FTEC: All day Saturday

[ladder62.livejournal.com]

"Let's make the weekends on-call. Let's rotate who does it. Let's share responsibility." Tommy said in a high-pitched mocking tone. Of course he was mocking himself so it lacked a certain something.

Luckily there was always TV. Today it was a nature documentary about lions and gazelles. It was enough to keep him from being bored as he hung around on the odd chance an emergency or, even better, another candidate for the clinic jobs stopped by.

Especially since he'd placed a mental bet of twenty bucks on the lions.

[ooc: Like it says. Here for emergency care and/or anybody looking for work in the clinic.]

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[headologist.livejournal.com]

Granny walked into the clinic, dressed in her usual garb of a shapeless black dress and a black pointed witch hat. She looked around the clinic and sniffed derisively.

[ladder62.livejournal.com]

Tommy took one look at her and immediately went back to the lions. "Lady, whatever you need it is way too late. Try the night shift. That chick deals with dead bodies."

[headologist.livejournal.com]

"I aten't dead," Granny said stiffly. "Seems I heard right about this place." She squinted at the television.

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"If you heard it was old lady storage you heard wrong," Tommy said. A commercial came on. Sadly, it was for beer. He turned his attention to Granny. "What? Need help crossing the street or frightening kids? Because lemme tell you, that last one you have covered in spades."

[headologist.livejournal.com]

Granny's lips twitched in what might almost have been a smile, if a smile were to be hiding in a dark corner for fear of being thwapped if it showed itself.

"I hears," she said, "that you was in need of healers." She yanked open a cupboard, shook her head and slammed it shut. "No garlic, no rosemary, no tansy, no burdock root, fennel or St. John's wort. Why, I don't even see a proper cauldron. It's a wonder this town doesn't fester and die."

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"Lady, as far as I'm concerned it can fester and die," Tommy said. He looked her over again. "Healer, huh? What is this some kind of crystal-gazing new age crap?"

[headologist.livejournal.com]

Granny looked at Tommy as if he were a very stupid child. "I'm a witch," she said slowly.

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"No kidding."

[headologist.livejournal.com]

Granny hrpmh'd. "At least you're not blind," she said. She put her hands on her hips. "You can run along now. I'll take it from here."

[goodtrevor.livejournal.com]

Having gotten his clothes back from Zoe, Trevor headed to the clinic, feeling only slightly apprehensive as he went in. She'd assured him that they needed help, but the overly rational part of his brain was still trying to convince him that he was unconscious and dreaming, and he wasn't sure if this was going to help.

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"Yo," Tommy said. From the looks of the TV, the lions weren't doing so good. "What can I do you for?"

[goodtrevor.livejournal.com]

"Zoe Washburn sent me," Trevor said, stepping in further. "I was told that you might still be looking to hire doctors."

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"Oh, yeah, come on in," Tommy said. He got a form off his desk. "Take a load off. Tell me about yourself."

[goodtrevor.livejournal.com]

Trevor sat down, trying to think of how to best frame his explanation. "Well, I just recently...arrived in town," he replied. "I've been working in medical research for the past 400 six years, but I have my degree in general practice."

[zomg real life tried to eat me this weekend, I am so sorry!]

[ladder62.livejournal.com]

"Yeah?" Tommy asked. "How are you with weird stuff?"

[ooc: No prob. Same thing happened to me. =) ]

[goodtrevor.livejournal.com]

"I suppose that depends on what you would define 'weird.'" Trevor shrugged slightly. "I've seen more than a few strange conditions, but nothing that couldn't be fixed in the end."

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"Yeah?" Tommy asked. "How about somebody who was green?"

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

Han wanders in to the clinic, looking for someone, anyone to get the stitches out of his chest.

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"If I don't see a gazelle die soon I'm going to shoot something," Tommy said. He looked up when he heard someone come in. "What do you want?"

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

"I got some stitches I need out. And a general check-over." He gestures to the filing cabinet. "Dr. House should have a whole file on me."

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"Stitches I can do," Tommy said. He got up and went to get gloves. "For a checkup you gotta come back during regular hours when one of the docs is here."

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

Han takes off his shirt. There are several dozen stitches, hree major cuts and four smaller ones.

"Just a 'you're good to go do stupid heroic crap' kind of check-over will be fine."

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Tommy pulled a chair over to sit in front of Han and got to work. "Herioc crap? You one of the vampire hunter kids?"

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

"Nah. Just a pilot. Slept with the Slayer though, does that count?" He gestures to the cuts. "I stood tall when I shoulda kept my head down. Hawkeye did a real good job putting me back together."

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"Thought Slayer was a rock band," Tommy said. "And I remember you now. You were the kid who got hit hard when the snow monsters came."