FTEC, afternoon

[ladder62.livejournal.com]

After talking with the Baron, Tommy went back to the clinic.

He got out pen and paper and began to write out a shopping list for everything he'd need for the weekend.

[ooc: Work is uber-busy. Play shall be slow today, alas.]

[Note for radio, Rory's visit is NFB]

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[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

After making a quick stop at NPC Butchershop, Rory swung by the town clinic, where she had never been. Biting her lip, she entered the building, and looked around for someone to ask about medical supplies.

[ladder62.livejournal.com]

Tommy looked up from his writing, "What can I do you for, sweetheart?"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory plastered on a sweet smile and tried to look guileless.

"Hello, sir. My name's Rory Gilmore, and I'm a nursing student up at the school. And, see, we're having a practical exam, and we have to get our own supplies." She stuck out her lower lip, wringing her hands. "So, I was wondering if I could maybe get some stuff here? We're, um, learning to treat bad cuts, scrapes, burns, muscle pain, aches...the like."

[ooc: *kicks LJ* Reposted CORRECTLY, omg]

[ladder62.livejournal.com]

Tommy had a teenaged daughter. All that this little speech was missing was a mention of the Murphy kid for him to know she was trying to pull a fast one.

That was okay. He could handle it.

"One of the nursing students, huh? Did you hand in your hepatitis kit yet?"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory blinked, thinking fast.

"Yes," she said, nodding. "We, um, did that very early in the semester. But after last weekend, my professor thought that learning slightly more advanced first aid stuff would be important." She nodded, fairly aware of how red she was getting.

She was never going to get better at this.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

She can't make it all the way up to the school, but she drags herself into the town clinic. It's not hard to tell when you spike a fever and you can't hear and your head is pounding...you need antibiotics.


[[sp is way cool. I have night class so we'll probably have to keep this short. Just want to get her back to class tomorrow, you know?]]

[ladder62.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Legs," Tommy said. "How's it going?"

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"Give me drugs, or shoot me now. I don't care."

She busts out a kleenex and sneezes hard, then slams her hand against her ear.

"Or pithing. Pithing is an option."

[ladder62.livejournal.com]

"Pissing?" Tommy raised his eyebrows. "I don't care what my ex says about me, I'm not that kind of date."

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"Pithing, retard. It's where you stick a big needle in through my ear so I don't feel pain." She rolls her eyes and wonders if she should have just sucked it up and went up to the school clinic.

"Are you going to help me, or just..."she waves her hand and lays back in the chair, "...be yourself."

[ascended-being.livejournal.com]

Orlan wandered into the clinic, he knew that his human body had the ability to get sick and needed it to stay healthy. And since he had landed here in Fandom Town with no clothing on a rather chilly afternoon, and his throat was feeling rather sore.

"What does one do if they have a sore throat and a headache?" He asks politely when he reached the front desk.

[ladder62.livejournal.com]

"Bitch about it constantly and wish I could start drinking again," Tommy said. "Why?"

[ascended-being.livejournal.com]

Orlin burst out laughing, which then turned to coughing. "I think my mortal form has a cold," he finally gasped out between chuckles and some random coughs, " And according to my knowledge one should seek treatment for such illnesses."

[ladder62.livejournal.com]

"Chicken soup," Tommy said. Between this guy and CJ he wondered if something was going around. "Fluids, bedrest. Blowjob from your girlfriend if she's in the mood."

[ascended-being.livejournal.com]

Up went Orlins eyebrow in amusement,

"I am unaware of that form of treatment? Who is the authority on this subject? Or is this a Fandom Universe treatment that has no medicinal value beyond the pleasure?"

Orlin managed to say this with a straight face, but his lips were twitching by the end.

[ascended-being.livejournal.com]

Orlin comes running back in, "Where can I get tylenol?"

[ladder62.livejournal.com]

"Surrounded by retards," Tommy muttered. He looked up at the guy. "What do you need Tylenol for?"

[ascended-being.livejournal.com]

"I need to break down the molecular construction and rebuild it into a more powerful tylenol" Orlin thought of saying, but instead said, "Does it matter?"

[ladder62.livejournal.com]

"Supply and demand, asshole," Tommy said. "I have the supply, I can demand whatever the hell I want. Why do you want it?"

[ascended-being.livejournal.com]

Orlin raised his eyebrow in irritation, "For my headache asshole why else?" It was not true, but it was plausible.

[deadly_little]

A tiny, cranky ninja comes into the clinic. Her hands are not healing anything like as quickly as she would like.

[ladder62.livejournal.com]

Tommy frowned when he saw her. He had the look of somebody trying to put a name to a face. "Do I know you?"

[deadly_little]

Miho shook her head and held out her hands to him, palms up. Her fingers had angry burn blisters on them.

[ladder62.livejournal.com]

Burns Tommy knew about. He motioned her over to a bed while he got the supplies. As he did he searched his memory. "Black and white chick. Prostitute. Related to you?"

[deadly_little]

Miho hopped up onto the bed easily. The hookers weren't related to her, but they were employed by her, so she just kind of shrugged.