Yoko's Appointment (For Siren)

A blonde girl stood in a room filled with two patient's tables and a load of other medical equipment. The "office" looked like a typical doctor's office, but it was much larger than the usual one. Colette sat in a chair while playing with a few test tubes and vials filled with liquids. She smiled at the door that was shut as she awaited for the first victim to fall into their ruse. Just then, the door opened and in walked Kumo, donned in her silk kimono, matching pants, and a medical coat. It wasn't the best-looking outfit necessarily, but that didn't matter as she hung the coat up on a rack. "Take your position at the door. He says that the signs are up." Colette just let out a sigh and stood up, placing the vial and tube on the desk before getting up from the chair. She brushed by Kumo before grabbing the door handle and opening the door. The blonde nurse took her place next to the door, taking the clipboard from the wall and holding it as she had seen so many other nurses do.

Doctor Love had just finished putting the last sign on the wall. He smirked as he pushed up his sunglasses and admired his work. The Doctor had set up a series of fliers corresponding with arrows backstage that would lead some unsuspecting wrestler to the Firm's medical office. He walked to the end of the hallway in his black scrubs and white lab coat. On the back was the signature heart, this time in red, with the equilateral cross in the center. Doctor Love leaned against the wall and merely kept his eyes peeled for their potential victim.

On the fliers, in bold black letters followed by an arrow pointing the correct direction down the hall was the following message:
Feeling sore? Banged up and worn out from all of those matches? Just come this way to visit some of your loving medical staff. Get some tender, loving care today!

Having heard of a good hospital surgery in the area, from her co-workers at the Chibi Neko, Yoko felt uneasy on dealing with another unexpected encounter for even today...or ever in her sore condition. Walking herself by the hospital dressed in her ol duster jacket, covering most of her bikini clad body underneath, reading, her recently received appointment card with some rather relieving news, 'Get some tender, loving care today!' it read on the back, making Yoko raise an eyebrow at the Doctor name 'Love'. Was that even a real name?, she wondered.

"Well, its the only main hospital in the city district, but I didn't even call for an appointment..." she thought, walking herself up to the reception desk tapping her fingernails, surprisingly not looking that busy today, aside from the slurred, knocked out wrestler on a hospital stretcher cart. Looking like they went through much doses of calming liquids, along with the sleepy look in they're eyes...for as Yoko would ignore the intoxicated mess.

Getting the feel that she hated hospital visits at heart, the sharpness of long needles...pristine bone-saws...oddly shaped scalpel's, all of this sounded like one of her small nightmares, or that scary legit Alien movie she watched with Nibbles one time. However, Yoko would shake her head softly and wouldn't exaggerate fear on her thoughts, a quick appointment like this, would only take a few minutes of her time. Since she felt quite relaxed at the moment, aside from her back injury's. "Service is slow Boota, I'll get you some dinner after ok?" she said softly, leaning on the reception desk as her pet scuttled up onto her shoulder, feeding him her finger as the small furry creature would nibble on it. Ignoring the fact this was a 'no pets allowed' surgery.