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Post by SHM 128 III on Jun 14, 2009 21:53:40 GMT -5
@luke@
Luke let out a small curse as he handed off the clipboard containing the info on his last patient off to an assistant before franticly searching for the next one. Today had been an incredibly busy day, with beasts and their owners comming in and out all the time. He hadn't even gotten a chance to stop and eat at any point during the day, and it was now early evening... as his stomach was now oh-so-gently reminding him. Of course, it certainly didn't help that he had one less examanation room than usual at the moment...
Gee, I wonder who's fault that is?
The doctor quickly shook that nagging voice out of his head. True, he had to spend a lot of time making sure that no one, from one of the nurses to the janitor, accidentally wandered into the "Temporarily Out of Service" room, but he couldn't let anyone know about the stray he was taking care of kinda-sorta illegally. So far, though, everything seemed to be going along just fine.
Suddenly, Luke spoted another clipboard just lying on one of the tables. Ah! So that's where his next patient's info went! Scooping it up, he quickly read over the basics.
Name: Corona, Venice
Species: Hedgemink Hybrid
Owner: Corona, Silvia
Description: Standard Check-Up
Just a check-up... Well, at least it was something easy. The last thing he wanted to have was his stomach getting in the way of a major procedure. Clipboard in hand, Luke opened the door leading to the waiting room and poked his head in.
"Venice? Are you here?"
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Post by DB on Jun 14, 2009 22:25:09 GMT -5
@silvia@
Looking quite out of place in her elegant attire sitting in the significantly more modest waiting room, Silvia looked up from the magazine that she'd taken up to pass the time. Noting Doctor Luke, she turned her attention to a silver coloured beast nearby.
"Vennie, darling, it's your turn."
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Post by Jamie Lee on Jun 14, 2009 22:39:39 GMT -5
 Venice looked up from the play area, and the pile of blocks he'd been stacking. "Oh, okay," he responded somewhat soberly. Getting to his feet and dusting himself off he approached the door. |
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Post by SHM 128 III on Jun 14, 2009 23:01:55 GMT -5
@luke@
Luke smiled warmly as the hedgemink approached, holding out his hand.
"Hi, Venice, how have you been?"
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Post by Jamie Lee on Jun 15, 2009 22:13:52 GMT -5
"I'm okay," the hybrid answered, taking the offered hand and following after the doctor. His nose wrinkled slightly. "I'm not going to need a shot, am I?" |
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Post by SHM 128 III on Jun 15, 2009 23:25:08 GMT -5
@luke@
Luke let out a small chuckle as he led Venice over to a scale.
"Unfortunately, yes, but it's just a standard flu shot, nothing too painful. Now, could you please step on the scale? I need to record your weight and height."
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Post by Leda on Jun 15, 2009 23:32:56 GMT -5
 Some time later, the veterinary office had a new visitor, but not a scheduled one. Leading her beast inside, Phoebe unclipped the tenrec's leash and knelt to his level. "I need to talk to the receptionist to see if the doctor will see us without an appointment," she explained. "Go on ahead and play for a while." |
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Post by DB on Jun 17, 2009 12:23:35 GMT -5
 "... play?" Glancing around the room, he spotted the... play area. Frowning deeply, he slowly approached it, not quite believing what he was seeing. "Oh, come on, you haff to be joking." |
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Post by Leda on Jun 17, 2009 12:27:59 GMT -5
"Well, I suppose you don't HAVE to, but the alternative is sitting around on your butt being bored." The overlander gave him a nudge. "Go on and take a look. If you don't like it, we'll just sit quietly." And before he could argue again, Phoebe headed for the reception desk. |
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Post by DB on Jun 17, 2009 12:31:05 GMT -5
Sighing and rolling his eyes, he continued his approach of the 'play' area, noting the presence of another thrope. ... Were they actually -playing-? |
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Post by dcbishigirl on Jun 17, 2009 12:33:25 GMT -5
A cute light purple hedgehog sat playing with the slider toy. She looked absurdly happy playing with the little wooden blocks and balls attached to the wires. More disturbingly though, she probably wasnt that much younger than the tenric.
She smiled up at Dash sweetly as he came over, before once again busying herself happily with the childs play thing.
