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general clinic log

Who: Drs. Solus or Strider, various patients.
What: Echo checkups
When: Whenever
Where: LSR clinic

The LSR clinic, despite its run-down, beat-up appearance, is actually fairly clean on the inside. Lit by white fluorescent lights, it's generally pretty empty, with the occasional non-network patient coming in to get something looked at. A volunteer is usually found running the front desk, organizing papers and responding to phone calls, while Dr. Solus and Dr. Strider take care of the actual medical business.

The waiting room is barebones compared to other clinics and medical practices - LSR doesn't have the money to get entertainments for the waiting patients, so all that's available are a few chairs.

When it's your turn for an appointment, whoever's at the desk will direct you down a hallway to the left, and you will meet one of the doctors.

[ooc: general clinic log! all checkups for crazy echoes can take place here. specify dr. solus or dr. strider in the subject line.]

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[wow, this is pretty swank, all told. after a turbulent birthday afternoon and a few serious conversations with friends, Brooke has finally decided to actually get her ass to a clinic to get her "paralyzed" arm checked out and put into a cast. there probably won't be much to check out, but, well, who knows, right? maybe this is just some weird psychosomatic thing instead of echo-borne. but an actual medical doctor would know better than she would, at any rate.]

[and thank god Ravi told her he'd be volunteering tonight. because already knowing someone working at this not-all-that-strange place that she just walked into will make the whole process way easier.]

This isn't a part of town Becky usually goes to, but one does what one must. She's just glad there are doctors in on this pulse business; she may be lucky in that she's only looking for a preventive measure, but she'd still have a hell of a time explaining it to someone who's not in the loop.

(OOC: Sorry it took me so long to hit this up, but here she is.)

[After consulting with a few others, Bertholdt makes the decision to go down to the clinic. He's by himself, and he lost the number to make an appointment. He hasn't told anyone he's coming, not even Ryan... And he's scared, but it has to be done.]

[Signing in at the front, he takes a seat in the waiting room, opening up a book to read and hoping they'd have time for him.]

[It takes a bit, but Akito does manage to navigate his way to the LSR, a small cardboard box tucked by his side. It doesn't help that he frequently checks on the state of the bird as he goes; he knows nothing about birds, but the fact that it hardly moves has him half-convinced it's going to die on him before he even gets there.

Eventually, he sticks his head into the ramshackle building, grateful for the lights as it means he doesn't need to take off his shades right away.]

Yo. Julien here?

[ after her exchange on the network about possible rabies and realizing she doesn't have a scratch where she was certain she did thanks to the blood she had to wipe off, she gave in and made an appointment at the clinic, recalling ravindra's advice and asking for doctor solus.

later in the afternoon- she'd gotten the early shift, so she didn't have to worry about being at the library until evening- she arrived, some fifteen minutes before her appointment. she wasn't entirely sure she trusted her scooter outside, but there wasn't much to be done about it. helmet in her lap, book in hand, she announced herself to the desk worker and then sat down to wait, cracking open her book to pass the time ]

[Shiro is bored. Of course his laptop had to die while he was in the damn clinic. Now it was in the shop and he had nothing to do. Except read, maybe. So he's doing that, but nothing he's reading is really sticking.

Ugh. He just wants out of here. But he knows he can't leave yet]

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[well, it sure has been a long time since she's been here, and an equally long time of trying very poorly to hide her cast-up arm. hopefully tonight, in her meeting with Ravi, she'll finally be able to make some progress on getting her arm healed. or... something. echoes are weird.]

[she's wearing a red shawl over her work clothes when she approaches the counter. it does a good job hiding both her arms, and she's started to like the way it looks on her lately anyway.]

[Kanti isn't exactly the biggest fan of hospitals, clinics, and etc. She knows they're necessary, but she doesn't like them mostly because it means there is something wrong that she cannot fix by herself. If she wasn't so set on botany, she'd probably try to become a doctor. As is, she is slightly jittery, tapping the fingers of a free hand on the wall she's leaning on.

She opts not to sit in a chair, instead leaning against a wall and reading a book on her tablet. She has just reached the end, where the Queen chooses death rather than allowing a vampire noble to rule her kingdom by keeping her prisoner, but stops before she finishes the last few paragraphs. These sorts of books are hard to enjoy now, possible chupacabra or not. ]

[ in all of his excitement to get the gloves stained with police dog blood to dr. solus for examination, alex completely forgets to let the doctor know he's coming at all. he realizes this as he sits in the waiting room, leg bouncing restlessly.

when his turn is announced, he stands and walks with the energy of someone's who trying to keep a lid on it.

in the privacy of the examination room, alex presents the gloves. they're in a gallon ziplock bag. ]

Some of the network kids got attacked by dogs when they were trick-or-treating last night. This is from Toushirou. Some of their blood's on it-- the dogs.

