Who: John Grimm and Martha Jones When: Wednesday Where: The clinic What: A meeting while exploring Rating: Low
Martha liked working at the clinic. There were days when she was still a little irked that people from other worlds couldn't work at the hospital, but the clinic was essentially the same thing on smallar scale. It mostly bothered her that there was this segregation to begin with. Maybe it was her time during the reign of the Master, but she really, really did not like it when people were forced into groups and treated differently.
Today was a slow day so she had time to catch up on some reading in between some of her rounds. She was reading up on some of the medical breakthroughs just in case they were needed to explore here. Every once in a while she'd take a look at the book Constantine gave her to read, though she was careful not to read the magic book out loud, just in case.
She was on her way back to the staff lounge to grab a cup of tea and read some more when someone caught her attention in the hallway. She paused, looking him over and thankfully seeing no immediate injuries that needed addressing. Martha smiled in greeting as she headed over to him. "Hi." Her accent placed her smack dab in London "Can I help you?"