Who: Those injured in the confrontation with Danté, Medical Pavilion Staff, and anyone else who'd like to join in
When: Late morning
Where: Medical Pavilion
What: Treating the injured, and other various little scenes

The medical pavilion was usually busy with minor things, the sort of everyday injuries that one would expect to see in small cities. There were no gunshots wounds to worry about, or car accidents to pry people from. There were no rapes, or gang related incidents. The 'normal' injuries that could be found in a secluded haven like Elysium were things like cuts, and scrapes. Occasionally a broken bone would come through the place, or a baby would be born, and the staff could always count on the full moon to bring them lycan related injuries.

So when the victims from the altercation with a non-full moon crazed werewolf came in the night before the medical pavilion staff was excited to say the least. It wasn't the idea of having injured citizens that was exciting, but it was the chance to use their skills to the fullest that was. Granted everyone would rather have injury free people in the haven, but there were something that felt right about getting the chance to use the skills you had to help the people around you.

Needless to say Zane didn't sleep all night, and he was still going strong the next morning when it came time to check in on the patients. "I need someone to check in on Ms. Wilson in room three, Mr. Connolly in room five, and Mr. Ishikawa in room seven. Get their vitals, see if they're awake yet, and if there are any complications then come and get me. So, any volunteers?"

Who: Jordan - open
When: Evening
Where: The cafe
What: Grabbing a bite to eat

The day had been slow but steady, and by the end Jordan was feeling more tired than she was letting on. It was saying something since she rarely felt tired at all. It wasn't like there had really been a rush of new people to bury, or the dead come knocking on her door. She couldn't quite explain what had caused this new wave of tiredness, but she hoped it would be ending sooner rather than later. In any case, it had caused her to actually wrap up things early and head home sooner than she would have normally.

After she had shut everything down, Jordan headed for home. About half way there though, she realized how hungry she was. And for the first time in a long time, she didn't feel like just finding whatever was around to eat. Normally she loathed going to places that had actual people in them. Too many people around her bugged her. But the prospect of going home and sitting alone in her house and having to cook was something that was even less appealing.

Finally giving in, she stopped at the cafe to grab a bite to eat. She was more than a bit anal when it came to certain things, eating was one of them. By the time she gathered her food and sat down at one of the empty tables, she had rearranged her food so that everything was perfectly neat and straight. Her silverware was as straight as she could possibly get it, and everything she ate was possibly in alphabetical order. But that was besides the point. There were some other people around, none that she knew or cared to know. Though there might not be too many other places to sit, except for the empty chairs at her table.

But it wasn't like she'd bite someone's head off if they asked to sit with her. Right?