[ Ok, scratching the fact that that was probably the worst idea he's ever, ever, ever had, especially when it came to his personal safety and the safety of his fellow network members... That didn't go so badly! At least I'm alive, he repeats to himself as he trudges along toward the clinic at around 6 am, being careful not to slide his right ankle out of place yet again. Thank the powers that be that it's both right in the middle of Blood Key territory and is still the same place Skyler remembered the doctor on the network describing. The same doctor that he associated with getting good hash was also a pillar for the medical needs for the network. There was a lot of irony in that that he couldn't quite describe. He is about ten points from failing English, it's not really that surprising.

Long intro short, a 17 year old kid limping to the door with an arm around his ribs, a puffy bottom lip, and purpling left eye is going to attempt to open the door. Wait, is the clinic even open this early in the morning? Shit. He is going to be so fucking pissed if he dies because he bled to death on the inside or something.

He puts his free hand on the doorknob and tries to get it open. Nope, locked. Shit. He shuffles a little to the side and slides onto his butt, slouching against the wall. Nothing to do but wait and hope he doesn't die in the process. He huffs a little, trying not to fall asleep. ]

This is what passing looks like?

[ Whenever whichever doctor opens gets there, Skyler will be in the same spot, shivering a little and trying his level best not to doze off. He's failed several times up until that point, but not for lack of trying. ]

Edited (changed around a few things because i fucked up sorryyy) 2013-12-17 06:43 (UTC)

[After a distressing car ride with Axel and Phillip in which Luke most definitely threw up on the upholstery, Luke arrives at the clinic. He's pale, his breathing is shaky and halting due to his ribs aching, and he's bleeding from two long, but thankfully shallow cuts on his left shoulder. He knows the tall, thin doctor had taken the body around to the back of the clinic, that's where they saw the car go, so that's where he goes.

He feels small and weak in every way, but he had told Phillip he would be fine so he would be fine. He just needed to find the doctor, and find a way home after that.]

He probably shouldn't have taken the bus. But he couldn't think of an easier or faster way to get to the clinic, given his current circumstances. He just hopes he didn't look too conspicuous boarding the bus.

Danny stumbles into the clinic with his arm (covered in badly tied bandages) pressed tightly to his chest. His sweater is soaked from the blood ('blood'?) and is starting to glow a faint green now, in contrast to his sweaty pallid face. He's about to shout for someone, but then notices there's a waiting room, so instead he just takes a seat and waits his turn.

(That's what you do when you're suddenly missing half your arm, right???)

[It's probably not the best idea to wander around town in a hood. It makes you look kind of suspicious. But kind of suspicious is way better than totally suspicious, which is what Jacuzzi would've looked like without it. He'd tried everything he could to cover it up. Bandages only sort-of worked against his parents, and he hadn't even talked to them much. Part of him was glad they weren't close enough to ask--or that they'd assumed he'd gotten himself hurt in stupid ways. But wearing giant face bandages wasn't as easy with people on the streets. They stared at things like that, and most people tried to avoid contact with people in hoods. He noticed that a while ago, and he's glad he had.

Still, he's obviously nervous when he enters the clinic, keeping his head down, his eyes locked on some unimportant part of the floor. He stammers out something about meeting someone and promptly drops himself into a chair, letting his face fall into his hands. At least this way, he won't have to worry about anyone seeing it.

He's early, and his shoulders are going to pay for it if he keeps them this tense, but so long as he is here and he has a chance to at least get some help, he doesn't care. He is in desperate need of it and excuse him while he hides away until Ravi isn't busy or something.]

[Nick's never actually been here before, but he finds it easily enough. He'd texted Ravi when he was on his way, and checked in using only his first name, then he sits down in one of the chairs to wait.

...and tries not to feel at all concerned about what Ravi might find, but he isn't all that successful. He's being fairly flippant about it with all but a few people, but the fact is that Nick is worried. About what they've done to him, what side effects there might be, and how it might come to bite him in the ass.]

[It's a little unnerving, Karl has to admit, allowing someone to take blood samples and study him and all. Whatever information can come from this might prove useful and that's enough to have gotten him to the clinic. Not that many cops were on the Network, even fewer of them modified. Yeah, being here is necessary.

The appointment had been made a few days ago and this was the earliest he could come. Now Karl just waits for his turn to be called in, browsing through some old issue of Time magazine (it was either that or a gossip magazine and not even on dessert island would he willing pick one of those up).]

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evening of 8/21

9/12, afternoon

either is fine!

For Julien and Solus

For Doctor Solus~

October 6th: Shiro and Ravi

evening of 10/16

Afternoon 10/06