Fandom Clinic, Monday 5/29

[stykera]

There was red, white, and blue bunting hanging from the front desk in the clinic and off Stabby's tank. Not that Stark knew that bunting was the correct word for that particular sort of decoration.

"Memorial Day," one of the nurses explained, noticing his look. "To remember military personnel who died while serving. One of the grilling holidays. So keep an eye out for grilling injuries, ok?"

Stark nodded and set the tray of coffees down on the front desk. "Nothing yet though? It's early enough that there isn't much grilling, probably. I think?"

"Quiet so far," the nurse confirmed. "Maybe it'll even stay that way."

The clinic was open, the crab was looking a bit patriotic, and the alien was in and ready to deal with any grilling (or other) injuries you might have.

Comments

Front Desk

[stykera]

Where there's an alien wondering if he'll get any grilled food later.

Exam Rooms

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Where there are hopefully no grilling injuries being treated.

OOC

[stykera]

I'm going to start screaming if the lack of water in my house doesn't get sorted soon. I can't take it.