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The Town Clinic - Not Officially Open but already Busy!-

[ooc: Err to help the timeline a little the immediate events here happen before Phale opens the shop, for obvious reasons! Also the Clinic is not officially opened yet but there are some mice stirring about. Will set up OCD threads shortly for said mice. :D]

It had been a good night and Wilson had slept well, only hoping that Phale had also found a peaceful rest.

The young doctor was used to being up relatively early, especially when he had a patient to look in on and he would need to check on Yazoo so he began to stir not too long after the first few rays of dawn insisted on weasling their way through the blinds and into his eyes.

"Bright light...bright light..." He grumbled, in very much the same tone he'd used the morning when they'd shared a room at the B&B. Though Wilson had trained himself to be a morning person by necessity, he wasn't usually chipper, until after his first few cups of rocket fuel.

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Yaaaawwwnn...tea tea tea tea, honestly, just making tea.

Once Wilson had finally decided to accept his fate and face the morning, Aziraphale leaned over with a soft kiss and smiled.

"Good morning, James dear," he said quietly. "I expect you'll be wanting to get ready to check in on your patient. I'll make you some breakfast while you get dressed."

Since angels generally don't have a necessary morning routine, Aziraphale slipped out of bed (after a second good-morning kiss) and headed off to the kitchen. Pajamas became trousers and sweater at some point along the way, and he put on a pot of tea and quickly put together a breakfast of eggs and toast. Then, remembering that Wilson apparently always started his days with coffee -- at least from what the angel had observed from their recent trips together -- he shook his head and switched the tea to coffee as he poured his friend a cup.

After the second good morning kiss that nearly got away from them, Wilson spent an extra few minutes in the bathroom ~~doing exactly what you think you naughty minds~~ pulling himself together as he ran through his regular routine.

Surfacing from the bedroom with his hair still damp from the shower and wincing with the after affects that were after shave, he sniffed appreciatively at the smell of coffee.

"I'd say bless you but...you know that." The young doctor said with a twinkle in his dark eyes. He was dressed in jeans and a comfortable looking dark blue sweater, still knuckling the last hints of sleep out of his eyes as he hopped up to sit on a counter and watch his friend cooking.

Eggs and toast...Phale had it perfect, light on the stomach yet a good way to get started for the day. Sipping on his coffee, Wilson simply soaked up these last few minutes of quiet peace, finding them as refreshing and rejuvinating as the coffee in his hand.

"Did you rest, well?" He did ask, a little shyly.

"I did," Aziraphale replied softly. He cast a quick glance at the figure Wilson made, sitting up on the counter with his coffee, and smiled. It was something new to him, this morning routine, and he rather liked it.

The young doctor didn't appear to be the naturally talkative type at this hour, and Aziraphale wasn't the naturally talkative type in general, so he let the comfortable silence settle over them as he finished Wilson's breakfast and set it on the table.

"I...don't usually cook breakfast things, so I hope this is all right."

Hopping, obediently, down off the counter, Wilson headed for the table, it was a simple table that they'd picked up on their trip he smiled over at his friend and very deliberately shared his toast.

"The eggs, are mine." He said by way of a response to the angel's concern over his cooking, though there was a softening in his expression that belayed the words and said he would be happy to share.

Otherwise he tucked into his breakfest, inhaling it in a pleased manner that spoke to his appreciation for the food.

In between bites, he mentioned. "If it's all right, I'll probably wander up to the shop later, after I check on Yazoo and get some things settled. I have a request from a medical journal for a paper to go in their spring journal so...I thought I'd do some work on it at the shop, if you don't mind my parking and sprawling out in the lounge?"

"James dear, you know you're always welcome at the shop," Aziraphale replied, smiling as he accepted a slice of toast. "I expect it will be quiet, as most of the students are still out of town or just settling back in."

After a moment's thought, he added in a quiet voice, "It's possible that Greg may stop in today. He's promised to bring his dog by for a visit, if he had any luck in finding one yesterday."

Without any sort of fuss, some bits of egg were neatly seperated and nudged towards the edge of the plate in an unspoken invitation.

The oncologist nibbled on his toast thoughtfully and then after a sip of coffee he smiled with soft reassurance towards the angel.

