( 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.


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From time to time. [ She agrees, shrugging. ] Just got a clock for this place recently. Been a bit hard having any schedules without it.

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Is it one of the apps? [She learned about those recently.]

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Aye. [ Annnd if she pulls out her phone... it's this one. ] Beats having the alarm go off at random times. [ Which hers was up until this thing. ]

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[Jo nods.]

Yeah, I bet that got annoying.

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[ She nods in affirmation at that. ] So, can we help you with anything else? [ Her eyes flick, briefly, the the bandage on Jo's hand. But they can also provide a few first aid pieces if needed - burn ointment, that sort of thing. ]

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[Jo instinctively puts her hands in her pockets, shaking her head at the question. But then...]

Is there enough extra supplies for me to take some to my apartment?

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Aye. [ There is always - or at least, usually - a few spare things lying around for first aid kits. ] This way. [ To the stock closet, where Kate picks out a few basic pieces, crossing out some numbers on a stock list posted near the door and correcting them. ]

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[Jo follows her to the closet, watching as she marks off the supplies. It makes sense, almost, to keep track of what they do have.]

Thanks. I appreciate it.

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What we're here for. [ And these are some of the things that aren't found in the shops, anyway. Thank you, Mysterious Magic Bag and the Bratty Boy who owns it. ]

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Do the gods help restock? [It seems like the least they could do...]

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[ Kate shakes her head. ] Don't really talk to the gods about clinic things. [ Both of her attempts went less than swimmingly, Bruce isn't a fan and - as far as she knows - no one else has been chatting to them for supplies. ]

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Oh. [Jo doesn't quite get it, but she doesn't think it's important enough to push right now.]

I know how to do some basic first aid. If you ever get overwhelmed, you can try to get a hold of me.

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[ God politics, Jo. Keep your head out of it. :| ]

Sure. That'd be great. [ She'll just note that down in her phone. ]

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[No, she wants to understand.]

Course if I'm already one of the wounded I won't need to be called. [She laughs.]

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[ Everyone hates the gods basically. :|

And also, see Kate's eyebrows raise. Yeah. That-- That's par for the course here. ] You'll fit right in. [ Said with more than a touch of amusement to her tone. ]

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[Oh.

Jo nods.]

Yeah, seems like it. Anything else I should see here before I go?

[dedikated]

[ HMM. ] Can't think of much. [ Most of the place is beds and treatment rooms and... well, they're pretty standard, if not hopelessly and obviously cobbled together. ] Where else have you visited so far?

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[Jo thinks for a moment.]

I've been to the armory. And the area around there.

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There's the orchard. Relatively new. [ Worth a visit, if for nothing else than to marvel at the odd fruit. ]

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Are they normal trees? [Now she's curious.]

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They grow fruit. [ which is about as close to normal as anything gets here, ] Can't say I've seen most of 'em before.

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[That's not an answer, Kate.]

Which way is it from the spire?

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[ well who wants to ruin the surprise. ] Which one? [ or she could just give the directions from here. ] Keep heading away from here - opposite direction to th' Colosseum and you should get there eventually. [ eventually depending on how badly the winding streets confuse you. ]

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[Jo doesn't want to be surprised, damn it.]

Eventually, huh? If I get lost I'm calling you to rescue me.

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[ NO BE SURPRISED JO BE SURPRISED. ]

Can do. [ Do you travel by rooftop, at all? It's much quicker. ]