalie Lambert."

"Dr. Susan Pevensie." She shook Natalie'sh and with a smile. "A pleasure and a relief to meet you! I'm the school counselor. I'm so relieved they've hired a replacement for Dr. House already."

"Well, I don't know about replacing Dr. House... But a new doctor, yes." Natalie looked around. "Busy day?"

"Backed up appointments. We've had some excitement recently, and there's the usual fall-out after any excitement." Susan offered her the lollipop jar. "Lollipop? It's rather a tradition. If you don't mind my asking, Dr. Lambert, are you a general practioner, or a specialist?"

Natalie's stomach roiled at the thought of the lollipop. She put up her hand. "No thank you," she replied. She then leaned her weight against the counter, using her elbow. "I, ah, was actually an ME. I had a regular patient or two, though, kept up with my studies so that I can treat patients with a pulse." Or without, as the case may be...

"Really," Susan said, intrigued. "Then this will be quite a departure for you. Of course, I think it is for all of us." She bit her lower lip. "This will seem like a silly question, but-- what year is it, for you?"

"A bit, yes," Natalie agreed. She furrowed her brow. The displacement thing was going to get a little strange. "It's 2006 for me. Are you... not from around here?" Maybe she was taking it for granted that Dr. Pevensie was even human.

"I'm from London, 1962." Susan gave a little what-can-you-do? shrug. "And apparently, possibly not even this world. It's rather confusing. I thought I ought to warn you of that; I'm trying to catch up, but it's not easy. As easy as going from coroner to G.P., I suppose."

"Oh, I adapt to change fairly quickly," Nat said with a little laugh. She looked up as a fairly pale man entered.

Clad in jeans, an untucked uniform shirt that read "Al", he approached her, carrying a clipboard. Behind him, another man entered, pushing a handtruck with several wooden crates. "Which one of yous is Dr. Natalie Lambert?"

Natalie cleared her throat. "I am?"

"Good. We gots a few packages for yas." He gestured to the crates. They were prominently labelled "FRAGILE." "You sign here and tell my partner where to park 'em."

As she signed her name, Nat turned to Dr. Pevensie. "Is there a place I can store these until I know where to unpack them?"

[Sorry for the multi-play here, but I didn't recruit anyone to play a ...courier. =) ]

"Exam Room #2, possibly?" Susan suggested. "We don't have any patients at the moment, so you should be able to unpack at your leisure. Is this all your equipment?"

_{[np-- have to go get food; back in 1/2 hour]}

Natalie glanced around a corner and directed the men around to where she saw the exam rooms were. She looked back to Susan as the cart squeakily rolled past. "A few odds and ends to help in my research. It's all owned by my grant-writer, of course, but they're generous and let it travel with me."

"What is your area of research?" Susan asked, looking interested. "And have you heard anything about your colleagues to be hired? I'm afraid I'm rather on the dark about the new doctors. Although our Vice Principal also happens to be one."

Natalie didn't bat an eyelash. "I received a grant to research polymorphous light eruptions, sort of a sun allergy. I've made some good strides, but there's still a lot to be done."

She shoved her hands into the pockets of her coat. "As for the other doctors..." She shrugged. "I was told they were hiring more than just me. Other than that, I haven't heard anything."

Susan bit her lip. "What... did they tell you about this school?"

"Not so much, actually," Nat answered with a laugh. "I did learn a thing or two about life here from the bartender at Caritas. From what he told me, I can only imagine what the school is like."

"My first shock was meeting a girl who could fly. Then there was the cat who talked," Susan said judiciously. "By the time I found out that some of the students were aliens and that there were vampires ravaging the town, I'd almost adjusted to the fact that I was forty years in the future and Roy Orbison was dead."

"It sounds like anything normal is abnormal around here."

She wouldn't think about vampires ravaging the town. She wouldn't show too much interest...though she did make a mental note to start carefully poking around.

[OOC: Okay. Hate to, but I need to get some sleep. Ugh. EST.]

"Pretty much." Susan gave her a warm smile. "I'm glad the idea of it doesn't upset you too much. On balance? The people are lovely. I do hope you stay."

_{[np, later, then]}

Natalie couldn't help but return it. "Well, I'm here for now. I'll just have to see how it works out." She glanced at her watch. "I'd better go keep an eye on Laurel and Hardy back there. See you around?"

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