FTEC, Thursday (8/4)

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Scully had awoken cranky, but determined. Time to get to the bottom of her transformation!

She stomped off into town, and shot at two teal deer who tried to stop her from going inside the clinic. She took a sample of their blood as they limped away. (And drank some of it, but not from the sample. You had to keep your materials separate to avoid contamination.)

The nurses were staying waaaay on the other side of the Clinic from her, as she worked on her tests.

"Thith ith ridiculuth," she muttered through her just-starting-to-emerge fangs, as she broke yet another beaker. Really, those things didn't grow on trees!

Then she was absorbed in Science again.

[ocd on its way up!]

Comments

Re: Your Medical Overlord

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"Just please pad them so they don't chafe. And if you could hook up the headphones on my MP3 player, I'd apprethiate it."

Stupid fangs.

Re: Your Medical Overlord

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Ronan nodded. "Let's get you to a bed, then," he said. "Any preference as to sedative?"

What? She worked here; he figured she'd know what she'd want.

Re: Your Medical Overlord

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"50 cc's of phenobarbitol." MOre than she'd usually prescribe, but then, she wasn't normal today. "Please." Maybe it would give her good dreams?

Re: Your Medical Overlord

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Ronan nodded. "Let's get you into a bed," he said, gesturing for her to lead the way. He wanted her where he could see her.

And he was maybe lining a shield spell up in his head as they walked.