( log six | clinic catchall | open | are you really harmful for me? )

[dedikated]

Who: Clinic staff + anyone who wants to drop by!
What: Monthy catchall for clinic visits and shenanigans
Where: Take a wild guess
When: All through July
Warnings: Injuries, probably. Card games. Terrible people pretending to be not terrible people.


[[ take it to the comments, baby! NOTE: clinic info and plotting posts can be found at undersupplied if you want to check it out. ]]

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Muscovy, open!

[muscovy]

Early July, or later if your character wasn't around in early July | staff

[Muscovy just showed up one day shortly after Sharon's fog lifted, and poked around a bit. He then disappeared for a few days before showing up again for longer periods of time now, just being around and watching people. Most of the time, they won't have noticed him, because if he has a talent, it isn't being noticed unless you look straight at him. But he's been around. Gotten a feel for the place.

Now he thinks that he has enough of that and starts approaching people who he assumes, going by his observations, to be staff.]

Hello.

[Have a 1m/3'3" kid looking up at you from a little distance with a smile on his face.]


Mid-July | Everyone

[Today, Muscovy has brought paint, a nice, vibrant red, and put it down at the foot of the wall with "Healers" written on it in many languages. He has some to add.

...Now he just needs to find a chair to get up to a free spot. He puts the pot with the paint down and looks around. A chair that will be tall and safe enough to use as a ladder...]


throughout July | Everyone

[It is a slow day, and Muscovy is sitting in the foyer/waiting room, knitting, his feet oddly still, considering how young he looks and that they are far from reaching the ground. One would expect them to swing a bit.

If someone comes who needs help, he will be here. If someone else is around, he will be happy about their presence. And if nobody comes... well, he'll still wait to see if someone needs help, and has a task in the meanwhile.]


Wildcard

Anything goes!

Castiel - open all month!

[strangelic]

1.

[ Kate had asked him to add his own version of "Clinic" to the outside of the building, which...baffled him, honestly. He was the only one who'd be able to read the symbol, and if another angel was to arrive in the city...well, he'd presumably know at once.

But he obeyed anyway, and for now he sat outside the clinic, covered in paint because what is a paintbrush, transcribing the Enochian symbol for "Place of healing" beside all the others. It was probably more trouble than it was worth, would draw the wrong kind of attention, but there was no denying Kate when she wanted something, and Castiel had become awful, frankly, at saying no to anyone. He couldn't argue, he didn't have it in him.

So he just painted, quietly. ]


2.

[ Another day, Castiel can be found just sitting outside, with his eyes closed. He listened to the quiet. A jabberjay halted on the roof above, but its disturbance was nothing compared to the usual sound of birds and bees and life that had surrounded him back on earth. It made him sad to think of how much he missed that sound, the vibrancy of God's Creation.

And these deities had told him that they weren't capable. In some ways he was grateful for that knowledge--and in others...

He just missed it. It felt like he would never be whole while he was here.

So the angel meditated, and tried to hear something. Maybe, just a little, he tried to imagine he could. ]


3.

[ The angel stepped into the room, closing the door behind him. ]

Someone called for me?

1

[dedikated]

[ oh my god Cas what are you even.

sure they don't really have... paintbrushes but Kate has somehow avoided looking half that bad as she finally gets her ass around to painting the one Danish word she knows that will neither offend someone or get her alcohol. ]

Nearly done?

2

[unknowable]

[Adam is on his way inside to offer what help he can. He doesn't intend to interrupt Castiel - planning to slip past quietly and let him, what, nap? Or whatever he's doing. But Adam's carrying quite a few things, supplies for the clinic that he picked up around the city, and juggling them and the door ends poorly.

He drops a can full of nails, making quite the racket and spilling out nails all over the ground. Adam sighs. Now he's going to have to pick them all up, and his hands are still full.]

Oh - sorry.

2

[amos_moses]

[The jabberjay chirped out hey sugar! and flew down past Castiel's head to land on Amos's upraised arm. He paused, having just come around the corner: he hadn't expected to run across anyone meditating out here.]

Oh, I'm sorry. Didn't mean to disturb ya....

Kate | open

[dedikated]

( return to normalcy )
[ well. someone has been in a much better mood than recently, as evidenced by the fact that Kate enters work flying through a window instead of through the door like a normal person.

