Fandom Clinic; Thursday [02/22].
Thursday, February 22nd, 2024 04:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Libby had to do a bit of a double-take, when she came in, sat down at the front desk, organized all her stuff for the day, and then turned her head toward the tank to say hello to Stabby. Because Stabby, it seemed, had become a clay pot.
"Oh, no," the nurse explained. "That's not Stabby, that's just his vessel."
Libby just blinked at her for a moment, wondered if she should point out that this response answered literally nothing for her, and then just decided it wasn't worth the confusion and was just going to get back to focusing on whatever work she had to do that day.
Which was mostly (unsuccessfully) goggling things about vacations in space, although she'd been to space plenty of times now thanks to Ms. Beniko's classes, so she wasn't too worried about it. It just helped to try and be prepared!
The Clinic is open!
"Oh, no," the nurse explained. "That's not Stabby, that's just his vessel."
Libby just blinked at her for a moment, wondered if she should point out that this response answered literally nothing for her, and then just decided it wasn't worth the confusion and was just going to get back to focusing on whatever work she had to do that day.
Which was mostly (unsuccessfully) goggling things about vacations in space, although she'd been to space plenty of times now thanks to Ms. Beniko's classes, so she wasn't too worried about it. It just helped to try and be prepared!
The Clinic is open!