fandom_clinic | Fandom Clinic; Thursday [01/13].

Libby had had an awfully eventful first day at the clinic last week, but she had to admit, she probably couldn't have asked for a better learning experience because of it! So she was a little bit torn, because, on the one hand, a part of her hoped somehting exciting happened again, just so she could keep learning first hand, but, on the other hand, that would mean someone needed medical attention, and that was kind of a terrible thing to hope for! So she wondered if it would be okay to just sort of hope for something minor to happen, where no one was really hurt, but she still got to take care of something and learn yet another facet of this field.

Of course, now if someone did come in needing help, she'd feel terrible about having wished for it, so now she was mostly just hoping God would see fit to keep everyone safe and sound today, and leave her to learn through her books and online suplimentary materials and some practical exercises with the nurses instead!

The Clinic is open!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

The snort did cause Libby to square her shoulders a little, already preparing herself to be defensive or to just brush it off, but what Dr. Halstead said after it made her blink a little in surprise.

Her head tilted curiouly at him and she gave a faint, unsure smile. "See, now," she said, "that's where I came in.

"Also," she added, because she instantly felt bad for how uncharitable that sounded, "we're very traditional. The only work outside the home my mama did was the accounting for Daddy's business. Between myself, her, and my brother Justice, there was never any shortage of hands and eyes on the Littles."

“And your father let you come here?” Will couldn’t help but ask, more than a little incredulous. There was… very little that was traditional about Fandom High.

"Well..." Libby's eyes dropped away and she shifted a little where she sat, hesitating for a moment, even considering lying...well, not lying, but maybe bending the truth a little, but she just couldn't, "...no. He..."

She did look back at Dr. Halstead, even if she did shrink back a little, that deep wound of disobedience still a little too deep and fresh to not be painful.

"It's all very complicated, Dr. Halstead," she tried. "But our neighbor, Mr. Forrester...he's...he's a nurse, actually, and he's the one who found this program here at the clinic here, and Mama...and Grandma Jean...they thought it would be a good idea."

Suddenly, she was siezed with an uncertain dread. What if Dr. Halstead agreed with her father, that this was no place for a girl like her? Or that it didn't matter, that there was but one authority that could be above that of a father, and that was of God Himself, who spoke through the father? Could he kick her out? Send her home? She hadn't even made it two weeks...

And all she could do was look at him, waiting, hoping, praying...

Will wasn't a mind-reader, he didn't know what was going through Libby's head right now, but the way she'd shrunk back, made herself smaller, combined with the way she answered and then how she was just looking at him in that entreating manner...

"Hey," he said, his voice going softer. "Trust me, I understand complicated. Especially when it comes to fathers. But it doesn't really matter to me what he thinks, as long as where this is where you want to be." And all the evidence so far pointed to her very much wanting to be here.

And in case he needed any more evidence, Libby was just going to come right out and say it.

"Oh," she gushed, her eyes wide as if they couldn't quite contain all the sincerity infused into the statement, "I want this more than I've ever wanted anything else in the world."

Granted, when you were raised to be content with what you were given and to not want anymore more than that, that was a pretty low bar.

"Well then," Will grinned at Libby. "I think we're good. This is a he- heck of an opportunity," oh God, he was going to have to watch his language around her, wasn't he? "and myself and the rest of the staff are here to help you make the most of it."

Fandom Clinic; Thursday [01/13].

Re: The Front Desk - 01/13.

Re: The Front Desk - 01/13.

Re: The Front Desk - 01/13.

Re: The Front Desk - 01/13.

Re: The Front Desk - 01/13.

Re: The Front Desk - 01/13.