Clinic Hours

[lisacuddy.livejournal.com]

Lisa enters the clinic after art studio, glad Coach Ash was clearly not paying attention today.

She adds some things to the Sex Ed Bulletin Board to jazz it up for October, giving it a bit of a Halloween theme.

She sits down and finds her secret candy stash mostly untouched, which means Wilson didn't spill the beans yet. Most excellent. Maybe today will be quiet. But probably not.

[Locked to the rooftoppers, please. The Dean could stop by...Basically, closed to traume for now]

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

Dr House was in the clinic, waiting for any and all of the kids from the botched Rooftop Beautifucation Project to show up for their gremlin testing, as per the Dean. Dean Bristow had told him to use water or sprite, not the actual gremlin spittle, but House didn't like the whole idea of lying to those kids. They trusted him, and he'd put himself on the line to defend and protect them. Lying to them at this point just seemed wrong.

House sighed and looked up at Alanna's pencil collectoin in the ceiling. The girl had a good throw, as far as h could tell, not one of the pencils had fallen yet. He sighed again and rubbed his face. He dug his crossword puzzle book out of his desk, but couldn't concentrate on it. Same with his video games, even the yo-yo. Another sigh and he leaned back in his chair, feet propped up on the desk.


[OOC: While this post is closed to student and faculty trauma, the clinic itself is open...*nodnod*]

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[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Even though he'd just met the young man and didn't have a great deal of experience with the school or the events that tended to unfold around it's students, Wilson had taken Jack's warning to heart.

He'd spoken to House about what Jack had asked for and on Thursday morning, the oncologist had quietly set aside the five beds, grouping them together in one area of the clinic. Also in that area he set up numerous carts with supplies and the crash cart, everything within easy reach of any medical staff who might be on duty whenever the shit hit the fan.

Putting together the little triage area also helped the oncologist get familiar with where everything was in the Clinic and somehow, he was beginning to suspect that knowledge was going to prove invaluble in the coming weeks.