"I'll enjoy seeing if he got a dog." There wouldn't be any sort of smack down scene, at least not on Wilson's part and he wasn't going to do the 'if he's there I won't be' schtick either. He wanted to work in the quiet security of the shop, next to the fire he so enjoyed with access to tea and if he was a good boy, perhaps gingersnap cookies.

It would be all right.

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For those folks who would like to stop by and visit Yazoo.

Kadaj hasn't stirred from him silent vigil with Yazoo, sleeping in a chair in the corner of the room. He wanted to crawl in the bed with his brother and hold him close but the tubing and stuff was in his way. He didn't want to hinder Yazoo's getting better.

What materia he had, he poured into his brother to speed healing along and Kadaj hoped that meant Yazoo would be perfectly fine by tomorrow.

A habit from old, had Wilson knocking and then waiting a moment before actually pushing into the surgery.

He wasn't at all surprised to find Kadaj there and he smiled warmly to the young man, holding out a cup of coffee he'd brought down from upstairs.

"Here, I thought you might like this. How'd he spend the night?" Wilson was well aware that this young man hadn't let himself be shifted so much as an inch from his brother's side and probably had greater awareness of Yazoo's condition than any state of the art monitor.

Kadaj took the cup gratefully and sipped at it noisly. "He's better today. Woke up early this morning to talk a little bit," he said between sips. "He can go home tomorrow?

Coffee cup handed over, Wilson set about quietly reviewing Yazoo's vitals, pleased with what he was finding, very pleased in fact and he smiled to Kadaj from across his brother's bed.

"I think I'll be able to take him off the IV tonight and as long as there is no backsliding of his vitals, yes he can go home tomorrow."

Dark eyes flash narrowed at the youth in the chair and Wilson smiled gently before asking.

"Would you like a sandwich? I make a mean grilled cheese and some soup?"

Just as Kadaj was going to protest he wasn't hungry, his stomach lack of contents made itself known quite loudly. "We've already inconvenienced you," he said politely.

Perhaps deflection. "And we don't have the money to pay right now but Loz said he can have it soon."

"I'll be right back and we'll talk." Wilson said gently a thought climbing into his brain and rattling around thoughtfully as he left the Surgery and headed up the stairs.

It didn't take him long to pull together a perfectly toasted -hey he'd mastered this grilled cheese thing- gooey grilled cheese and a mug of tomato soup, fortified with milk rather than water. A bottle of water joined him as well and he carried the fare back down to the Kadaj.

"Here we go, hope you don't mind tomato." Wilson set everything down near to Kadaj and then walked over to the counter to make some notes on Yazoo's file.

Giving Kadaj a little bit of quiet to eat, Wilson eventually turned and crossed his arms over his chest, eyeing the Kadaj.

"My clinic, my rules. We can work out a reasonable repayment schedule."

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Utilizing the sneak-about lessons from his hustler days, Hunter quietly slips inside the clinic and seeks out the room Yazoo is in. Pushing open the door, he's a littie surprised to see Kadaj there, although if he'd thought through the situation beforehand he shouldn't have been surprised. "Hey," he says softly, letting the door slip closed behind him.

((ooc: no hurry, evening play still is better, just tossing Hunter out there before I totally space it because...knowing me today, I would.))

When Hunter came in, Kadaj looked to the movement of the door and realized who it was. He settled back in the chair and nodded.

Yazoo was awake. A little groggy and tired but feeling much better. He saw Hunter come in and nodded to him, giving him a smile. "Hey."

Moving to the bedside, Hunter seats himself in a chair nearby. "The doctor get you all patched up? I've got a bottle of tequila with your name on it, so you have to bounce back soon." Hunter's perch on the edge of the chair says more about his concern than his flippant words do.

"'m good," Yazoo said sleepily. "Just got involved in shit that wasn't my business."

He turned when he heard Kadaj snarl from the other side of the room but shook his head at his brother before giving Hunter his attention. "You could sneak the tequila in. The doctor would never know."

Hunter shakes his head and grins. "I think you ought to be fully healed before you start swilling alcohol." He almost sounds parental as he teasingly adds, "Have you learned your lesson not to stick your nose in other people's business?"

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