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Appointments

If there is an appointment listed, they take top priority. Otherwise, the vaccination room is first-come, first-serve. No need to bother with the receptionist; just walk right into the office. Myxo isn't one for standard protocols.

You can private message Myxo Mycota or Mouse Pachinkorelli for an appointment, or IM me at PerpetualMouse.

1: Anoki (Ibex)
2: Donat (Cave Mountain Goat)
3: Kale (Giraffe)
4: Roule (Least Weasel)


Observations

>Etain the unicorn seems very fond of me! Well, I am more pure than a mountain spring in the winter...~

>Aysel's cocoon is developing very interestingly.

Lian and his guardian had probably waited for somewhere between fifteen minutes and an hour and a half by the time "Doctor" Mycota shuffles into the reception area, vending-machine coffee on one hand, head supported in another. The genomancer had kinda... fallen asleep when she was presented with the paperwork, but she knows what she's doing. Really.

Why else would the D-corp executive think to hire her, right?

Swaying a little on her feet like she always is, she points at Lian with her styrofoam coffee cup, making a brewy-scented stain on the floor in the process. "You're Lian, right? The red panda kiddo?" she asks, and not needing confirmation, she jerks her head in the direction of her office. "It's needle time. Less' get it over with, huh?"

And, not bothering to see if the child was going to follow her or not, she starts walking there, and will point commandedly at the paperplasticfoam bed once she sits down regardless of whether Lian manages to catch up.

If Lian truly thinks that the various instruments are made to look scary on purpose, then he is absolutely correct- well, at least in this psuedo-doctor's case. She had gone through a small collection of cartoons and bad child-oriented sitcoms with episodes that portray vaccines and their givers as more evil than any mythological Devil figure, and thought it highly amusing. Thus, the meticulous arrangement of needles and bandages- and, today, next to them, a stack of stickers with a way-too-cheerful smiley face on them, with the claim "I GOT SHOT!"

Myxo smiles froggishly at Lian's question. "Ahh, you seem a lil' behind in your shots, yeah... but I think we can fit alluvit into one big shot, yeah? S'why I got the vials," she responds, waving a finger in their general direction. She sets her now half-empty coffee on the edge of the desk and pulls herself on her very doctor-ish chair closer to it, beginning the task of fitting a needle (extra sharp to penetrate fur!) onto one of the larger syringes, dropping in vials in a seemingly haphazard fashion to make one delightful Vaccine Cocktail.

As she works on that, she has the gall to make idle conversation, much like a supervillain before leaving the hero to his doom. "How've you been doing? Been climbin' trees, that sorta thing? Favorite foods and such?"

"Bamboo, 'uh? That makes sense. Not too fond of it myself, though..." She nods doctorishly (well, at least she thinks so), and does the needle-flicking that doctors always seem to do after filling the syringe. "I think I slept on a bamboo bed, once." she adds suddenly, with a forgetful frown.

"Y'might want to roll up your sleeve, or I might miss,", Myxo suggests semihelpfully, taking a mental note of the poofy tail. "It's not gonna be too bad, yanno. Just a li'l bee sting and then your arm might be a li'l sore for a while, but nothing that'll kill ya." Yes, that was probably extremely reassuring.

"Dragons gettin' vaccines? I wouldn't think so," Myxo answers mutteringly, taking advantage of the conversation to gently jab the needle into the panda boy's arm. She would have swabbed it or something first, but the presence of fur made that feel a little pointless. "Dragons've been around for a looooooong time, and never really had to worry about diseases much, yeah. So I don't think I'll be givin'em any shots." That little tangent was just enough to drain the syringe, and the needle is unceremoniously pulled out.

Not even bothering to give Lian a choice, the 'doctor' sticks a fur-stick bandage on the site of penetration- it is bright pink with equally bright green hippie flowers on it. "And there y'go, you're done for today!" she says, throwing her arms up in what might be construed as mock-celebration. "Take a sticker if you want- ohhh, riiight! I almost forgot!"

The woman now has that I've-got-candy-for-you grin stretched across her cheeks- kids always get lollipops and stuff after an appointment, right? She rummages through the drawers of her desk for a minute, and finally procures the child's reward. "There ya go!" A grape-flavored cough drop is pressed into Lian's hand. "If somethin' happens or whatever, call or drop a note, kay?"

The Vaccination Room is now open for walk-ins.

There is currently nobody at the reception desk.

Well, there was, but the receptionist was shooed out somewhere to go buy a bag of lollipops because "kids dun'like cough drops all too much".

In place of it, there is a large notebook full of sloppy handwriting that spells out what you should do if your child displays these symptoms, and what horrible disease your child may have if these symptoms persist or turn into these symptoms. Off to the side, there is an almost unnoticeable sticky note (with a noticeable coffee-cup ring staining it) that says,

If your child requires vaccinations, please proceed to my office.

-Doctor Myxo Mycota, Highest Zenith Genomancer


It shouldn't be too much of a problem to just waltz into the vaccination room unannounced. The door is slightly ajar and obnoxiously catchy reggae music is filtering out.