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Roxy's Veterinary Clinic | OPEN
The sign up front cheerily declared "Walk-Ins Welcome!" despite the overwhelming tendency of her clients to make appointments to get their precious Snookums in during a time that they were sure wouldn't be contested. Things getting physical was the absolute opposite of Roxy's idea of a good time, but she'd seen enough Helens and Debras in her day ready to duke it out one v. one just to get that precious time slot for the family's good old Rover. As much fun as it could be to film the soccer moms tearing clumps out of each other's perfect perms, Roxy much preferred giving them all the possibility not to get the authorities called on them just because their work schedules demanded they could only come in at very specific times.
Not that she'd turn down an animal in need, of course.
For now, however, Roxy was content to hum a little to herself as she checked on the day's schedules, one ear ever-perked for the tell-tale jingle of someone entering. The kennels in the back were all cleared out for once, and with no on-site experiments to draw her attention, she was working the front desk like some common scrub. Should the situation demand it, she'd spring into action; for now, she bobbed her head along to the tune of the month's newest pop song and tapped away at the keyboard behind the desk.
Not that she'd turn down an animal in need, of course.
For now, however, Roxy was content to hum a little to herself as she checked on the day's schedules, one ear ever-perked for the tell-tale jingle of someone entering. The kennels in the back were all cleared out for once, and with no on-site experiments to draw her attention, she was working the front desk like some common scrub. Should the situation demand it, she'd spring into action; for now, she bobbed her head along to the tune of the month's newest pop song and tapped away at the keyboard behind the desk.
HELP THE DOGE (cw: animal injury)
"Please help!" she begged, holding the whimpering puppy up for examination. "I think she got hit by a bike or something - her back leg looks bad!"
==> Roxy: Help the doge! (CW: animal injury)
She quickly took the canine into her arms, maneuvering the small body 'til it was in such a position along one arm that the legs wouldn't be jostled. With that, she turned on her heel towards the door that led to the examination rooms proper, turning her head back at the last possible moment. "Follow me on back, a'ight? No need to worry 'bout this li'l girl, I can already tell she's a trooper."
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Jade followed Roxy in through to the examination room, taking a look around. Jade had never been in a proper vet before, since she'd never been able to have any sort of pet to call her own. It looked a lot like a human examination room, just smaller and with more animal-based posters around. "You think she'll make it through, then?" Jade asked, forcing herself to take a seat in one of the chairs, so she could stay out of the way. "I don't know who the owner is - I just found her out there."
(CW: Animal Injury; Amputation Mention)
"Well, even if you ain't her owner, I appreciate you bringin' her in." Roxy flashed the younger woman a smile, then uncapping the bottle of Benadryl and shaking out one pill. "You wanna stick around to make sure she's alright? I don't mind takin' you through the procedure."
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Still, as she met Roxy's eyes, that familiar feeling was coming back again, more insistent now that Jade knew things would likely turn out for the better. She chewed on her lip for a moment, wondering how to address it, before finally she asked, "Did... you go to Skaia U?" It was her best guess for recognizing anybody in this city. "You just look familiar, is all."
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Roxy hummed as she considered the girl's words, throwing a grin on back. "Yeah, I did! Graduated...uh, four years ago, give or take? Was a TA for awhile there, though, mostly assistin' on research and makin' sure that no one was meltin' their faces off in the lab." She couldn't help but laugh, even though lab safety was, of course, no joke. "Were you in one of the classes I helped out with? If you were in the rooms with the cat posters, that was aaaall my doin'."
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"Yes, that's exactly it! I was in your chemistry lab. It must have been the last year you were there." She smiled a little, glad to have solved the mystery. Plus, it was a welcome distraction from the little injured puppy she had brought in, giving her time to focus and put on a brave face again. "It's awesome to see that you're a doctor now and everything! That's really cool!"
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"Yeah! I ended up bein' a nurse for awhile in some of the other clinics around town, or doin' one or two days out of the week to give the regular doctors some time to themselves. But that wasn't really my dream, y'know?" Roxy shrugged, then grinned as she threw out a hand to indicate the room and, presumably, the rest of the building. "Hence me openin' up this place! I've got two other doctors workin' here now, plus a handful of nurses. Granted, they're all on lunch break ATM and we ain't super stuffed up the back, but they do exist.
"Anyway," Roxy continued, bringing her arms right the fuck back in, "what about you? Got any plans post-post-education, or are you just lettin' the puzzle pieces kinda fall where they might and then scribble away on top of 'em once they've stopped bouncin' all over?"
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"And I don't know exactly what I'm doing yet! Most likely graduate school, though, unless I decide to go and become an engineer or something. But I think I'd rather stay in academia. Building and designing things is fun, but I want to be where all of the big discoveries happen, you know?"
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"Graduate school, huh? That ain't a bad gig. Was gonna go myself and get set up with a proper geneticist degree, but I just couldn't handle another four years of school." Roxy shrugged, taking another quick moment to check the dog's leg before she began moving the small canine.
"Alright, I'm gonna take this bad girl in for a radiography. You wanna come with me for moral support?"