<hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>The Doctor Is </strong></span><span class="bbc_color" style="background-color: white;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Bradley Hand ITC;"><strong> <em>In</em> </strong></span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1pt;">.</span></span></span></div><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/archive/6/63/20160218060129!Elliot-scrubs.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>Name:</strong> Dr Pearl Theodopolous<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Her Office<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong> 5th September, 4:00pm or thereabouts<br/><strong>Mood:</strong> Trying to act professional.<br/><strong>Sortment:</strong> Medical Doctor<br/><strong>Tag:</strong> Domino <em><strong>CLOSED</strong></em></span><br/><hr/><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=247048.msg12247358#msg12247358">Quote from: Kokaine on 17-04-2016, 04:42:10</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> "That would be me," <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Pearl smiled, held the door open as the attractive brunette tried to look ill as she walked past.<em>Hmm...</em><br/><br/>"Take a seat, please?" The doc indicated a chair on the opposite side of her desk from her own chair - barely more comfortable than those out in the waiting room, but with a little more padding on. She settled into her own comfortable swivel chair used the mouse to open a new patient file on her computer. "Name? Age? and what year are you? Hmm... And what, ah, sorting?" She filled the details in and the software automatically searched the student database, came up with the relevant information, including the fact that Domino had no previous medical history on campus.<br/><br/>"Seems you're normally pretty fit and healthy. What seems to be the trouble?" She smiled warmly, her eyes drifting down to the woman's breasts, barely contained within the tight teeshirt.<em>Breast cancer screening</em>, she hoped, yanking her gaze back up.