FTEC , Sunday, January 20 -- Evening Shift.

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There were medical books and bottles of aspirin to make carefully balanced towers out of on the front desk today, but they weren't getting much attention. Adah had collected them and set them up, only to have them abandoned for brooding. She was trying to figure out the reason for the closed library earlier when she'd shown up, with a lightly lingering tugging in the back of her bran that she'd been missing....something this weekend.

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Re: Front Desk -- 01/20

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"I missed a stair," lied Brooke, giving a little hop on her "good" ankle to further the effect before she got to do the crutch thing. "I think I tore a ligament or something. Or you know, I've heard about people who had hairline fractures and never knew it, so maybe I broke it because it hurts a lot." No, it didn't.

Re: Front Desk -- 01/20

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A torn ligament? Adah arched a skeptical eyebrow, tucking the clipboard slightly in against her to keep balance while she made notes. "How did you fall?" she asked; if it was a torn ligament, it was quite a fall. Probably onto something in which a limb could get mangled on, and then awkwardly, painfully jarred away, maybe. Awkward, painful angles. At least in Adah's mind.

Re: Front Desk -- 01/20

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"I was going down ths stairs too fast and whoops, I misjudged and there was twisting and pain and did I mention this hurts?" asked Brooke. It still didn't. "Maybe it's just a bad sprain. A really bad sprain."

Re: Front Desk -- 01/20

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"How many stairs did you fall down?" Adah asked, still trying to picture it. She wasn't setting limping foot into an exam room until she had a good idea of how it occurred. It was, after all, important to be thorough in medical studies.

Re: Front Desk -- 01/20

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There was the briefest of pauses before she said, "...Two?"

Re: Front Desk -- 01/20

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The eyebrow quirked again. Adah could fall down two steps and be fine. She cleared her throat a little, limping down the hall to exam room one (http://community.livejournal.com/fandom_clinic/437896.html?thread=9670792#t9670792), holding the door open as she gestured the girl in.