[Semi-Open] Clinical Trials (backdated to 9-9)

[aroundthecoroner]

Who: Michael Munroe, clinic staff, anyone who happens to be there?
What: clinic mingle/job hunting
Where: the clinic
When: somewhat post mirror event, so backdated to around 9/9
Warnings: Michael is involved, so talk of dead bodies might (probably) happen



[Michael is feeling restless and generally bad after the whole future-mirror incident, which just further confirms his need to find something to do with himself. He needs a distraction. Lots of them, preferably.

When he talked with Carlisle, the only thing he thought he might be suited to was the clinic; being a guard is probably a bad idea, as convenient as it might be, and he knows nothing about bartending or sewing. So clinic it is.

It takes him a few days to get back to... "normal", and then to psych himself up enough to actually go do the thing. He makes his way to the clinic, though once he's inside, he looks maybe a little lost. Does this place have applications? Is there an interview process? Does he just... sign up? Eventually he'll wander up to someone with a sort of quiet:]

Hi, I was wondering about... working here?

[ooc: Okay, Prompts!

1. You can grab Michael while he's still dithering in the doorway

2. You can be the person he eventually talks to

3. Put up your own toplevel if you want! I'm down with using this for general clinic... use

4. Got other ideas? Let's go for it! Hmu @ leucrotta or leucrotta#3198 on discord]

Comments

prompt 1, sorry about her

[notimpervious]

You are standing in the way.

[Hi, Michael. Brennan has places to be. Namely, inside the clinic to check on their supply levels.]

Please move so I can get inside.

[That sounds more like an order than a request, though. She would be sorry, but she does not think she is being rude.]

[aroundthecoroner]

[Michael wasn't expecting someone behind him and sort of flinches a little. And then tries to back up? But that doesn't work because Brennan is there, so in the end he winds up scurrying inside instead.]

Sorry, sorry. Didn't mean to block the door.

[So this is going well.]

[notimpervious]

[That was his first mistake.

She does not thank him as he steps aside, just walks past him into the clinic. She starts for where the supplies are stored, but when it becomes clear that Michael is still here, she turns to face him again.]

Are you here for someone?

[aroundthecoroner]

Um, not someone in particular.

[But either she works here or she's about to rob the place, so she'll do.]

I was actually looking for a job.

Prompt 2 Pls!

[drabsolutelynot]

[Rosen arches an eyebrow, looking up from his computer and taking in the sight of this newcomer]

Well we are always glad for more help. Do you have any prior experience working in a medical clinic?

[aroundthecoroner]

[Cashmere mentioned computers being a thing, but it's still surprising to see one. With most of the city in ruins, the most technologically advanced thing Michael has seen lately has been the phones.]

Uh... not exactly. I do have first aid training and stuff- I went to med school. [He didn't finish, but whatever.] Just haven't actually worked with living patients.

[drabsolutelynot]

Would you like to clarify?

[His voice is half-amused half-lost]

can i also do 2?

[pellameno]

[ Pell is sitting in the front room of the clinic going over some anatomy notes, and looks up immediately when someone enters. Do they need help? What sort? He's ready to triage even though the fellow looks fine, setting his book aside and rising to his feet smoothly. It's then that he speaks, asking about.... a job? Well. That's easy enough. Pell smiles and nods, his stance relaxing a bit. No emergency, then, just help. Much welcome help. ]

We could always use a hand, there's a ton to do. Are you some sort of doctor or just a good samaritan..?

why yes you can

[aroundthecoroner]

Well, I'm not really a doctor.

[He shrugs awkwardly.]

I work in a medical-adjacent field, I guess? I have some training.

whoohoo!

[pellameno]

Neither am I. I'm learning, though... and I can heal. I've worked here almost since I arrived.

What field? Did you want to actually work with patients?

i see everyone's just stolen kate's job so i'll go 3.

[dedikated]

( It's a couple of days after Michael gets hired, probably. Maybe because Kate's been flitting around, trying to distract herself from the future she saw by doing fucktons of everything. Rearranging things in the clinic; bouncing over to see how the reconstruction of the bar into a cafe is going and helping with that; spending way too many hours with a longbow or throwing knives, taking out her restless energy on targets if she isn't running around until her muscles ache.

Whatever the case, eventually, she's there, with a ton of pouches stacked on one side of the counter, filling each one by one with the objects that can make up a quick first aid kit for people to take with them. She glances up at the doorway when someone walks past the room she's using. )

You new?

( She's guessing. Someone better have written this all down. )

[aroundthecoroner]

[There's more staff at the clinic than Michael thought there would be. More people who've been here longer and know what they're doing. He's not exactly struggling to find things to do, but he's used to constant mindless work that he's an expert at, so this is going to take some adjustment.