GOD she missed full health. she missed healed ribs and working powers, being able to fly through the city like she was meant to. so, if she's unable to hide all her... well, her relative hyperness - if she looks at dwindling stock and doesn't seem frustrated... well, who can blame her?

give her tasks to do, she's vibrating with energy. come get patched up or chit chat. she's in the best mood she's been in for weeks. even hellcave can't bring her down. ]

( tinkering )
[ things that you come to expect, working with kate:
finding her tapping away at random objects. sometimes it's the doorframes, the windows, because she needs to recharge the sensors. other times, like now, it is any random thing that gets too close to her hands. but she looks at notes while she does it, skims over pages of spiky shorthand and occasionally corrects things. a number lower or higher. a circle around something in a diagram.

trying to remember all the details of an enchantment she saw in blueprint four years ago is not an easy task. but it's worth it.

she just... might be a little cagey if asked about it. ]

( wildcard )
[[ throw me your own ideas! ]]

07.15 (bangs the first two options together)

[verinumeri]

[ Having largely worked with Dr. Banner in the garden, Hermann has not yet visited the clinic more than once, when taking stock of the city. Likely in the last thirty-five days he ought to have, especially upon learning of those with superhuman or 'magic' healing abilities.

Not that they'd been able in Haven, but the inquiry is worthwhile, much as it twists in his gut, hesitation dragging in his steps. He prefers to keep it to himself, his to mind and handle, whether his hands have gone numb, or it's the exhaustion, or -- no relapse here, not yet, but it's not the sort of thing one should wait for.

It's a clinic -- one doesn't knock on the door, first. He swings it open, peering inside, appraising. Empty but for the slight woman who, after a moment's observation, divides her attention between tapping at the window and papers. He can just see a number, which of course, really stirs his interest.

So much so he forgets to actually step further inside or say anything, simply watching. ]

early July? | tinkering

[muscovy]

[He's been around this place for a few days now, and finally decided to approach people.

So instead of just watching her, as he's done so far, he speaks up today, a sudden, cheerful voice from a little distance behind her.]

Hello.

You work here, yes?

[He is sure of that, but he hasn't really figured out what her task is, and it seems to be as good an introduction as any.]

Let me know if this isn't OK! Mid-July, probably the 16th.

[liketeenspirit]

[It's not that Ichigo's never seen a person fly before. It's just that he's gotten real used to not seeing them. On top of that, the flying he's seen has been less Superman and more kind of like plain walking, just on solid air. These are the reasons why he stares, instead of getting out of the way.

If she keeps heading for the window that he's standing maybe ten or so feet in front of, he'll duck out of the way just in time with a whoa! but if she stops before the danger of getting hit is imminent enough for Ichigo to process, he's just gonna stare.]

[unknowable]

[Adam is not entirely expecting someone to come flying through the window, and it startles him a bit. He jumps, drops the bandages he was rolling, and then looks rather embarrassed about the whole thing. But, really, who would expect that?

(In Hadriel you should probably expect pretty much anything.)

She looks like she's in a good mood, though, which is always a nice thing to see. Adam generally prefers decent moods in the people around him. It just makes life easier.]

Did you have a good morning?

mid july.

[bheidh]

( It's the tapping that draws Leliana to the woman, following the sounds down the hall until she reaches the room - seeing her tapping against the doorframe as she reads- something )

Does it help?

( She doesn't know exactly what this place is either, the healers rooms that she's used to looking a little different from everything here )

JULY 19 PICKS ARBITRARY DATE

[inappropriatelaughter]

[ Around the middle of the day Gojyo kinds of pokes his head in without actually coming inside to scope out who's around. Not that he'd have a problem with finding Bruce (whose name he's forgotten) there, but—

—aw yeah it's her. He saunters in, grinning, with a box under his arm. ]

Hey, uh—Kate, right? You busy?

FLYING THROUGH THE--OKAY KATE, CALM DOWN

[stepford_smiler]

[Hakkai was wandering around the clinic when he senses Kate's familiar presence approaching fast. The sense turns into a visual as she comes flying in through the window and his first instinct upon seeing this is to catch her.

So he does and catches her in the air bridal style.]

Good morning, Kate.

Tinkering - July 16 because why not

[fortunefavored]

[Newt originally came in here looking for Bruce but...watching Kate tap her fingers over stuff? That catches his attention]

...dude, what are you doing?

[July 16th]

[wormintheglass]

[After this. Bianca and Shadow appear in the clinic. Bianca is covered in blood and holding one hand over a hole in her lower ribcage, but she's making quite a good job of retaining her composure.]

Is there a bell I should ring?

Option 1

[amos_moses]

[Amos peers in the window right after Kate, eyebrows raised.]

You never said you could fly, darling.

Jo, a visitor | OTA

[knifecollecting]

[These last few days had been, to say the least, interesting. Osiris wasn't exciting enough for the universe's and she had to end up here in Hadriel.

She was getting her bearings though. It didn't help that there was no Sun or stars but she was trying to learn the layout of the place without directions like north or south. She wasn't sure it was working.

The clinic was one of the places she had saved for last, because she didn't need it at the beginning and she wasn't sure if others would considering the creatures that had come through the door with them. She didn't want to interrupt any care.]

