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FTEC, Saturday Morning

Alanna and Faithful settled down behind the front desk. There's a chance the girl might even stay awake this morning.

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Availabilty = shaky

El clinked his way in, presumably followed by a cadre of hurt people. "We might need some help here."

Among the presumed cadre was the purple haired demon boy, feeling terrible for thinking that Rosette really needed to lay off the chocolates as he struggled to carry her in through the door of the clinic.

Thursday was there as well, but not in need of medical attention.

Nadia was ~~handwavily~~ brought in by one of the group. Though she might have had moments of lucidity, over all, she was out. One of her shoulders looked . . . odd, and her breath was rasping a bit in her throat.

JOhn was ~~handwavily~~ dragged in, with what looked to be shock, mild exposure, and well-ventilated skin: bullets, shrapnel, ~~Faithful's claws~~ and the like.

Alanna waved Rosette into Exam Room One.

Alanna directed Nadia to be brought into room two.

John was pointed to room three.

Chrono obediently followed Alanna's direction into the Exam Room One, gently laying Rosette down. Her arm, like dead weight, dropped, and he carefully settled it back down beside her. At least her breathing had gotten steadier, less weezing. That was good, right?

Nadia went to exam room two as directed ~~like a good girl~~ for whatever ~~quite possibly handwaved~~ treatment she needed.

John collapsed in room three, not even waiting for the doctor.

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FTEC, Saturday Morning

Front Desk

Exam Room One

Exam Room Two

Exam Room Three

Exam Room Four

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