FTEC, Wednesday Night

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Arriving at the clinic, Natalie slipped out of her jacket and exchanged it for a labcoat, looping her stethoscope around her neck. It wasn't that she needed the device but it certainly made her feel more...doctor-like, if there was such a term. It was certainly different than y-incisions and poking around black smokers' lungs. These patients had heartbeats. Well, most of them, she thought.

She crossed the room and switched on the coffeepot before disappearing into the lab.

[Cowering in my room, trying to steer clear of family before the full invasion tomorrow. Available if interaction is needed.]