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Well, [Says the woman in the scrubs and lab coat, who's apparently been hanging out in the infirmary more or less since the flood started. And also more or less more than half the day since that last port, from her perspective.

(Jack's too, so despite how much he still hates being here, at least he's trying? Sort of?)]

If anyone's in need of medical attention, or has any questions they have a burning desire to ask, [Although she looks both amused and annoyed at the prospect of having to answer sex ed questions, you all should know how this works by now. We're mostly adults here.] The infirmary's open, and I'll be more than happy to help.

["Do no harm" and all.

One corner of Jill's mouth lifts in a sort of wry, not exactly bitter, not exactly sad smile as she changes tracks.]

Honestly, I don't really care what gender most of you think I should be. I just tired of waking up in someone else's bedroom. [Finding the pieces of a different version of her's life is just. Unsettling. And some of it makes her miss home, except she thinks she means LA and not the Island, this time.] Out of curiosity, how many of you have kids?

[ooc: Jill Shephard has been a little more vocal about her experiences on the island, and the fact that she's a parent to her nephew, or used to be, anyway, and is generally a slightly less miserable human.]

[Jack's in the infirmary wearing a labcoat and blue scrubs, and looks... pretty much exactly the same as he usually does. Maybe a little less angry and jumpy, because he's been here long enough now to calm down a fair bit - or at least get better at not being angry at everything every waking moment of every single day.]

Alright, this is probably one of the stranger floods I've been around for. [And he sounds more okay with this than anyone who has interacted with him thus far] Is anyone actually keeping track of what changes people are experiencing?

And I strongly encourage you all to listen to Dr. Banner's reminder in cause things go sour, considering how things usually go when different personalities are involved.

[A while later, there's a second note tacked on to the wardens. Note that this isn't on the warden filter, just filtered to them. Jack still has quite a ways to go before he's on the other side of this fence.]

[Filtered to Wardens]

[Now he sounds a little pissed, but it's really more just aggravation because:] I can't find my keys to the infirmary anywhere. I know they were in my room, and it doesn't look like anyone's been in there, but it still might be a good idea for someone to ask the Admiral to change the locks and for everyone else to make sure no one's wandered off with theirs.

He walks amongst us, but he is not one of us.

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