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"The Doctor will come check out your sheet in a moment." She says with a bored lilt to her voice.
You open your mouth to question her when the doors fly open and a familiar old man steps through the doors. From his coat pocket dangles a pair of Purple Tinted Star-Shaped Sunglasses.
"Doc Thorne?" You ask.
He smiles widely at you and steps past the paperwork to put his hands on your shoulders as he looks you up and down.
"Good lord, look at you, son. Call me Bradley or Brad, I haven't seen you in years."
"I didn't think you'd still be working here, Doc. I'm surprised you're still..."
"Licensed? Alive?" He asks with a barking laugh.
"Practicing." You say reassuringly. "You aren't old enough to stop just yet though, eh?"
"Definitely not, I actually just saw your father the other day. They mentioned you were back in the city again but really in the heart of it, never thought you'd step in here." His eyes shift over to Caesar and he slips his glasses from his pocket and slides them on before extending a hand. "Especially not with your son, handsome boy, must get it from his mother. Nice to meet you, son."
Caesar ignores the sharp laughter of the doctor and shakes his hand once.
"I'm not his kid, DL and I are friends."
Dr.Thorne stops his laughter and wipes an eye as he grabs the sheet from the counter.
"I know you aren't his, Caesar. I was just pulling his chain. Now let's take a look at this."
He lowers the sunglasses to the tip of his nose as he reads over the sheet.
"Come on back, we'll get you squared away. You too, Mark. I could use a hand from you."
"Uh, shouldn't a nurse handle that?"
"I'm not cutting the boy open, Mark. Just figured he'd be more comfortable with you around, but if you'd rather wait out here and enjoy the.." His gaze lingers on the receptionist. "Conversation. Then feel free. But I'll be running him through a scan and then doing a routine check up, could take a little bit and I get lonely when I have to monitor a scan alone." He chuckles again.
You feel your arm hairs raise and for a moment you smell that same disinfectant you spent days wallowing in as a child. Shivers or childhood trauma? A classic game for you.
>"I'll stay in the waiting room. You'll be fine Caesar, it's just a quick scan and probably an exam."
>"I'll come back with you guys, wouldn't want you to get lonely doc."
>"I'll come back with you guys, don't wanna leave Caesar alone, it's his first time outside the city."
Secondary Vote (if you go back):
>Ask Dr.Thorne about the clinic, it used to be packed and he had a full staff of nurses and even a few other doctors. What happened?
>Ask Dr.Thorne about the receptionist, you remember an older lady with blonde curls when you were younger.
>Ask Dr.Thorne about Caesar's condition while he's in the scan, more than just his recent injuries. What's his overall health?
>Write-In
