FTEC, Wednesday, April 1

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Once she'd made sure that the exam rooms were clean and the inventory was still as stocked as it should have been, Martha let herself get settled in behind the desk, and started flipping through the news stations, trying to find one that she could stand to watch for more than a few minutes at a time.

[The clinic is a zombie-free zone, so you're safe in here! Mind the OCD, por favor.]

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Day Shift - Front Desk [04/01]

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Martha is here for anyone who comes in.

Day Shift - Exam Rooms [04/01]

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Evening Shift - Front Desk [04/01]

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Martha was still here for visitors.

Re: Evening Shift - Front Desk [04/01]

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"Somebody, help!" Dinah was still half-dragging, half-supporting Priestly as they banged through the doors to the Clinic. "He was attacked, it was a zombie," and who cared how stupid that sounded, getting him help was more important. "I think we lost them but he knocked his head, and his arm, his hand's messed up--"

Re: Evening Shift - Front Desk [04/01]

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Priestly was trying to look over his shoulder, having been attempting to keep track of their zombie pursuers while getting dragged around. "Can they come in here? They can't come in here, right?"

Re: Evening Shift - Front Desk [04/01]

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Martha was much less worried about the word "zombie" than she was about people being potentially injured. "It's all right. Come here, let me take a look at the two of you. Are you both hurt?" she asked.

Re: Evening Shift - Front Desk [04/01]

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Gulping for breath, Dinah quickly shook her head. "They didn't get near me. One of them knocked Priestly around, though. I heard his head hit the pavement." She finally let go of Priestly's arm and patted his back, still reeling from having encountered zombies for the second time this week.

Re: Evening Shift - Front Desk [04/01]

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"I'm okay," Priestly insisted. He swayed slightly and glanced around the clinic, then swallowed as the room spun. "Okay, maybe not."

Re: Evening Shift - Front Desk [04/01]

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"Definitely not," Martha said, taking his arm as he swayed. "Let's get you into an exam room (http://community.livejournal.com/fandom_clinic/554747.html?thread=11414011#t11414011), and I can get a better look at you."

Re: Evening Shift - Front Desk [04/01]

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"Thanks, Doctor," Dinah said, squeezing Priestly's hand before letting go. "I'm gonna call a friend, let him know what happened. Where we are." She took a breath. "I'll be right here when you get out, Priestly."

Re: Evening Shift - Front Desk [04/01]

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Priestly nodded vaguely as he followed Martha -- then regretted the movement.

Zombies sucked.

Re: Evening Shift - Front Desk [04/01]

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Dinah called Tony (http://wantstodirect.livejournal.com/1631.html?thread=158047#t158047), then settled in to wait for Priestly.

The nurses were nice enough to give her a lollipop and a soda while she waited, still trying to come down from the adrenaline from the rush across town.

Re: Evening Shift - Front Desk [04/01]

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Tony was halfway to the clinic when he realized he probably should've brought some kind of anti-zombie weapon with him. He wasn't going to go back, but he was on high alert the rest of the way. Fortunately, he didn't spot any zombies.

He flagged down a rickshaw and got the guy to park next to the clinic, then ran in, looking for Dinah. He raised his eyebrows when he spotted her. "They gave you sugar?" he asked, trying not to sound as out-of-breath as he was.

Evening Shift - Exam Rooms [04/01]

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Exam 1: Priestly

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For our colorful first patient.

Re: Exam 1: Priestly

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"Dude," Priestly said, swallowing again as he tried to keep in mind Dinah's advice to "puke later". "Zombies. Weird."

He was having a little bit of trouble focusing.

Re: Exam 1: Priestly

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Martha guided him over to the bed in the exam room, and helped him sit down. "Did you run into trouble at the bar?" she asked. That was certainly the first thing she thought of when she heard the word "zombie" these days.

Re: Exam 1: Priestly

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"Huh?" Priestly took a few moments to figure out what a bar had to do with anything. "I was buying hair dye."

Re: Exam 1: Priestly

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"You weren't near Caritas?" Martha asked, carefully checking his pulse as she looked him over. "With the zombie band?"

Re: Exam 1: Priestly

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Priestly shook his head, then winced. "The biscuits place. To meet up with Dinah. After buying hair dye." His eyes widened. "I dropped the hair dye!"

Yeah, prioritizing wasn't his best skill just then.

Re: Exam 1: Priestly

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"I'm afraid your hair will have to stay the same color for a little while longer then," Martha said. "I wouldn't recommend dyeing your hair if you've got a concussion. Are you certain they were zombies? Here?"

Re: Exam 1: Priestly

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"No?" Priestly was really only going on Dinah's assessment. "But dude was seriously stinky. And . . . gross looking. And he mighta said 'brains' and growled a lot."

Re: Exam 1: Priestly

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Martha tried to tilt Priestly's head up so she could look into his eyes and check his pupils. "Was that before or after you hit your head on the pavement?"

Re: Exam 1: Priestly

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Priestly was willing to let her tilt his head around all she liked, as long as his head would stop hurting eventually. And his arm. "Both?"

OOC [04/01]

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Braaaaaaaains!