fandom_clinic | FTEC - Saturday Evening shift [11/18]

Wilson had spent most of the day sitting out on the balcony wrapped in his jacket with a far away look on his face. He'd finally pulled himself together and after choking down a bit of toast, the young doctor headed down to the clinic for the evening shift.

At least it was something to put his focus on.

Getting into the clinic, Wilson brushed the little cat hairs off the counter and set up his laptop on the off chance that he might be able to work on his paper. Reading the notes left by the other doctors, he peeked briefly into Exam Room One, on young Skywalker but didn't disturb the boy.

Sitting at the counter lasted for about...half an hour, then Wilson gave up the joke that was his attempt to focus on the paper and he shut down the computer. Ransacking the drawers, he pulled together the last inventory list Janet had checked off and took himself off to the empty exam rooms.

Tearing them apart, he set in to thoroughly cleaning and disinfected the rooms, the physical activity a good outlet for his anxiety.

[ooc: Wilson is here for the evening shift, just to keep things from getting too confusing. :)]

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He might not be there exactly but he's around if you want to talk to Wilson.

For any evening visitors for young Skywalker.

Luke was staring off into space and sulking.

Stupid cryptic Force ghosts.

At some point in the night's festivities, Wilson peeked in on the clinic's patient, eyebrows lifting as he saw Luke awake.

"Hi," Luke said softly.

"Happy biteyversary," Rory said, trying for levity as she came into the room with two cups from the Perk.

"If you wanted to cancel November entirely, no one would blame you," Luke replied.

"Tempting," Rory said, and held out a cup. "It's cider. More tangy and spicy than sweet. I figured you'd like it better than what I'm having."

"Thank you," Luke said, taking the cup carefully.

He stared into it for a moment.

"Ben stopped by, was cryptic and unhelpful, and disappeared again," he said sulkily.

"...what?"

"Apparently I need to go to some system and learn how to be a Jedi from Yoda. Who, I'm guessing, is not the turtle in my room. And is presumably alive," Luke spat. "Making me not the last Jedi. I hate Ben."

"Um," said Rory, "you aren't going anywhere."

Luke bit his lip and looked away. "I'm pretty sure it wasn't a suggestion."

"You're in no condition to travel!" Rory flailed.

"I could figure out how to fly," Luke said, trying to convince himself, "and get in touch with Leia--" who would pitch a fit, Luke could see it already, "--and get medical treatment back home. And then go to Dagobah."

It was, admittedly, a pretty stupid plan.

Rory stared at him.

"Take me with you," she finally said.

Luke blinked. "...but you'll miss classes," he stammered.

"I can study abroad," she said. "I'll work something out. Take me with you."

Luke reached out for Rory's hand. "What about your mother? And Bridge?"

"I...."

Rory sighed. "I can't leave them. But...will you keep in touch?"

"Of course," Luke promised quickly. "And I'll be back as soon as I can." He looked into Rory's eyes. "I'm not leaving forever. I promise."

"And you get to meet Master Yoda," Rory said, smiling. "He's great."

Luke looked visibly relieved that Rory had taken the news so well.

"Tell me about him?"

"He's teeny-tiny, and very old," Rory said. "And he talks backwards. Which you know already, from seeing the holothingy. He's green, too. And he's very, very smart. An...Anakin told me he was a great fighter, too. He's tiny, but you don't want to go up against him with a lightsaber."

"I don't have one any more," Luke said sadly, patting a spot on the bed next to him for Rory to sit on.

Rory sat down with a frown. "He took your lightsaber?"

"It was in my hand," Luke whispered.

And we're back to Rory hugging him.

Luke clung back. "I hate this," he sniffled.

"You're not alone," she murmured.

"That's the only keeping me going," he whispered.

"We're going to help," she promised softly.

"No matter how much it hurts," she added, almost to herself.

Luke heard the second part and hugged her tighter. "I'm so, so sorry."

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