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FTEC, Thursday, April 6

Christian was surprised to find the clinic full of patients when he arrived Thursday morning. Lilly was still unconscious, and there was a male stabbing victim and a female patient with severe burns as well. What the hell went on in this town last night?

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The doctor is in.

Anakin came tottering into the clinic shortly after 7th period, cradling his right hand in his left and looking very much like he'd gotten into a fight with a vampire (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/530100.html?#cutid1).

"Um," he said. "Hello?"

"You look like you came out on the wrong end of a fight," Christian said, stepping into the lobby.

"You should see the other guy," Anakin said, eyes going a little unfocused. "But noooooo, he's all Mister 'It's Just a Flesh Wound' being."

He bit his lip. "And he broke my hand."

"Let me take a look at that," Christian said. "Right this way. (http://community.livejournal.com/fandom_clinic/105955.html?thread=4411107#t4411107)"

As soon as she got the message (http://rory--gilmore.livejournal.com/28087.html?thread=1698999#t1698999), Rory headed down to the clinic.

"Hello?" she called out, walking into the lobby.

Christian walked out into the lobby. "How are your limbs?" he asked, smiling. "Still attached?"

"Still attached," Rory affirmed quickly. "Where's Anakin? What happened? Is he okay?"

"He'll be okay," Christian assured her. "Looks like he got into a fight and has a concussion and a broken wrist. I want to keep him here overnight just to be on the safe side, but you can see him if you want. He's in Exam Two (http://community.livejournal.com/fandom_clinic/105955.html?thread=4417251#t4417251)."

Rory nodded. "Thanks," she said quietly, heading back.

Lilly Kane.

Empty!

Christian led Anakin into the exam room to get a look at his broken hand.

Anakin sat down on the exam table with a sigh, his head still spinning.

Being thrown into a wall and getting punched in the head will do that to you.

He held his hand out for inspection.

[OOC: The boy's got a pretty decent concussion, a crushed hand and broken wrist and a truly impressive black eye coming along. *is mean*]

Christian examined Anakin's hand. "I'm going to have to get some x-rays of this hand." He looked into Anakin's eyes. "And a head CT, too, in case you have an intracranial hemorrhage. You definitely have a concussion."

[ooc: Running home from work now. Back in an hour!]

Anakin nodded, pretending like he had the faintest idea what the doctor was talking about.

"You could just drop me in bacta," he said woozily. "It always worked before."

"Bacta?" Christian repeated. "What the hell is that?"

He proceeded with the *handwavey* tests and scans and gave Anakin a proper examination. "I'm going to have to put that hand in a cast," he said. "You've got a nasty concussion but no sign of additional head trauma other than the bruising around the eye."

"Blue stuff," Anakin said. "Comes in a container about so high?" He waved his hand up towards the ceiling. "Tastes horrible, heals everything. Very handy."

Anakin had been out of it enough that he hadn't really registered the doctor as anyone but "doctor."

He finally looked up. "Bel?!"

Christian sighed. "No, I'm not the local juvenile delinquent. I'm Christian. Dr. Christian Troy. Now stop the hand waving and sit still so I can cast your wrist."

Anakin leaned back against the pillows and held out his hand. "Sorry," he said. "It's been a long couple of days."

He thought about something. "Will I have to stay here?"

Christian did all the proper doctory things and put a cast on Anakin's forearm. "Don't get it wet, and come back in three days so we can make sure everything is setting okay," he said. "You don't have to stay here tonight, but it might be best to keep you here for observation. Especially since I'm going to give you some painkillers that are going to knock you on your ass. You want me to call anyone and tell them you're here?"

Anakin made a face and looked down at his cast. Jedi healing would make that go away a lot faster, as soon as his head stopped spinning.

Maybe tomorrow.

"Painkillers sound good," he echoed, then thought about the doctor's question. Someone Anakin wanted him to call.

He shouldn't. Screw it. He could blame it on the pain meds.

"Rory Gilmore (http://rory--gilmore.livejournal.com/28087.html), if you wouldn't mind," he said. "She's a friend of mine."

At least he hoped she still was.

"All right, I'll give her a call," Christian said. He handed Anakin two pills and a glass of water. "Take these and lie down. I'll be right back."

Anakin took the pills and closed his eyes.

Rory was going to kick his ass.

If she showed up at all.

Rory bit her lip as she stood in the doorway.

When she was absolutely certain he was asleep, she quietly walked all the way in and folded herself into the chair by his bed, drawing her knees up to her chest and watching him anxiously.

She stayed like that for the rest of the afternoon.

Allie Cameron.

Allie? Very much unconscious. She might groan in pain a bit but that's all.

[mun=very busy today, so feel free to drop by, but Allie won't be interacting.]

Nadia stopped just inside the doorway of the exam room and stared down at Allie for a long time, her hands shoved into her pockets.

When she spoke, it was quiet enough that even if Allie were awake, she might not have heard.

"I'm sorry."

Then she left again.

Boone stood in the doorway, looking quietly at Allie for some time. Lying in the starched, colorless sheets, she looked so... fragile, was the only word he could think of. His heart skipped a beat as he noticed the oxygen mask.

Finally, he drew in a sharp breath, and crossed the room, sitting in an uncomfortable plastic chair.

He wasn't sure how he long he remained there, whispering softly to her, saying any stupid little thing that came into his mind, as if that would somehow do anything.

GOB.

GOB was here if anyone was up for visiting. ~~But his mun was on slowplay.~~

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