fandom_clinic | Fandom Clinic, Tuesday

So, the timeline resets and time loop or not, Dwight felt he owed Will a visit. The man did save his life after all (would definitely have done so had the island not been all wibbly-wobbly with the timeline stuff).

So there he was, walking into the clinic of his own free will under his own power.

"Hey Will," he said with a slight smile as he entered. "And don't worry I'm not shot this time" he added with a laugh.

“You’re looking remarkably well for someone who was shot last time they came through those doors,” Will commented.

He was still trying to wrap his head around the whole ‘time loop’ thing, honestly.

"And I feel amazingly well for someone who evidently got shot twice and died once" Dwight said with a sigh. "This island. It is crazy at times" he said with a slight 'what'cha gonna do' shrug.

"Just wanted to stop by and make sure you survived the time loop madness alright."

"... I'm sorry, you what." Will said flatly.

He remembered Dwight being shot once, obviously.

(Was there maybe a little teensy part of him just a tiny bit put out that there was no evidence of all the hard work he'd done to get that bullet out? Well, he'd never say so.)

"Yeah... evidently I got shot one time and seems you and Amaya saved me" Dwight said, basing his understanding off what he had been told since existing the loop. "Turns out one of the other times I got shot and actually died. Like on the spot."

"I'd say it sucks that I don't remember the details, but yeah.... I'm glad I don't remember it all to be honest." He caught Will's gaze and gave him a slightly sympathetic smile. "I'm sure you're work was great though doc. And... sorry if I was a bull of a patient. I've been told I can kinda slip back into military mode at times like that."

"You were fine," Will said, waving a hand dismissively. "Though apparently I do owe you a couple drinks."

"Well, let me know a good night after you get off work or something and we can grab a few" Dwight said with a grin.

Liz took several deep breaths as she approached the clinic, reassured by Prompto’s presence as he held her hand when they entered and walked up to the desk. She was still very pale and slightly unsteady but she was more alert than she had been earlier and she had also stopped crying but her eyes were still rather red.

“He-hello?” she said nervously.

[Prompto modded with kind permission!]

"Hey there," Will said, taking note of how nervous she seemed to be. "What brings you in today?"

“I…” she hesitated, looking back to Prompto for reassurance who gave her hand a tight squeeze and she turned back to face Will, “um…the last few days .. the time loop…I …” it came out in a nervous babble, “it … I … think … “

She wasn’t sure how to explain the whole, ‘I killed someone with my powers and got arrested and am now not coping well at all’ part. “I was … “ she tried again, “I was looking to do a check up,” she finally got out after much stammering, “um … it’s …I … ” her voice trailed off again, "I've not been coping well," she finally admitted.

"Okay," he nodded. "A checkup. I can do that for you. I'm Dr. Halstead, by the way," he introduced himself. "And you are...?"

“Liz,” she said quietly, still holding tightly to Prompto's hand, “I ... I'm Liz Sherman, I .. I run the Photo Hut in town,” and then remembering she was with Prompto and she wasn't sure if they had met, "this is Prompto Argentum," she introduced him.

"Pleased to meet you both," Will said, with a nod for Liz and Prompto in turn. "If you come with me we can get you set up in one of the exam rooms."

She nodded, “same here,” she said softly, her hand tightening around Prompto’s even more. Prompto winced a little but Liz didn't notice.

Prompto offered back a wave of greeting from the hand that wasn’t currently being being squeezed by Liz’s.

“Okay,” she finally nodded, trembling slightly despite herself.

“Is there anything in particular you’re concerned about?” Will asked, as he led the pair into one of the exam rooms.

[ooc: anything you want him to pick up on during this thread? full disclosure he’s definitely more equipped to treat the physical rather than the mental/emotional!]

“I … “ she hesitated again after her and Prompto entered the room, “I - I’ve been trouble with my breathing these past few days … I … I’ve been trying to remember my breathing exercises but …” her voice trailed off, “it’s been hard,” she admitted, “to stay focused,”

[her physical symptoms are from the shock that she's been experiencing - so her breathing and her heart rate in particular if Will wanted to pick that up. So it's the general shock plus some ill effects from the excessive drinking that she did the previous day]

"All right," Will nodded. "I'm going to order a round of tests to start us off- is it okay if one of the nurses draws some blood?" he checked.

"While they're doing that, I'm going to get you hooked up to the heart monitor and then we'll take a listen to your lungs, just make sure everything's working properly, okay?" From there he'd decide if x-rays were necessary, but he was betting not.

