zen_en_vert | IC Inbox for Hadriel

From:

[Who's just going to randomly text Bruce in the middle of the night with no warning? This guy, apparently.]

i can get you medical supplies and drugs but i have three conditions.

1. you don't ask me any questions
2. you don't tell anyone i gave them to you
3. you see to my friends when they're injured or sick, no matter what

i can promise you that nobody is getting hurt for them but that's all i'm going to say. can we have a deal?

From:

closerift

Doctor Banner, I wanted to thank you for your help the other day after my injury. If there's anything that I can do for you or for the clinic, please let me know right away.

From:

greywaren

i cant find gansey

From:

whichend

steve and wanda are

I can't find them

I'm sorry.

From:

greywaren

[It's routine, by now- Ronan picks up a list of what the clinic needs from Doctor Banner and drops off supplies a few days later. New list, new dreams, new supplies. It works for them and Ronan has no plans to change it.

Which is why he's here now, knocking on the door to the clinic during normal business hours, before twisting at the handle to let himself in.]

Banner?

From:

greywaren

[The next delivery, Ronan leaves on the doorstep without going inside.

Tucked away among bandages and antibiotics and epipens is a small box, a rusted gold carved with impossibly ornate detail on the outside. When opened it plays a soft tune, like a music box- except the music sounds as if there was somehow a small harp tucked inside, playing in a melancholy rhythm. Instead of a dancer or ballerina, the music box props open a small display of maple trees, so intricate that they have to somehow be real, miniature versions of actual trees, with delicate leaves that can be plucked off and branches that can be broken with an unruly hand.

It evokes a feeling of calm more than anything. A peaceful walk through the woods, a reason not to get angry.

Attached is a note in Ronan's sloppy scrawl, that only says thanks. For help with his arm, probably. For help with Adam's recent injuries, more likely. This event can't have been easy on their poor doctor.]

Edited Date: 2016-04-23 01:58 am (UTC)

From:

prespangled

Doc? Are you around?

From:

dedikated

a) there's a reworked syllabus structure for the classes on the desk.

b) others are planning self defence classes so we might want to make sure nothing overlaps.

c) they also wanna know if we can teach any field medicine.

From:

stepford_smiler

Someone told me that I should contact you in regards to the clinic.

I would like to help if you're looking for any volunteers. I have healing powers that I can utilize in emergencies.

I'm not a doctor, but I do know quite a bit about health and first aid. I would like to be of some use.

[Not like that's his GUILT talking or anything.]

From:

dedikated

[ sometime after this, but before she goes weapons crazy, ]

Pick up, pick up-- [ she's clearly running, by the footfall audible in the background and the gasps in her breath. ] Where are you?

From:

greywaren

hey

the clinic still in one piece?

From:

dedikated

[ yeah, so guess who disappeared from like... the 18th until the 23rd? And guess how much that person has actually said about why they vanished?

(spoilers: Kate and not a whole lot.)

Thankfully, Sorrow is here for all your confessional needs! And small talk. And shop talk... but the shop talk would have happened anyway. ] How're you holding up?

From:

scarletcast

H

ow do y.ou contr ol it?

[ Typing is hard with telekinesis. ]

From:

dedikated

( directly after this conversation )

Doing some work with the guard today. Won't be in.

( and prepare for a 99% chance of her coming back injured tbh. )

From:

synthedick

Dr. Banner, my name is Nick Valentine. I believe I have something of yours.

From:

dedikated

( Kate pockets her phone before leaning against the doorframe of the clinic office, folding her arms loosely around herself. )

Spoke with Dr. Gottlieb. ( see, she can be formal about you, Dr. Sexually Active. ) He'd be willing to work on cataloging information on th' gods with us.

From:

dedikated

( this is Kate.

this is Kate, standing in the doorway, holding a sheaf of papers. )

Need to reorganise the first aid classes.

( now that Simon's gone. )

Any preferences?

From:

greywaren

my dad said you told him where to find me

so

thanks for that

[Though, frankly, enough things have happened between then and now that that small encounter may have been entirely forgettable. All this time later, it still isn't, to Ronan.]

From:

greywaren

heard you were back.

[After what feels like forever. Will wonders never cease?]

we all got fucked over six ways from sunday while you were gone.

do you remember me?