Support Services First Aid Station at Caritas: Saturday Daytime

[thatsamilkshake]

Don't ask why Francine's hair was still wet when she got there. Just.... don't.

Just come on in if you need a safe place to get away from the gremlins (or the pie rain if you got caught in any late-breaking showers), minor patching up, a re-fuel before you head out into the mess again, or someone to slap you upside the head and tell you to get yourself to the damn clinic already. (And possibly escort you there.)

[OOC: Open! OCD up! Support people are welcome to join in the band-aiding and food-handing-out too - or anyone else who feels like volunteering. Also, your regularly scheduled Caritas drinking and schmoozing post will be up in the evening as usual. This one's separate.]

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Re: Talk to Francine

[iknowstuff.livejournal.com]

"Hi Francine," Layla said looking rather calm as she entered Caritas carrying an armload of bats. "These are for anyone who comes in and aren't armed. If you check the first aid supplies I went through and inventoried/organized them yesterday. An inventory sheet should be in each kit."

Re: Talk to Francine

[thatsamilkshake]

"Whoa, you're prepared!" Wait. "Oh. You're prepared. You knew this was going to happen?"

Re: Talk to Francine

[iknowstuff.livejournal.com]

Layla gave her a little shrug. "Things happen for a reason. Mostly. That's not going to be a problem, is it?"

Re: Talk to Francine

[thatsamilkshake]

"I... don't know," Francine admitted. "I mean, not now. I don't know what we could've done to deal with suddenly crazy gremlins in advance anyway, besides make everybody sleep here last night. Is there stuff you're just not allowed to tell people?"

Re: Talk to Francine

[iknowstuff.livejournal.com]

"Let's just say this is the way it's supposed to happen," Layla replied. "And if I did tell people in advance of some events I'd be struck down dead where I stood."

Actually that was a lie but it usually stopped people from asking further.

Re: Talk to Francine

[thatsamilkshake]

It got Francine's eyebrows to climb her forehead, at least. "Wow. That's harsh, sorry. Me, I'd just settle for even knowing I know stuff. I mean, sometimes stuff I thought or dreamed or whatever happens later, but I almost never realize that's what it was until after."

Re: Talk to Francine

[iknowstuff.livejournal.com]

"Count yourself lucky," Layla said with a small smirk. "Actually knowing stuff and having to do nothing about it can actually suck. Quite a bit."

Re: Talk to Francine

[thatsamilkshake]

Or knowing stuff and not being sure there is anything you can do about it. "I kind of get that. I know how somebody's going to die, I think, but not when, and it's not like he'd believe me if I wrote him a fan letter saying 'Hey, wear a bullet-proof vest for the rest of your life, okay? You'll thank me."

Re: Talk to Francine

[iknowstuff.livejournal.com]

"Even worse? What happens if you know he doesn't die and as a result thousands of others get killed as a result," Layla said with small sigh. "It's a slippery slope."

And then she spied something out of the corner of her eye. "Ooo! Cookies!"

Re: Talk to Francine

[thatsamilkshake]

"Oatmeal raisin!" Any other subject and the non sequitur would probably go whizzing past Francine's ear, but sadly, Ooo! Cookies! would make complete and logical sense to her every time.