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 Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 11:17 am
Chane glanced at the clock, only half an hour until the clinic closed. There was no one else due to come in that day so with a little luck he figured he'd be arriving home on time for a change. With nothing better to do he started organizing what he'd need for the next day.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 11:22 am
Damn it! Why'd I have to go an get hurt on a walk I take every day? she cursed internally as she limped her way along the path back to the pound - and the medic's clinics. At least that newest clinic was nearby the forest where she'd fallen, so she hadn't had to go too far on her paw.
Peeking in the door of the new clinic, Shamira looked around to see if any of the staff was here to help her. Balanced carefully on her left rear paw, she held her painful-to-the-touch right one several inches above the floor and tried to hold back a whimper.
Catching a glimpse of movement toward the back, she steeled herself and limped further into the clinic, calling out shakily, "Hello? Is... Is the medic in?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 12:15 pm
Chane put down the jar in the nearest free space and walked back out to the waiting room. He was still wearing the long white coat and gloves he kept on while at the clinic. No one would be able to tell that his right arm was fake. That is, unless their ears where keen enough to pick up the soft whir, or their eyes sharp enough to notice the slight pause between movements. But he kept the use of the fake right arm to a minimal so most acquaintances only thought him to be left handed, nothing more.
He waved as he caught sight of the spotted fox, "Hello! I'm the only one here right now! I mean- I am a medic, and there's no patients here right now so you can come right in. What seems to be the problem?"
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