"O..okay," Liz stammered, nodding her consent even though she was rather nervous about the idea.

She had had bad experiences with needles before but Prompto was here with her, it was going to be okay. She tried to reassure herself.

Prompto gave her hand another comforting squeeze for reassurance.

While the ~~NPC~~ nurse got the needle ready, Will asked Liz, "So, the Photo Hut, huh? You're a photographer?"

He'd noticed the nervousness, and hoped talking to her would keep her distracted enough that she wouldn't focus on the needle.

[ooc: also, a medical professional i am not, i just play one in RP, so all tests and etc are very very handwavey ;)]

There was the barest hints of a smile there as the focus turned to the Photo Hut and photography, which even with the way she was currently feeling ... talking about them was enough to keep her distracted for a while.

She nodded, “It, it’s only recently turned into a career,” she said, trying to keep her focus on Will, she trembled slightly but otherwise was relatively calm as she tried to wait out the blood tests, “I … I needed a change from my … previous job,” which considering her previous job had been working as a government agent for a secret agency that protected the public from the paranormal, it was quite the career change.

“But I’ve always been into photography,” she told him, “ever … ever since I got my first camera when I was 10,” it was the most animated she’d been in the last few days.

[lol, it’s all good :)]

"That's really cool," Will said, taking out his stethoscope and using it to listen to her lungs.

"I didn't really have any hobbies as a kid," he admitted. "Unless you count patching my brother up after he got into a fight." ... And also himself. He'd done a lot of first aid on himself when he was younger.

Liz took a deep breath, trying to stay focused on her breathing, “it … we moved around a lot when I was a kid …I didn’t…” there was a hesitation, “It was ... hard for me to make friends, actually I didn't have any,” she admitted, “it was just me and my younger brother, photography was …I thought it was fascinating how images were captured in photographs and they stayed still, they didn’t reflect how chaotic life could really be,”

"That's a very poetic way of putting it," Will said. "I never thought of photos that way."

"It's ...something that stayed with me since then," Liz told him, "I ... I like taking photos of anything I can, even something that might not seem like its worth the trouble of taking the photo ... a road, the sky, trees ... " her voice trailed off as she thought back to one of the few fond childhood memories that she did actually have, "moving back to Fandom and getting to run the Photo Hut, I didn't think I'd actually get to make a career out of it,"

"Sometimes life surprises us," observed Will. He was... arguably less pleased to be living in Fandom than most, but that wasn't something he really tended to go into.

Liz nodded, “I know I didn’t think I’d be moving back to Fandom after all this time,” she admitted, “I used to be a student, class of 2010 … I lost touch for a while,”

It had been nearly ten years that was more than a while.

"So what did bring you back?" Will asked, curious. "If you don't mind my asking."

“It … “ Liz bit her lip, hesitating, she glanced back at Prompto who assured that it was okay.

“I…” she hesitated again, “there were complications with my last job,” she finally said, it was rather an understatement, “I … it … I couldn’t stay after what happened,” she paused again, “Fandom … it was one of the few alternatives I had,” her other choice had been a psychiatric hospital so it really hadn't been much of a choice in the end.

Will huffed out a sarcastic little laugh, because boy did that sound familiar.

(Although his not-Fandom option had been Arizona, rather than a psychiatric hospital, but he would've been under constant lockdown as opposed to the relative freedom he had here.)

"I get it," he said with a nod. And then hummed thoughtfully as the nurse handed back Liz's test results. "You're a little dehydrated," he told her. From drinking, he suspected, but that was neither here nor there, his job was just to fix the problem. "I want to get you started on some fluids, if that's okay?" he nodded towards the IV bag the nurse brought in.

Liz glanced at the IV drip rather nervously but she did eventually nod.

“Oh …um … o...okay,” she finally managed to stammer.

"It'll help," he promised her. "And while that's going, do you think you could try those breathing exercises you talked about earlier?" Her breathing was still a little too rapid and shallow for his liking, and this would help slow her heart rate too. "Maybe Prompto can do them with you," he suggested.

“In and out,” Prompto said gently and took a deep breath in and exhaled slowly to demonstrate, “remember? Like Doctor Lecter said?”

“I .. I can do that,” Liz nodded slowly and attempted to follow suit, she breathed in and out. The first attempt was rather uneven and shaky but she tried again, looking at Prompto who demonstrated again and she tried to focus on her breathing so that it was more steady.

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