FTEC, Monday night

Janet's taxes were in, her day had been quiet, and she'd slept her way through the entire weekend, somehow through the power of having been offline the whole time having missed all the chaos that had been caused by whatever-it-was this time. But she was at the clinic, listening to music and trying to replace the lightbulb in her favorite penlight.
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Clinic, Monday Night

Janet wasn't frantically doing her taxes a week before they were due. Erm. Well, she wasn't frantic, at least.
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FTEC, Monday Night

Janet was in the clinic, reading a magazine and bored out of her mind.

OOC: Passover seder JUST finished, and kidlet JUST NOW in bed. Whew.

FTEC, Monday Night

Janet. Clinic. Alert and awake! Not napping. At all. Really!

FTEC, Monday Evening

Janet was lazily doing an inventory check, and hoping for an uneventful night at the clinic.

She could hope, right?

OOC: Gimme a couple minutes for OCD. All right, everything should be ready.

FTEC, Monday Night

Janet? There. But a little dizzy. A bout of the flu after that whole thing with D'Anna had kept her confined to her room for most of the week.

OOC: Player is recovering from a week's worth of vacation, and assorted travel badness.

FTEC, Monday Night

Janet stumbling into the clinic, travel mug of coffee almost spilling, hoping no one noticed that she was late
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FTEC, Monday Night

Janet was in the clinic, flipping through some medical journals and waiting for patients to arrive.
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Clinic, Monday Night

Janet was in the clinic, ready for patients. She certainly wasn't laying her head on the front desk. And she certainly wasn't napping. At all.
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FTEC, Monday Night

Janet was in the clinic, slumped in her desk, and wondering if she'd get in trouble for falling asleep in one of the exam rooms tonight.

FTEC, Monday Evening

Janet was at the clinic, with coffee brewing, and a large volume of Greek mythology open on her desk. There might have been little frowny faces every time Ares' name came up in a story. She was certainly more than ready for patients to show.

FTEC, Monday Night

This weekend? Oh, Janet had repressed it entirely. Or something like that. She was reading through her Human Anatomy textbook and scribbling snarky notes in the margins. Yes, that was what Janet did for fun. Janet was feeling a little boring bored tonight.

FTEC, Monday Night

Janet came careening into the clinic, out of breath and slightly late, and hoping Christian was nowhere around to catch her.

FTEC - Wednesday Dayshift - 1/10

It was the first time Wilson had been back to the clinic since he'd gotten sprung on Friday. He really should come back and get a check up, even with Phale's healing ability and the young doctor figured he might try to catch Troy, Janet, Natalie or Trevor for a follow-up.

In the meantime, he had an escort in the form of a very attentive lover, who walked with him to the Perk for coffee and then down to the clinic. Aziraphale had a group of books, fairy tales that he was rereading or maybe making notes for class OMGmodded!! but regardless, he had tea, he had books and he settled down into a comfortable chair to read while Wilson worked on his own class work.

The scent of coffee soon filled the front office as the pot brewed in the corner, soft insturmental jazz playing on the radio as the two men worked in companionable quiet.

[ooc: Aziraphale modded with permission. Clinic is open, like an open thing that is open.]

FTEC, Monday Evening, New Year's Day

Janet was in the clinic, bottle of ibuprofen in one hand, bottle of water in the other, and only a slight hangover causing her head to throb. She hadn't been able to find the coffee right away, and the front area was slightly messy, as she'd rummaged in all the drawers and cupboards hunting for it. The smell of hot coffee was finally starting to percolate throughout the front desk area, though.

It would be a stroke of horrible luck for Janet's stress levels should anyone be in urgent need of medical care tonight. Just awful.

OOC: And, therefore, please wait for the OCD threads to go up before posting. OCD has been completed. Yay, medical crises! Should, say, anyone specific need urgent medical attention tonight. *haloes*
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FTEC, Monday Evening

Janet was in the clinic, tearing her hair out over studying for her World Religion final. It might be that she didn't see much of a point to it. So she was looking for any excuse to put the books and notes away.

FTEC, Monday Evening

Janet was brewing a pot of coffee and cleaning up in the office. Anything to avoid studying for finals.

OOC: Pre-emptive posting before I leave the office. I'll reply to any pings after I get home.

FTEC, Monday Night

Janet was reviewing patient charts, trying to familiarize herself with everyone's medical oddities. Otherwise, well, she was still a little full from this weekend.

FTEC, Moday Night

Janet was at the clinic, ignoring all possible work in favor of flipping through a trashy romance novel. Unfortunately, she kept snickering at it, so it was fairly clear she wasn't working.

FTEC, Monday Night

Janet was wandering through the clinic, making sure everything was picked up, and that supplies were all in the right place. She was also keeping an eye out for D, who was supposed to show up. Pending player availability, of course.