Inbox: Pumpkin Hollow

[lovinglefthand]

An In-Character inbox for First Aid, chief clinician and surgeon at the Winterbottom clinic.

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After the Earthquake

[thelatechrisfreeman]

Chris held it together during the disaster. With First Aid out in the field, Chris had to run the clinic. And the locals knew the Winterbottom Clinic best -- even if they distributed themselves fairly evenly between that, the clinic run by Hawkeye, and the clinic run by Dr. Watson -- so the volunteer forces gathered there first for their 'marching orders'.

But, just as Chris feared, a case that needed surgical intervention dropped in their lap when they were the only one qualified to take it. Even knowing that River would much rather have the medical care than go without, even with the bullshit magic benefit of Erik's healing blood... thinking back to that moment fills Chris with dread.

The patients who can disperse back to their homes do so. Those who need to stay for observation begin dropping off into sleep. And Chris... wanders into the back room that Aidie usually uses for his own version of sleep. They wrap themself up in the sheet that Aidie keeps back there, and sit down on the floor, and just... tremble.

After not being dead (moved from other thread)

[pineapplesalmon]

César did go out to explore the town as Chris suggested. It feels weird to have Chris constantly translate him. (And honestly, he feels awkward, considering he blew up at Chris near the end of their first conversation.)

Eventually, though, he wakes up with a start because of a train whistle. On a bench. Holding a broom?

Not knowing what else to do, and not wanting to delay the inevitable, César immediately makes it back towards the clinic. Even if his hands are shaking. And yes, he's carrying the broom. What? Brooms are useful.

César walks into the clinic with extreme hesitation, but he closes the door quickly to not let the cold air in. For once, his mind is mostly empty. Shock. But Chris said that First Aid would want his side of the story.

"... hello?" César's voice cracks from the cold, still awkwardly carrying the broom; it's clear he walked straight here from coming back, considering the timing.

Sorry, he's basically the older brother of a shonen protag. There are times when the stupidly pushing too far is catching. Like now.

Sending Stone

[graveling]

First Aid's sending stone begins to make noise and light up, indicating a call!

clinic phone call

[stonecoldtop]

George contemplates just dropping in to the clinic to get things done as quickly as possible, but on balance he'd rather not risk explaining what he's there for in a waiting room with eavesdroppers. So a call ahead it is.

"First Aid? This is George Elsworth, I'm relatively new here and I've been told you're the one to see for health testing of a sensitive nature."

A Consultation

[theresalwaystheview]

Bart, reluctant as he was to continue putting himself in the position to be betrayed again, nevertheless had reached out in the hopes of making some real headway in the treatment plan that he had been going over with his newest patient. After all, he needs a few things that First Aid has that he himself doesn't. Steady, precise hands, the ability to fabricate and test equipment properly, and actual experience with the task at hand.

He had sent a message ahead to let First Aid know that he needed an emergency consult, hoping that warning him ahead of time that he was coming would mean that he wouldn't catch the autobot when he was once again too busy to give him the time that he needed. After all, he could certainly put their interpersonal problems aside for the sake of providing the best care possible.

When he shows up at First Aid's door, he's got his hands gripped tight around the strap of his bag and the hair at his nape pulled into a small ponytail to keep it off of his neck. He waits patiently, silently, teeth worrying at the inside of his lip.