Opening of the Clinic

Mariko jolted slightly from the fact that her door was kicked open, but even more so when the person who had done so spoke from directly behind her. She stopped what she was doing, and put down the bottles of herbs that were in her hands, and turned to who had spoken. There, in front of her check-in counter, was a man about her age.

"Yes, I do, what seems to be the problem?" She asked calmly, knowing that panic was never the route to go. She could see the desperation in the others eyes and immediately knew that the situation seemed dire to the other.

While waiting for the man in front of her to answer her, she heard the door open once more signaling one more person had entered her clinic. She made a small one moment motion to the man and then reached for the Pokeball on her bracelet.

"Celeste, would you be a dear and grab one of the clipboards with the sign-in information and take it to the new arrival?" She asked releasing her faithful Pidgey who moved to do as she said as soon as she was released.

While that was being taken care of Mariko returned her attention just as quickly as she had paused there conversation to the man in front of her. "I am so sorry I had to do that, please, tell me what seems to be the problem sir." She said calmly to the man in front of her knowing full well that Celeste would take care of her other client in a professional matter. After all she had taught the Pidgey how to help a patient fill out the paperwork.

Mariko motioned to the man to let her see the Sneasel so she could get a better grasp on the situation. From what she could see so far, the man had tried to heal the Pokemon already. "Don't worry about the payment for now. We can work that out later. And also... Are you... Hitting on me?" Mariko asked slightly flustered. "I'll have you know, sir, that while I am in this clinic all things will be kept strictly business." Her tone came out slightly more snappish than she meant, but this was the first time someone had ever pulled something like a "treating to dinner" on her.

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It's no problem at all.

”Are you…hitting on me?... I'll have you know, sir, that while I am in this clinic all things will be kept strictly business.”

Tsubame handed her the weak sneasel. After she made her last comment, he smirked. ’Oh yeah. She’s untouched down there; has been probably her whole life. Oh this could be fun. Or at least a way out of all that paperwork.’ He looked to see the purple haired woman…’hmmm… girl? Not sure what it is…’ filling out her paper work, but looking oddly suspicious. His leg felt something like an apparition before a kangaskan appeared next to him knocking him down. The roar it gave only fueled Tsubame’s irritation towards the woman/girl/boy thing.

He began to yell at him, but decided it wasn’t worth it. /he/she/it was kinda cute too. ’Damn. Must be my lucky day.’ He thought to himself, refocusing back on the prudish brunette. But before he could continue, the young girl handed the nurse a bottle from Celadon. He wasn’t sure he trusted the sapphire eyed girl, but he wasn’t about to let anything happen to his sneasel.

”Trust her all you want, but I came here for professional help.” The gruff man's piercing grey eyes shot through the nurse with the Mariko nametag, before flicking them away as he reached for the sneasel to take him elsewhere.

Mariko scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Go. Sit. Down. You are waste the time I could be using to heal your Sneasel." She said in a snappish, professional tone. After she was done with that, she turned attention back to said Pokemon and examined is with soft eyes.

She then reached down to her bracelet for her second Pokeball. "Luka, can you grab me vial 3? Celeste, could you come here and grab me vial 7?" She said opening the Pokeball while looking towards her Pidgey who had been awaiting further orders. She then turned towards her shelves while the newly released Fletchling and the Pidgey immediately moved to do as she said. She reached for vials 20 and 25 and brought them down swiftly and took the vials from the two Pokemon once they had brought them over. "Thank you, you two. Now, Luka can you go grab one of the blankets from there shelf, and Celeste, can you bring me the bandages?" She asked getting swift responses as the Pokemon moved away to do as she said.

Pausing in her list she moved to grab one of the clipboards and placed it on the far edge of the counter. "Sir, when you have time, please fill that out. I almost forgot it." She called to the man who owned the Sneasel before turning back to where the vials were in a well practiced motion. Growing up the theater made things much easier for her to move around in the small space.

Grabbing a mortar and pestle, she began taking the herbs out of the vials she had in front of her. She then began the process of mixing the herbs by mashing them to the correct texture with practiced speed and precession. Meanwhile, Luka was returning with the blanket and Celeste was returning with the bandages. Taking the mortar she turned back to the counter and placed it down next to the Sneasel. Taking the blanket and the bandages from Luka and Celeste, she placed them on the other side of the Sneasel. She then reached for the soft cloth gloves that would help with spreading the medicine she had made, but not hurt the Pokemon, which she also used to keep the whole process as sterile as possible.

After everything was gathered, she began placing the medicine to the wounds, making sure to not put too much pressure on them as she worked. After she was done with that, she removed the gloves and grabbed the bandages and began to places them over the medicine applied areas. After that she grabbed the blanket and, as gently as she could while making herself out not to be a threat, picked up the Sneasel and wrapped it up in the softness. She then placed the now, more protected Pokemon back on the counter with a sigh.

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