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nysalogs2017-08-14 07:21 pm
burglarize) wrote in nysalogs2017-08-14 07:21 pm
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Who: Ann Takamaki & Soldier: 76
What: mini event plotting β especially with more medical freakouts.
When: ^
Where: the blood bank.
Warning(s): blood, maybe?
[ She may not be a soldier, but Ann has a heart on her to want to help and do good. She waited in line like everyone else, nervously wondering how long it would take to be seen. And... uh, of course, if it would hurt. She saw a few familiar faces since the initial drop, but it wasn't until her name was finally called that she saw someone she actually talked to. She was ushered into the small medical room with 4 chairs for donators to be helped. 76 was in one of these chairs. ]
Hey. Should have uh β figured someone like you would be here.
[ She says meekly, getting comfortable as the apparent worker was prepping the needle and vials for withdrawal. Ann doesn't say much, from her experience, he doesn't seem like the most friendly of people... so...
Instead, she opts to nervously tap her fingers against the armrest, looking around curiously and far more anxious than she'd like to admit. ]
What: mini event plotting β especially with more medical freakouts.
When: ^
Where: the blood bank.
Warning(s): blood, maybe?
[ She may not be a soldier, but Ann has a heart on her to want to help and do good. She waited in line like everyone else, nervously wondering how long it would take to be seen. And... uh, of course, if it would hurt. She saw a few familiar faces since the initial drop, but it wasn't until her name was finally called that she saw someone she actually talked to. She was ushered into the small medical room with 4 chairs for donators to be helped. 76 was in one of these chairs. ]
Hey. Should have uh β figured someone like you would be here.
[ She says meekly, getting comfortable as the apparent worker was prepping the needle and vials for withdrawal. Ann doesn't say much, from her experience, he doesn't seem like the most friendly of people... so...
Instead, she opts to nervously tap her fingers against the armrest, looking around curiously and far more anxious than she'd like to admit. ]
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Glad it went.. decent, though. Still don't know what the hell was up with it. If you find out, let me know. I have some friends wanting to sign up for that clinic β but if they do that? It's nuts!
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I'll let you know if I hear anything. So are you and all of your friends interested in healing?
[ Seriously, what's that about? ]