RP for Dr. Chase, cause we ain't done it in a long time!

[rude_not_ginger]

Right, so, this was not where the Doctor had planned on spending his afternoon. A hospital? He hated hospitals! (At least this one wasn't on the moon, and he wasn't admitted, yet.)

The Krillitane had to be around here somewhere. He saw it, flitting in and out of the alleyways, before disappearing here. He didn't see its human form, so he couldn't tell where it had gone. Security gave him looks. He had to blend in, find it.

So! John Smith suddenly had stomach cramps (a catch-all illness for one who rarely got ill), and sat in line to wait for the clinic doctor. Hopefully the monster would foul up, walk wrong, and the Doctor could tell where it had gone.

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[dr_robchase]

Chase had been going through patient chart after patient chart, diagnosing 'STD'. 'Yes, miss, that's an STD' 'You have syphilis, so apparently, you're not as much a virgin as we thought'. Stomach cramps. Good. At least this couldn't completely lead to an STD.

"John Smith," he called out, from the door of Exam 3, glancing around the waiting room.