[Text]

[defibrillating]

Yo! I'm Zian, the new School Nurse, here to fix all your boo-boos and your sniffles. I just arrived Friday night and I'm still a bit turned around, but I know where the infirmary is so I'm at least easy to find!

I've been leaving some fliers for flu shots all over the school, but so far only a few people have signed up. I don't blame you, it kind of sucks to get a shot, but it would suck even more to get sick.

...seriously, I have like ten more boxes of sweet bribes for everyone, come get tortured and leave with a chocolate-dipped marshmallow ghost. (Don't tell your dentist.)

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[Audio]

[wherethelightwontfindyou]

Don't suppose I can get one without a shot.

[He doesn't mind needles, but it's worth a shot.

Pun intended.]

[Text]

[defibrillating]

Um, nope. That would be cheating.

Besides, it's just a prick and then you can have chocolaty goodness AND health.

[Audio]

[wherethelightwontfindyou]

Well, when you put it that way.

Oh, and.. I guess we haven't met yet. I'm Booker Dewitt. Uh... you might be seeing a lot of me. [He has a tendency to get himself hurt way more than a janitor should be.] At least, it's a lot harder explaining some aches and pains to a human doctor. I'd rather not bother.

[Text]

[defibrillating]

Nice to be talking with you, Mr. Dewitt.

...well, you'd not be a bother to me. I'm here to help, after all!
[srsly he's expecting a fair share of work in a place where kids shoot laser beams from... well, probably any orifice and body part. Staff injuries just seem less worrisome, somehow.]

[Audio]

[wherethelightwontfindyou]

Well, that's good to hear. I'm sure I'm not the least of your problems... I've seen what these kids can do to the building, I'd hate to see what they can do to each other. Or themselves.

[Lasers do not scare him nearly as much as acid puke. He never signed up for cleaning up acid puke.]

[Text]

[defibrillating]

[Dude what do you even use to clean up acid puke?]

Yeaaah, I'm a little concerned about that. I hate for anyone to get hurt, but at least I can fix them with a little zap.

[Audio]

[wherethelightwontfindyou]

[Prayers.]

A zap, huh? That part of your powers?

[Text]

[defibrillating]

[Building inspector tears.]

Yeah, I can heal other people! Perfect powers for a medic.

[Audio]

[wherethelightwontfindyou]

[A good helping of Booker's tears, too.]

Does seem fitting. I've got... a shield. Not very helpful for being a janitor.

[It would be nice to trade it for being able to instantly clean things, but then he figures he never would have survived his life.]

[Text]

[defibrillating]

Well, a shield sounds kind of good for projectile vomit and food fights.

[Audio]

[wherethelightwontfindyou]

Well, you've got a fair point there. But I usually show up after those things are over... thankfully.

[It's also good for accidentally breaking things because someone spooks him and his shield doesn't agree with walls.]

[Text]

[defibrillating]

[See previous mention RE: building inspector tears.]

Got yourself some good timing then, at least. So are you coming over for a shot or do I have to hunt you down?

[Audio]

[wherethelightwontfindyou]

[Considering it's Booker, he's pretty proud of how few building inspector tears he's caused since getting here.]

I'll make it over there in a bit. I reckon I should get something to eat before I spoil it with that marshmallow ghost.

[He elects not to mention that that meal is probably someone's leftovers fished out of the trash. He is not a man of good habits.]

[Text]

[defibrillating]

Sounds like a good idea to me. Just swing by the infirmary when you have a chance and I'll stick a needle in you.

[Ew, Booker. Good thing Zian only 'eats' nutrient IVs.]

[Audio]

[wherethelightwontfindyou]

Sounds like a plan.

[He likes this kid.

He will later reevaluate this statement by adding "but he looks scary as hell" to it.]

[Text]

[defibrillating]

See ya!

[As long as he doesn't flounce out of the infirmary, it's all good. Scariest thing Zian will do is talk endlessly about nerdy stuff.]