paradisalogs | Werkin'

Who: Alexis Castle and YOU
What: Working in the clinic. Alexis has a job there now. Come let her ~~practice on you~~ help you heal! You probably hurt yourself playing in the snow anyway.
When: Saturday, June 14th
Where: the clinic
Rating: PG?

Alexis arrived at the clinic for her shift to find that they (fortunately?) didn't have any patients. She figured they'd get a few people today. The sudden influx of ice and snow meant that everyone was outside playing in it and probably also being stupid in it. It was fair to expect a few sprained ankles or mild frostbite that day.

She started by going through the stock of bandages, seeing what they had and if they needed to wish for me. Alexis was far from a doctor. She was far from a nurse, even. She volunteered because she wanted to help and she had at least some interest in medicine, even if it was more of the examining dead bodies variety. Live ones could be tricky. But she knew how to wrap an ankle. If anything more serious came in, she'd call Simon or Jennifer.

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Simon was not terribly happy about the sudden onset of winter, but he knew it would pass soon, so other than that, it was business as usual for him. As he came to the clinic for his shift, he found Alexis, busy stocking as usual. He was glad that she knew how to make herself busy and useful; it was one of the things he was going to like about her.

"Hello," he said pleasantly. "Need any help?"

Alexis smiled at Simon as she brought a handful of bandages to the table to be sorted.

"Hi. I think I'm good, but thanks." Her reply came as three of the bandages slipped out from the bottom of the pile and landed on the floor. "Uh. Well maybe a hand."

Simon stooped and gathered up the dropped bandages, deciding to place them on the shelf himself.

"I am relieved that you are here," he commented. "This clinic was low on personnel for quite some time- and it didn't help that Dr. Keller used to have a clinic in town, so I was divided between there and here. Even so... it is nice to have extra hands."

"Even if those hands have no idea what they're doing?" Alexis asked with a raised eyebrow. Sure she could do organizational stuff and paperwork and probably deal with cuts and bruises, but any actual medical procedures were probably not wise for her to try.

"You have some," Simon pointed out. "And we are not expecting you to be a surgeon when you do not have the training. If we're ever busy, the simpler things are the ones that tend to get neglected when Jennifer and those with healing magics and I are caught up in treating everyone."

"Yes, that's true. I can... be comforting, I guess. I think that's part of what nurses are supposed to do."

And she could learn on the job. Having two doctors as teachers would be beneficial. No, she wouldn't be performing surgeries by herself any time soon - she didn't want to, to be honest - but she would learn something. She'd probably learn more from them than she could from a book.

"Do you need me to get you anything? Coffee?"

"Coffee might help," Simon agreed, stretching. "And giving comfort can sometimes be the best medicine. I would like to be there for everybody, but, well... I often can't be."

Alexis nodded and crossed the clinic to the coffee maker in the back. She prepped their drinks, a bit of sugar for him and cream and sugar for hers. Even though she'd only worked there for a few weeks, she already knew everybody's coffee preferences. Alexis didn't see it as a menial task. Any way she could help made her happy.

"You mean because you're not here all the time?" she called over her shoulder.

Simon smiled as he saw Alexis getting his coffee- a small detail like knowing how he preferred it meant a lot to him, because it meant she cared about getting to know the people she worked with.

"Either I am not here, or I am occupied elsewhere if a serious event has happened," he told her, remembering suddenly when Elsa had been brought in with a dismembered arm, the way her sister had arrived in a panic looking for her. "As much as I would like to be everywhere at once, I cannot be."

"Of course. No one can." Alexis brought his coffee to him and placed hers on the table next to where she was working. "Although in Paradisa, who knows? I've come to believe just about anything is possible here."

Simon gave a little snort of laughter at that.

"Perhaps one day I will find that I am able to clone myself," he agreed. "Or a version of me from another universe will appear. Two is better than one, as they say, after all."

"Wouldn't that freak you out though? Having a different version of yourself appear?"

Alexis didn't think she would like that. It would be weird, even if she would have a lot of questions for her other self.

"It would a little," he admitted. "But at the same time, I have dealt with three different versions of my sister, so between that and some of the things I have experienced here in general, it would not be as strange as it could be."

Alexis widened her eyes, curious. "Three different versions of your sister? Oh, you mean here. Yeah that must be really weird."

He nodded affirmatively.

"It was... and frustrating. They all seemed to remember different things beyond a certain point in our shared past, and she had a different loss each time. It was hard for her to acclimate to things in our life before this... and Paradisa made it worse for her."

"Weird..."

Simon hadn't given her a lot of details on his sister but from what Alexis gathered, she seemed "special", moreso in that she had some kind of mental disturbance rather than an intellectual disability. Alexis wouldn't pry though.

"I guess I'm lucky to have family here, and all of us on relatively the same page."

Simon paused, wondering how much further he should go. Sharing too much about his past was something he rarely felt comfortable doing, and yet...

"My sister... is mentally ill," he said, by way of explanation. "It makes me worry about her, no matter what world she is in. At least she has never been here without me for very long."

He cleared his throat, hoping this hadn't gone into awkward territory too fast.

"It is nice," Simon agreed. "And as much as I do miss my sister, I am not alone here, at least. I have become close to others in my time here."

Alexis nodded as she took a sip of her coffee. She had guessed as much.

"I can see why you're worried about her then. Is there anyone back home to look out for her?"

He nodded.

"All the rest of my crew would," he said. "As far as I've been able to tell, though, time freezes when we are brought here. My sister never mentioned me having been gone all the times she came here, and similar things have proven true for many others I have spoken to."

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