He just... wishes that adjustment would hurry up.

He's actually looking for somewhere to make himself useful when Kate calls out to him. He stops and leans back through the doorway. She had to have been talking to him, right?]

Uh, yeah. And you're... not? I've seen you around, I think.

[Oh wait this is the part of human interaction where you introduce yourself. Good job, Michael.]

Um, Michael. [He steps in to offer her a handshake.]

[dedikated]

( She's impressed with the growth of the clinic, honestly. For a while before she left it felt like all their staff was disappearing one by one, leaving them gutted and in desperate need of help.

Now they have it. Lots of it. )

Kate. ( She doesn't smile, but she doesn't look unfriendly either as she shakes his hand. ) Run the admin stuff mainly. ... Mostly means I check if we're low on anything and make sure this place is clean, in practice.

( Running the organisational side of a place that can't actually be that organised due to the chaotic nature of the city isn't nearly as involved as doing it back home. )

Also help people if they have problems with their powers.

( Not that it's something that really seems to crop up here. )

1...ish idk it's all good

[hot_mes]

[Law's gotten his hands on a notebook so he can at least take notes for his own personal use on everything, which is what he's doing when someone darkens the doorway.]

Oh. It's you. Michael-ya...

[in the "oh hey you're not dead, good" sort of way]

yeah whatever works tbh

[aroundthecoroner]

[Oh, hey, it's- Shit. Did he get this guy's name? He can't remember...]

Uh, yep. It's me. Do you... work here now?

[Michael remembers him saying he was some kind of surgeon. Of course he can remember that, and not his name. Good job.]

[hot_mes]

More or less.

[less, if only because there hasn't been that much to doctor up. Oh well, more time for research]

Do you need something? It doesn't look like you've been punching mirrors like a lot of people.

3

[sonofacesius]

[There was a fifteen year old in the clinic. He was wearing the odd combination of a surgical scrub top, shorts and flip flops, with a beaded necklace that looked half finished, like it was only beaded part way. He walked over to Michael, smiling in a easy going sort of way.]

So you're the new help right? Did you actually want to help or did you get drafted? I'm Will Solace.

[The teen stuck his hand out for a shake if he wanted it, if not, no big deal. Some people didn't like to touch. Will? He was a toucher. He'd also been drafted, while offering to help out. Go figure.]

[aroundthecoroner]

[Michael half appreciates the getup, except in his original line of work, it would've been the opposite of helpful. More stuff likely to fall on the floor than, well. Project upward.]

Yeah, that's me. Michael Munroe. [He takes Will's hand. Hands are fine.]

I volunteered, but now I have to ask you the same question. [He'd also like to ask him if he's old enough to work here, but that seems... maybe rude?]

[sonofacesius]

[Never underestimate just how well this kid can run in flip flops. But to each his own, Will just had good balance. It was a child of Apollo thing. As for the age, well, Will actually expected a little something. Concern, questioning. He knew he wasn't at Camp anymore, despite how weird this place was, and there were bound to be adults questioning his capabilities.]

Nice to meet you. I actually volunteered too, and was drafted at the same moment. It's nice to be wanted I guess, right? You have medical training or healing abilities?

[Will was going to offer to show him around if no one else had, but he needed to know whether to show this guy things like surgical supplies or not. He certainly didn't want him getting into it if he didn't know what he was doing.]

Prompt 2!

[toiletseat_girl]

[George shrugs casually] Sure? I mean, they let me work here and I'm just a beginner at this whole first aid thing. I assume you know more than I do?

[aroundthecoroner]

I... maybe? I mean I guess I'm not a beginner, though it's been a little while since I had like, a class.

[It has not, however, been that long since he used it.]

So uh, is there like... some kind of... form I need to fill out, or?

[toiletseat_girl]

Yeah? You were in med school or something?

[a place like this, having a talent for healing has got to come in handy]

I don't think so? I never filled anything out. Just showed up one day and said I was interested.

I'm George, by the way. Which makes you...?

/jumps on 2 bandwagon

[lifetothefullest]

[Lance is busy organizing something, mainly to give himself something to do, and is about to decide the Clinic is fine without him for the moment and leave when he hears a voice. So instead he turns back to look at Michael, smiling a little in greeting.]

Sure, what were you wondering about?

[aroundthecoroner]

Well, mostly if you guys had any niches around here you need filled. [Michael shrugs a little awkwardly.] Or like, anything, really.

[lifetothefullest]

We can always use more people; even with those we do have, not everyone can be here all the time.

[So it definitely takes pressure off the people who work here to have more coworkers, especially during an event or something when not all of them might be available.]

Do you have any sort of medical experience?