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FTEC – Saturday [February 7]

Ino (lucky Ino) hadn’t noticed anything odd about today, and had tiredly made it out of her nice, warm bed and to the clinic. A shower had perked her up a little bit, and the hot chocolate she’d grabbed from the Perk even more.

Getting to the clinic she promptly curled up in the chair, and wondered if they’d let her use a blanket and take a nap. Even if that was completely unprofessional. But maybe...

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Ino hasn't gotten the blanket, but it's sounding better minute by minute.

For as many sandwiches as Luke made, it was a miracle he didn't cut himself more often. But this time he had, a nice neat slice through one thumb.

It wasn't that bad, but it was awkward because it was on his right hand. Someone ~~handwavily~~ suggested there was a clinic in town, and so that was where he found himself, napkin still pressed to his bleeding hand.

"Hi?" he asked the girl there. She looked about his age, and pretty; he smiled. "Is this where a guy can come to get stitched up?"

Edited 2009-02-07 19:53 (UTC)

Ino had glanced up at the sound of the door opening, and was on her feet in a flash even though she was tired. Romeo? But... littler? What?

"Yes," she said, hurrying over at the sight of the blood. "It totally is. What's happened here?"

"Nothing, nothing," he said as he pulled the napkin away to reveal a cut that was bloody, but not especially severe. "A knife bit me. I can't bandage my right hand, so somebody told me to come here."

"Bit you, yeah?" she asked, relaxing a bit at that. "Can I get your name, and we'll get you right in to have that looked at. Don't suppose your last name in Montague, right?"

If it was though, she was going to be calling him Mini-Romeo forever and ever.

Luke looked confused. "No. Brower. Luke Brower. How do you even spell Monta-whatever?"

"M-o-n-t-a-g-u-e," she rattled off. "I think, anyway. Sorry, you just look a lot like one of my best friends, so I figured you were probably family, or something. Though if you were, you picked up the standard way of talking quicker than he did."

Ino grinned. "But he's awesome anyway. Come on, let's get you checked out, shall we?"

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Julian had woken up today somewhere that was very definitely not DS-9. After a brief time (okay, not so brief, but who was going to tell on him here?), he found a building labeled "clinic" and walked inside.

"Hello," he said. "I'm Doctor Julian Bashir. Could you tell me where I am?"

Ino was just finishing up the paperwork from Luke and glanced up, running her eyes over him to check for any injuries, before smiling and straightening her back.

"Hi," she chirped. "I'm Ino, one of the clinic volunteers. Um, so obviously this is a clinic and... we're on Fandom Island if that helps any?"

"Not even a little bit," Julian replied with a smile. "What planet am I on? I'm fairly sure this isn't a holosuite program..."

"What's a holosuite?" Ino asked curiously. "And, we're on Earth? Or at least one version of it."

"Earth? Really? What year?" he asked eagerly.

"2009," she said, glad at least that Fandom made those sorts of questions less weird. "It's February 7th."

He wrinkled up his nose. "Early 21st Century? Why would I be here? Nothing interesting happens for a while."

"Maybe Fandom wanted you here for some reason," she deadpanned. "It's not like I'd know. This isn't even my world."

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Do you really want to be in here?

"Up on the bed," she said briskly. "And I'll take a better look at that hand."

"Bossy, bossy, bossy," Luke joked, but he hopped up. "Yeah, I don't know anybody with that name, sorry. Do you go to the school?"

"I haven't even started being bossy," she said absently, getting out a few handwipes to start with, "and I do. Sophomore. I stay up in the dorms and, ah well, whatever. If you see a guy 'round here that looks like you a good bit, but is older? That's Romeo.

"Freshman," Luke said, almost proudly. "So, uh, I guess I'll see you 'round."

"I don't really know my dad's side of the family," he offered, by which he meant he hadn't seen his father since he was two. "Maybe he's a cousin or something. Is he from New York?"

That was almost cute, the pride.

"Hold your hand out," she said, "it'll sting a bit but we've got to disinfect it first. And, um, he's from... Verona, I think? Maybe that's in New York?"

See Ino fail at geography. Fail Ino, fail.