Nightshift 30: M35, Clinic

Oh. Oh dear. Despite knowing little of the man on the radio in a personal sense, the news hit him hard. He wasn't sure if it was true, but... why would the doctor lie? If it weren't true, they'd find out easily enough, so it would be pointless. Right?

Oh, he was a horrible man! A part of Tamaki wished that he could fight, so he could help take down that awful person himself. But he knew it was just a flight of fancy. But what would they do now? Without any clues at all?

Sighing, he hung up the sign for the clinic. He needed to talk to Ed so badly, but he had his duties here. Even if he wasn't the best or the fastest, he could still do things. And he had to. So he sat down and waited, for either arrivals or some contradiction to what the Head Doctor had said.

Just in case.

[identity profile] lost-metal.livejournal.com 2008-03-23 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
(Since Fey is on Hiatus)

Ed looked over the damage critically, forcing down his immediate reaction to wince at the sight of the broken leg. He knew it would get fixed up before breakfast, fixed up properly, but did he want to take chance?

He fumbled in his pocket, pulling out a wad of paper that he'd drawn up alchemical symbols on earlier, and held it out to Adel, giving him a serious look. "Read that and try to learn them. It might distract you a bit while I bandage your leg." He reached for the supplies that Tamaki had given him, antiseptic and bandages and he just hoped that he could do a good job of it.