Fandom Town Emergency Clinic

Samuel had made up his mind, so when he arrived at the clinic bright and early Wednesday morning, it was for the last time. He informed the nurses and left his letter of resignation in the appropriate place, then settled in to wait for any patients that might come in.

((Yes, Samuel's leaving. But the clinic is open and OCD free if anyone wants to drop by on the hot werewolf's last shift.))

Samuel was hard at work at the clinic, checking supplies and waiting for any patients who might come in. If he occasionally took what seemed to be a random brief nap and had exceedingly odd dreams, that was his own concern. The nurses could always poke him, right?

((Open!))

The morning after the full, Samuel basically wanted to curl up in his bed and sleep off the last traces of the wolf, but he had a job to do and he was more than old enough to control himself, so he was at the clinic on time, if a little disheveled. He didn't notice the disapproving looks from the nurses. That may have had something to do with how he was half asleep, though if he was needed for any reason he could be fully awake in a heartbeat. It was a skill.

Samuel arrived for his shift at the clinic on Wednesday in good spirits, joking with the nurses and whistling as he worked on some paperwork. A good full moon always put him in a better frame of mind, and he had the puzzle of the wolf and girl (...other wolf?) he'd met in the Preserve to occupy him, plus the restlessness of last week seemed to be gone. Life was, he had to admit, pretty good.

((OCD-free is the way to be.))

Samuel arrived at the clinic for his shift today in the middle of a phone call with his father.

"Yes, Da, everything is fine. I'm fine, the apartment's fine, the whole world's fi--you want me to what? Speak before Congress. No, I can do that. When would this be? I see. You do know I don't own a suit. Yeah, I guess I'll have to buy one, then--Da, I gotta go, patient just came in." One of the nurses gave him a disapproving look for hanging up on and lying to his father, but Samuel wasn't too bothered. His father would know he'd been lied to, and would probably be amused by it.

If anyone came in looking for medical attention, the doctor would be the guy scribbling notes for a speech on lycanthropic rights.

((Now with 100% less OCD for summer!))

Samuel took a few minutes to familiarize himself with everything before officially opening the clinic for the first time, since he might not have time after someone came in needing his assistance. The faint scent of vampire lingering everywhere had him a touch concerned, but he was sure there was a reasonable explanation.

((Open and guaranteed free of both OCD and swine flu.))