( 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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best plan

[strangelic]

Oh? Can't you do it yourself?

[ He doesn't know that his skills are that awesome. But yes, really, he does need to do that. Everyone's laundry. He smiles at her, quietly, stepping away and fiddling with one of the boxes of little glass tubes. ]

couldn't possibly go wrong

[dedikated]

Not that well. [ seriously, cas, do you even know what happened the first time she used a washing machine?

hint: fire was involved. ]

[strangelic]

Then...I'd be happy to help. Anything for family.

[ There's some acceptance right there. And maybe a tiny bit of an unspoken threat: don't hurt Sam or he'll have to stop washing your tidy whities. ]

[dedikated]

[ cas... not yet. save the f-word for after they've talked. and several years. ] I- [ s i g h. she really needs to stop fighting people on their designations for her, doesn't she? ] That'd be great.

[ she's not going to address the underlying tone there, because a) does she even seem like the type to intentionally do that? and b) sadly, no matter how much one might attempt to avoid it, it's part of the course of life, isn't it? adults fight and hurt each other. ]

[strangelic]

[ He nods, and then steps back, excusing himself. ]

I really should be getting back. I have to check on Dean.

[ Like he's an infant he left behind while he popped out for diapers, y/y? ]

[dedikated]

[ b r o w raise, but who is she to talk? she said the same thing about marc so many times when he was alive.

and he totally is lbr here. ] Reet. Er- [ Thanks doesn't quite come out, there. ] Tell him 'hey'.

[strangelic]

I will.

[ He cocked his head in agreement, and a moment later, he was gone. ]