FTEC, Friday

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Atticus was back in the clinic today with more tea as well as a basket of chocolates. If people needed to be cheered up to feel better, chocolate was a good way to accomplish that as far as he was concerned. Plus, it cheered up the nurses, and he wasn't sure what kind of day they'd have ahead of them.

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Volunteers [Fri]

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Come in and get comfy before helping others!

Re: Volunteers [Fri]

[saddeserthermit]

After doing his part in tracking down those effected yesterday, Obi-Wan had found himself in need of something else constructive to do. Since he had no wish to fight anyone at the moment, the clinic seemed like the next most logical place.

He arrived early, frowning briefly at the pain radiating from this place in the Force.

Re: Volunteers [Fri]

[crazy-prepared.livejournal.com]

Atticus picked his head up when he heard someone come in, and gave the man a friendly smile. "Hi there. Can I help you?"

Re: Volunteers [Fri]

[locointhecoco]

When Pinkie Pie had heard that the poor sick people that meany meanhead Gaunt had tricked needed hugs, you'd damn well believe she went straight for the clinic!

She didn't know much about the care and feeding of humans and humanoid creatures, but she was very good at hugs!

[ooc: play will be sporadic until about 6pm EDT. Friiiiiiidaaaaaaay!]

Re: Volunteers [Fri]

[suitably_heroic]

After nightfall and their successful campaign against Gaunt, Atton swooped by the clinic again. This time, he was carrying a large cardboard box full of stuff. Other people's stuff, that was, stolen and given to Gaunt in return for neat little packages of murder.

He dropped it off at the front of the clinic, in plain sight.

Helpfully, it read, in sharpie:

COME GET YOUR MISSING STUFF
TAKE SOMEBODY ELSE'S STUFF AND WE WILL FIND OUT AND
(scribbled) wewilltearyourheadoff.

He'd be hanging around for a while to keep an eye on it, but really, guys. The honor system, please?

Re: Volunteers [Fri]

[likes-ducklings.livejournal.com]

Rapunzel couldn't help wandering over to peek in the box at one point -- mostly out of curiosity.

The last thing she was expecting to find in there, amongst all the trinkets, was a strong, well-coiled, and very long strand of light brown hair.

She wasn't used to seeing it brown, but...it was kind of unmistakable. Who else had yards of hair? But why would someone else want -- no. That part was easy. Even if she knew that it lost power when cut, there was no guarantee anyone else would.

But why would someone else take her hair to give to this Mr. Gaunt? And who would?

Re: Volunteers [Fri]

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Well, well, well. Look what Gaunt hadn't sold anyone yet.

That harp probably hated her, but Kenzi was gonna get it back to Roland so it could hate her from where it belonged.

Re: Volunteers [Fri]

[whateverknight.livejournal.com]

After he'd brought Rinoa in and made sure she was situated, and made sure she was comfortable, and fetched a few extra things, and sat with her for a while... after all that, Squall marched over to the box. He scooped out a stone similar to the one containing Jono's essence, but with a much different energy. It took only a few seconds to Draw Quezacoatl out of the stone and feel his comforting presence in the back of his mind again. And then, with a scowl, Squall tossed the empty rock in the trash.

Re: Volunteers [Fri]

[glacial_queen]

It looked like there were a lot of people being drawn to rocks today. Because as soon as Karla saw her Jewel, she was snatching it up so fast you could practically hear the air rushing in to fill the now-empty space.

The piece of green paper with handwriting on it was picked up much more carefully. It was old, now, and fragile, and Karla would be returning it to its rightful owner with as little damage as possible.

Re: Volunteers [Fri]

[likes-ducklings.livejournal.com]

Rapunzel was back in the clinic today, eager to help anyone who was hurt or sad or needed reassurance.

It broke her heart, seeing so many people sickly and feeling bad about themselves.

Re: Volunteers [Fri]

[thegc161kid.livejournal.com]

Alex wanted to feel like she was doing something useful and so had decided to come down to the clinic to see what she could do to help out.

Re: Volunteers [Fri]

[voiceoverdue]

Cecil had mostly just been laying low through the weirdness, but if people needed hugs and good vibes, he could do that! He could be very cheery in the face of death!

So could Foucault!

So they were both here, ready to help however they could.

Re: Volunteers [Fri]

[trigons_child]

Raven was there again, positively radiating an aura of cheer for any who needed it.

