Post by Gena Martin on Nov 15, 2016 17:02:26 GMT
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It was a slow day. Nobody needed her at the bar or elsewhere. But Gena still needed to do something. She was not the kind of girl to stay at home all day. She could clean, but as big as the apartments were, there was only so much to do and she had learned early to clean up everything right away. There really wasn’t much to do for her. So, partially in honor of her parents, Gena picked up food from the canteen and carried them over to the clinic, med bay or infirmary, whatever it was currently called. She did that once or twice a week, depending on how much it was needed and if she had time for it.Today it seemed to be the first time she came in and Doctor Griffin being in at the same time. It was unusual for her to be there while Doctor Griffin found time to go for her primary job. Gena admired her juggling two jobs of such importance at the same time and she knew it took a toll on her. So she was glad if she could help, even if it was just simple tasks like helping feed patients and clean.“Good afternoon Doctor Griffin.” She greeted her. She suspected that she might think Gena was there because of sickness, so she added: “I’m here to help a bit.”
