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Fandom Clinic, Monday 5/26
Monday, May 26th, 2025 10:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stykeraStark had more than a few war dead to remember on a day like today but that was something he could do later. For now he was at the clinic, ready to help the living should any of them need it.
There were coffees for the nurses, of course. If Stark ever forgot that it would be a sign that something was very wrong.
Stabby was quiet in his tank this morning which, given last week's odd behavior surrounding invasions, everyone was treating as suspicious. That seemed only fair. Stabby was nearly always suspicious. And who knew what missives he might be sending out on his tiny computer.
The clinic was open, the crab was still sus, and the alien was in.
There were coffees for the nurses, of course. If Stark ever forgot that it would be a sign that something was very wrong.
Stabby was quiet in his tank this morning which, given last week's odd behavior surrounding invasions, everyone was treating as suspicious. That seemed only fair. Stabby was nearly always suspicious. And who knew what missives he might be sending out on his tiny computer.
The clinic was open, the crab was still sus, and the alien was in.