Re: Volunteers [Fri]

[stykera]

Stark, still wanting to be useful, especially since yesterday had gone well, made his way to the clinic fairly early in the day.

Sitting with patients was something he was quite good at. And while he didn't have the opportunity to hug often he was good at that as well.

Patients [Fri]

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For those who were here overnight, or who need help today!

Re: Patients [Fri]

[myownface]

Sparkle was, uncharacteristically, very quiet today. He'd slept like the dead last night, and woke up feeling more or less like Hell warmed over. He felt sick, and ashamed, and more than a little heartbroken, and maybe if he stayed curled up in a little ball of Sparkle on the bed and kept his eyes closed, nobody would notice that he was awake for at least a little longer.

God, he was so stupid.


[ooc: Some slowplay may apply, offer not valid between the hours of going-to-work and home-from-work in the animation mines, and in the state of Alaska and the province of Quebec. See in-store for details.]

Re: Patients [Fri]

[suitably_heroic]

Atton probably would've shown up even if he hadn't gotten a voicemail from Karina ordering him to yesterday, but it hadn't hurt. Not like the increasingly worrisome pounding of Malachor-related echoes in his brain, or the worry that had been eating at him, or the sleep deprivation that the tangle of both helpfully provided even when he had a moment off.

He had just enough energy to feel self-conscious about showing up here looking all Jedi-in-battle-armor, which was something he tried not to do around Sparkle, but kark it. He had worse things on his mind. At least Sparkle being asleep meant that he didn't have to feel too bad about the fact his pazaak face wasn't working and he was looking every bit as tired, concerned, relieved, guilty, and terrified as he felt.

He sank down in the seat by Sparkle's bed. Right, by the time the kid opened his eyes, he'd come up with something snarky to make up for the together he wasn't managing elsewhere.

Re: Patients [Fri]

[voiceoverdue]

"Oo, Sparkle!"

Cecil didn't even much care if he was asleep, he was getting a hug!

Re: Patients [Fri]

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Kenzi was actually feeling a lot better... well, better than the people who'd come in after her. So she was going to head home to flop around with Zenkie. Possibly beating her head against a wall a few times. Before that, though...

"Dude!"

Hug.

Re: Patients [Fri]

[vdistinctive]

Eliot had absolutely not intended to stay the night, but he'd apparently fallen asleep at some point before he could insist on leaving. And stayed that way for several hours consecutively. In a public location with unknown security.

Maybe the curse had gotten him so riled up it'd actually short circuited the paranoia center of his brain. Or maybe he'd been even worse off than he'd thought. Or, you know, maybe it had to do with the fact that he knew Parker and Hardison were there and he could trust them to keep an eye out.

Whichever it was, he wasn't in a rush to get up. He knew from experience how much he stiffened up after prolonged captivity, and he wasn't really looking to fall on his face just yet.

[ooc: see Pinkie above, re sporadic availability.]

RE: Re: Patients [Fri]

[geniuswithasmartphone]

Oh. Was he supposed to be on guard duty? Cause no one had mentioned that to him. Instead, Hardison was asleep in a chair next to Eliot's bed, his head pillowed on the edge of the mattress and one hand close to Eliot's own.

Sooo...yeah. F at keeping watch, but A for making sure that Eliot was never alone?

Re: Patients [Fri]

[voiceoverdue]

Cecil stopped short at that bed. He didn't care if they needed positive vibes, he was not hugging Eliot.

He narrowed his eyes at the man.

"Fine."

"..."

"You have nice hair, I guess."

There. That was as nice as he could be!

Re: Patients [Fri]

[doesnotkneel]

It wasn't all that far into the morning when Edward came in carrying Hanna. He was still a bit perplexed this whole gambit had worked, and at the same time, a little impressed with himself--

But bringing her somewhere she could sleep in peace was a greater priority. So he went looking for a bed.

Re: Patients [Fri]

[fly-so-serious.livejournal.com]

Joker had slept for a very long time, and was starting to feel better. Some. He didn't want to be here. He hated being dependent on other people. But he also had had more than his share of hospital stays, and had found that if he had to be there, one way to make it bearable was to milk the hell out of it.

"Hey, can I have some soup, please? And juice? And, just for the sake of tradition, a bowl of gelatin that I probably won't touch?"

OOC [Fri]

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Last day of school before spring break, oh boy.

Questions and such go here!