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WHO: Fugen and Rikki
WHERE: the Clinic
WHEN: Today
WARNINGS: None, probably
SUMMARY: Fugen wants to get a job at the clinic, Rikki hires him. EXCITING.
FORMAT: Paragraph to start, then whatever.
Rikki's at the front desk instead of in one of the exam rooms, waiting for her potential coworker to arrive so she could interview him. Currently she was hunched over the newspapers, looking for editorials about the clinic, which had been getting more and more frequent lately- whether that was because they'd treated more superheroes in a week recently than they had for awhile or if she and Dr. Mid-Nite were doing something right was a matter of opinion.
She's always glad to have more people offering to work at the clinic. The pay still isn't the greatest, and it's a lot of long hours and thankless work and occasionally having protesters come by and shout slurs at people entering and leaving. Still,it's still running, so she's feeling pretty pleased with herself.
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Tucking a few locks of blue hair behind his ear, he padded into the clinic with his best smile.
"Hello, Miss Barnes?"
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She picked up her clip board and flipped through it. "Anything you want to tell me about yourself before we officially start? Or do you have any questions?"
Aagghh so sorry this took so long x____x
"Do you run this clinic by yourself?" in inquired curiously.
No worries! RL is so bad about playing nice with RP time
"I'm not going to lie, mostly we're held together by spit, coffee, Mr. Worthington's money, and some strange brand of insanity. It's a hard job, I don't want to lie to you," she said. "In the spirit of fairness, you know?
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