...Hello? Anyone in here? [This was just an exploratory visit.]

steals ur cr tbh

[dedikated]

[[ if any other staff members wanna pile in on this they totally can. ]]

[ She knows that voice-

Oh. It's that chick from the colosseum. Kate pops her head out from one of the rooms nearby and eventually steps out entirely. ]

Hey. Need anything?

Hakkai| Open

[stepford_smiler]

NEAT FREAK
[Hakkai likes things clean. His own house is neat and tidy and everything has its proper place. This is a clinic, so he takes extra care to keep things clean. Filth can lead to infection or having the staff become sick and this place isn't abundant with health care. They are it. If the whole clinic staff comes down with something because things aren't clean, then who is going to take care of them? Better to take care of things with preventative measures.

So you can find Hakkai dusting and sweeping and wiping down everything that might have a finger print on it.]


HEALER

[Do you have an injury that needs to be patched up? A broken bone? A gash to the face? Hakkai can fix that right up. Depending on what it is, your character might get his qi-healing treatment which can close up a wound in minutes or they might get a band-aid. It all depends.

Or if your character is feeling sick, Hakkai will help out with the symptoms.]

CARD GAMES

[When Hakkai isn't cleaning or taking care of patients, he's playing with the cards because cards are fun.]

LUNCH BOX

[Usually Hakkai brings a little extra lunch for anyone on staff who wants it. Come share a meal with him. He's a pretty darn good cook.]


[NOTE: Anyone on staff can play with Hakuryuu, his little dragon-jeep-pet-thing.]

card games

[muscovy]

[It's taken a while, but he finally gets around to approach Hakkai today. Or at least... watch him from a very obvious place, peering over the table at what he's doing with those cards.]

People will think that you are a bad doctor when you're playing cards, yes?

[A doctor needs a good reputation, after all, and playing the kind of games that is often playing for money will not help with that. And form what he's observed he is fairly sure that this man is a doctor.]

cleaning

[unknowable]

[Adam is generally of the same mindset. He might be a teenage boy who lives with a bunch of other teenagers, and their house might be a terror zone sometimes, but the clinic is different. People come here for healing - it needs to be clean, as much as possible. So he spends a decent amount of time there cleaning, organizing, trying to keep things decent.

Today he's just arrived, and seeing Hakkai hard at work, Adam begins cleaning as well.]

You should take a break. You've done a lot.

souji seta; come at me bros

[truthvalue]

During his explorations of the city in the first week of his arrival, Souji finds his way to the clinic and steps inside to investigate. He's not injured, just curious, taking in the layout of the building's insides and the people therein. He'll speak if spoken to, of course, but otherwise seems content to silently observe.

|D

[dedikated]

She should just move into this joint at this rate, but that's neither here nor there. With her hair piled on top of her head in a bun, Kate's sleeves are rolled up and there's a bottle of disinfectant in her hands.

Still not sure things will ever be properly clean, but sometimes it looks passable.

But there's someone here, so she'll just... place the cleaning products to one side for a moment and wash her hands free of any residue. "Hey. What d'you need?" He doesn't look injured- maybe new? Still, she has to help, right? That's part of the job.

Victor Frankenstein | ota!

[pullback]

who's this rando
[ Victor hasn't really done a proper audition or anything like that. But, he's talked with a few people about potentially working in the clinic so that counts, right! Right! You can find Victor wandering around the clinic, taking note of where the supplies are and occasionally butting in to help out when other people are injured.

Needless to say...here's some rando who half of the clinic staff haven't met walking in here like he works here. Whoops. ]

cutting up deathclaws
[ So some kind soul has brought the remnants of a corpse of a deathclaw to Victor. Specifically, the head. The head which he is currently dissecting on some operating table in the clinic. His sleeves are rolled up past his elbows and his arms are covered in blood as Victor dissects the brain, analyzing and cutting it into smaller slices. He's so wrapped up in his work that he doesn't notice someone entering until they do. Victor looks up from the deathclaw head and, in a crisp British accent, asks, ]

Can I help you?

go the fuck to sleep
[ It's midnight. Victor's still here. This time, he's going through inventory of bandages and sutures. Somebody yell at him. ]

CUTTING UP--UGH!!

[stepford_smiler]

[.....Victor, why? He probably just cleaned that. Merciful Goddess!]

Excuse me, Doctor. May I ask why you're dissecting that?

[He gets it. he gets curiosity. But this isn't the place??!?!?!?!]

goddammit

[dedikated]

[ She ended up at the Colosseum for the first time since her own arrival, darting out of the way of monsters and helping one or two to safety and acclimatization to their new prison. Call it a kind of penance, maybe, or just bad luck that the monsters this month caught her attention.

For now, Kate skips over the rooftops, ready to get back to work and away from any more potential fights.

And runs promptly into the last being she wanted to see for a while.

Well, shit. ]

Shadow. [ But - at least - her voice doesn't fail her, sounding far more composed than her thundering heart felt. Why this? Why now? ]