"I have this one... but I dont mind if you want to play with it too, I can share."
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Post by DB on Jun 17, 2009 13:15:21 GMT -5
Continuing to frown, but with much more overt signs of confusion, the baffled tenrec replied. "... are... are you really having fun with that?" |
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Post by dcbishigirl on Jun 17, 2009 13:19:56 GMT -5
She blinked up at him slightly confused, "Of course. Its more fun than the dolls."
And she slide a ball across the wire to the other side, as if that only enhanced her point.
"I'm Duchess."
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Post by DB on Jun 17, 2009 13:27:35 GMT -5
Face scrunching up further in confusion, Dash stammered. "That... That'sh an ... interesthing name." |
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Post by dcbishigirl on Jun 17, 2009 13:29:52 GMT -5
"Well actually, My names Duchess Petunia Thornyback of Periwinkle. But everyone just calls me Duchess for short. Whats your Name?" And she smiled up at him, wondering slightly why he wasnt sitting down to play with her.
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Post by DB on Jun 17, 2009 13:32:32 GMT -5
And, by this point, the tenrec's jaw has dropped. "... I... my name is Dash. ... I'm shorry, but I'm... I'm not feeling very good..." At this point he stiffly walked back over to Phoebe, flopping down onto the ground beside her. "... the hedgehog over there ish named Duchess Petunia Thornyback of Periwinkle." |
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Post by Leda on Jun 17, 2009 13:34:21 GMT -5
Glancing down at her beast while the clerk at the desk checked through the schedule, Phoebe replied, "What, are you saying you want a longer name? Sir Dashington Spikybutt of New Pokenshire?" |
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Post by DB on Jun 17, 2009 13:41:57 GMT -5
"... for the love of Aurora, no." |
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Post by Leda on Jun 17, 2009 13:44:01 GMT -5
The florist chortled to herself for a moment, until something he'd said piqued her curiosity. "Who's Aurora?" |
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Post by DB on Jun 17, 2009 14:21:42 GMT -5
The tenrec stared up at the human, his expression changing to a more serious flavour of confusion. "... you know, God?" |
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Post by Leda on Jun 17, 2009 17:08:14 GMT -5
This struck Phoebe as odd, but not for the fact that Dash's deity had a different name or gender from her own; she was more puzzled by the fact that he had one at all. Before she could inquire further, however, the receptionist cut in with the notice that the doctor might be able to see them between appointments if they were willing to wait. Satisfied with this answer, the florist gave a quick thank you and headed for the overlander seating. "Since we're going to be here a while," she began, pulling Dash into her lap, "how about you tell me a little about this 'Aurora'." Maybe he's just unclear about what "god" really means. Maybe Aurora was the leader of his pack or something. |
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Post by DB on Jun 17, 2009 17:12:13 GMT -5
Giving Phoebe a skeptical glance, he frowned. "You mean you've never heard of her? Ever?" |
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Post by Leda on Jun 17, 2009 17:16:43 GMT -5
"Well I haven't ever been in the feral world," she answered matter-of-factly. "Was she someone important? Like, someone in charge? Or a beast you heard about from another pack? Or..." Finally Phoebe just shrugged. |
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Post by DB on Jun 17, 2009 17:18:44 GMT -5
Immediately to her questioning his brow furrowed, his spines puffing slightly. " Pack?" |
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Post by Leda on Jun 17, 2009 17:28:55 GMT -5
The overlander blinked. "Well you really don't seem like one to live on your own..." |
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Post by DB on Jun 17, 2009 17:30:07 GMT -5
... and cue the facepalming. "I didn't live in a pack. I lived in a village." |
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Post by Leda on Jun 17, 2009 17:32:46 GMT -5
"A village?? Like... with little houses?" |
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Post by DB on Jun 17, 2009 17:38:23 GMT -5
"Yeeesh," the tenrec replied, as if lengthening the answer would allow it to sink deeper, "houses and gardens and plumbing and that s'orta shtuff." |
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Post by Leda on Jun 17, 2009 17:40:59 GMT -5
"But... Who built it for you??" |
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Post by DB on Jun 17, 2009 18:03:52 GMT -5
Continuing to frown, Dash replied. "We built it. For ourselfsh." |
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