http://ladder62.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] ladder62.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandom_clinic2006-02-18 04:08 pm

FTEC: All day Saturday

"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.]

[identity profile] headologist.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
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.

[identity profile] headologist.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"I aten't dead," Granny said stiffly. "Seems I heard right about this place." She squinted at the television.

[identity profile] headologist.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
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."

[identity profile] headologist.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Granny looked at Tommy as if he were a very stupid child. "I'm a witch," she said slowly.

[identity profile] headologist.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
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."

[identity profile] headologist.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Granny peered at the boy. This weren't the way things were done back home, but she was in foreign parts now. When in Klatch and so forth.

"Right," she said, folding her arms across her chest and fixing Tommy with a glare. "Ask."

[identity profile] headologist.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Granny Weatherwax. You may call me Mistress Weatherwax," she said.

[identity profile] headologist.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"16 Unicorn Street," Granny replied. She didn't understand his "mistress" comment and had the feeling it was the sort of thing she was best not knowing.

[identity profile] headologist.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"Been a practicing witch since I was a girl," Granny replied.

[identity profile] headologist.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"I have dealt with the maladies and afflictions of a good portion of the Ramtops. I knows how treat just about any illness or mess that people and animals gets into," Granny said sternly.

[identity profile] headologist.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"I rise early in the mornings," she said. "Bit of tending to the garden before breakfast. Once the goats gets her, they'll be milked and fed in the mornings, too." She paused to consider the rest of her day.

[identity profile] headologist.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Granny nodded. "Day shifts will be quite suitable."

[identity profile] headologist.livejournal.com 2006-02-18 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"That will be quite all right," Granny said.

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