http://doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandom_clinic2012-11-15 04:29 pm
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FTEC (11/15)

After everything was sorted out with the rude guy who'd kept interfering with her nap, Navaan got suited up to go find this 'clinic' he had mentioned. After all, it was important that she scout out the competition; she didn't want a rogue cadre of doctors on her tail. For all she knew, they could have an affiliation with a hospital! Or something even worse!

She packed up her medical kit, making sure it had all the the most important items a doctor might need (leeches, surgical tubing, straws, grappling hook, knives, some poison, a magnifying glass, a button or two, condoms...you know, important doctor stuff!), Navaan made her way over to the clinic which, fortunately for her 'sun allergy' wasn't that far from the newspaper shop. Inside, she posed and announced, "I--AM A DOCTOR!"

None of the nurses inside seemed to care. Some looked at her oddly, others kind of shrugged, and one pointed to a desk for her to sit if she wanted.

Pleased that they were recognizing her medical skills so readily, Navaan went and made herself comfortable--after closing all the shades, of course. She was prepared for either a medical emergency or another doctor to come and challenge her to a Doctor-Off, but until then, this chair was comfy and she wasn't going back outside.

Honestly, sometimes all she did was win.

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[personal profile] mycanonhatesme 2012-11-16 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, that got a smile out of Chloe. "If you'd like the snack packs in the fridge, that's fine. And no, you don't have to come in early. I know some folks aren't morning people." She didn't know how accurate that was just yet though.
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[personal profile] mycanonhatesme 2012-11-17 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
Yeeeah, this was not going to seem like such a wise idea once Chloe had slept on it. Or started to find things missing.

"Well, good," she said, trying not to sound too uncertain. "I guess I'll leave you to... planning your next adventure, or whatever." Meanwhile, she was going to back away before any of this lady's crazy got on her.