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fandom_clinic2008-08-10 06:51 pm
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FTEC - Sunday
When Igor arrived at the clinic Sunday morning, he found several humongous and hairy spiders lurking inside the doors.
He didn't react with horror, or fear, but rather with wide eyed interest, and hunkered down, drawing a pair of forceps out of a pocket. "Aren't you fascinating," he muttered, touching one, gently, then grasped it around the abdomen with the forceps and lifted it up.
Legs flailing wildly, it managed to free itself and plopped back down to the floor. The spiders hadn't expected that. No one ever reacted like that. They huddled closer together, front legs raised to try and fend him off.
The very minute that Igor turned his back to go and get a sample jar, they skittered out the door, suffering from an advanced case of Igorphobia.
He didn't react with horror, or fear, but rather with wide eyed interest, and hunkered down, drawing a pair of forceps out of a pocket. "Aren't you fascinating," he muttered, touching one, gently, then grasped it around the abdomen with the forceps and lifted it up.
Legs flailing wildly, it managed to free itself and plopped back down to the floor. The spiders hadn't expected that. No one ever reacted like that. They huddled closer together, front legs raised to try and fend him off.
The very minute that Igor turned his back to go and get a sample jar, they skittered out the door, suffering from an advanced case of Igorphobia.
Morning
She just rolled her eyes and went back to rolling newspapers into bug swatters.
Evening
OOC