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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 17, 2012 14:06:41 GMT -8
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Post by Suyoi on Nov 4, 2012 23:00:10 GMT -8
Dr. Victor knocked gently on the door to room 608, holding a make-shift clipboard, ointment in his pocket. He pondered who lived here, thinking about the sign up board. This was Zoe's room, originally. Shame about her family, though. She seems too resolute against what may or may not be... I guess. Well, I'd be bawling about them. She's probably still traumatized. God, and the baby... barely a month or so along. It would be easier if-Dr. Victor banished the thought to the realm of the band Aqua and all things related to the contents of a hot dog. "Hi. I'm Dr. Victor... and I need to check on my patient, Ms. Oshiro."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 5, 2012 20:53:21 GMT -8
Frank- "Successfully executed witticism in thy internal monologue, good doctor. The pop culture reference was juicy. Two dewclaws up." Zoe- "Let me see if my boss is available." (Marie was right there.)Marie- "I'll see him now. Thank you Ms. Rake." Zoe- "You're welcome, Ms. Oshiro." Marie- "What do you need, Dr. Victor?"
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Post by Suyoi on Nov 5, 2012 22:37:27 GMT -8
Dr. Victor strolled in, sliding the board under his arm and shutting the door behind him. He nodded at the apartment, approvingly. He was still torn about the living conditions- clearly he had hoped her parents weren't as caring of their daughter; the artwork and crude pottery proudly displayed intermingled with numerous family portraits didn't help his feelings any. With a huff, he moved towards Marie. "Can't a doctor make house calls anymore? I was coming to check on the status of your feet. And, also, to check with you about your old job. I'm sure there might be some other things to discuss as well." Marie- "Doctor, I am glad to see you. Really. Don't mind my assistant and fire at will." The good doctor nodded slowly, casting a sideways glance at the child present. "Zoe, normally I'd ask you to leave or speak in big words to try and communicate things with Marie. I know you're too smart for that, so I'm just going to speak plainly." Zoe- "Uh-huh."
He turned back to Marie, his face a mix of pensiveness and apprehension. He conducted the exam quickly enough, commenting on her good progress, or silently 'hrm'-ing about the state of her feet. His voice was calm, as if he was talking about what to do to his coffee. Marie- "I guess they're as good as they can be. I'm pretty sure I can kick any lingering infection with antibiotic ointment. They're just so beat up though..."
"I am planning on making a trip back to the medical center in a few days. I mentioned I would correspond weekly with Dr. Franco. I would like to have something, if you have time, written to deliver to him and the other members of the administration that remain. I have a feeling he will want me to assist him for a little while regardless of my protesting." Marie- "Whatever you like. Sometime when I don't have a little monster present, I'll have to ask you how you find Dr. Melange. She's unique..."
"In any event, I do not want to have to stay there too long, and definitely not overnight if at all possible; you see, Zoe, when doctors finish their last part of school, they basically live at the hospital for months... and I finished school a long time ago. I don't want to spend any more time in a hospital unless I'm getting paid big bucks." Zoe- "There's a bank downstairs. You could just go get some big bucks!"
Dr. Victor wiped off the A&D ointment in between his latex-covered fingers. "I also, Marie, need some help organizing clinic check-up appointments with everyone. Being indisposed as you are, would you recommend anyone who would be a good transcriber? I don't need anything formal, but I would like to be able to make safety nets should anything happen. That way, we don't have unfortunate mix-ups or easily avoided disasters." Marie- "I'm doing fine with minimal assistance. I would like to avoid getting my old job back, so if you folks need a medical clerk... Maybe Mr. Columbo can handle that as well? Or you can recruit anyone you like.
But I will set up the appointments for this one time at least, since it can be coordinated with the job schedule."
Dr. Victor peeled off his gloves and folded them in such a manner so as they wouldn't be too much of a mess. He then tucked the folded gloves into a spare glove and stuck it in his pocket. Bending down, he gave Frank a small scratch behind the ears. "Thanks for everything, Ms. Oshiro. You as well, Ms. Rake. You're going to make a fine lady; you speak better than most of them I know anyways." Zoe- "I don' wanna be a lady. I wanna be a assistant."
Marie- "Good for you, Zoe. You already are! ... Doctor, I'll have people coming to you all day tomorrow, if you're ready for it!"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 6, 2012 1:02:59 GMT -8
Frank- "Woof, I say!"
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Nov 10, 2012 16:49:54 GMT -8
After beating Alex at cards, Micah wandered around aimlessly for a bit. Alex was praying with Ash and Micah wanted to stay clear of that. Chantelle wasn't in the comm centre for once to chat with, so Micah checked her room. He knocked softly on the door, hoping that the kid wasn't home. "Ah hi is Chantelle about?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 10, 2012 22:08:15 GMT -8
Zoe and Frank answered the door.Zoe- "It's outstide of office hours, but maybe we can pencil you into a box. Whom are you speak- uh seeking to appointment with?"
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Nov 10, 2012 23:29:50 GMT -8
"Hey kid, is Chantelle about? How are you going?" Zoe- "Chantelle? Um, I'll check on her availabilities..."
He put his face into a forced smile. "Cute dog, I'm sure he'll protect you against the nasty fucking ghosts, yeah?" Zoe- "...Maybe."
He scowled at the kid and rolled his eyes. "Sorry mate." After some short exchange he was not privy too, Micah was let in."Hey Chantelle, how's your Easter going? Can I come hang out a bit. It's a bit dead around here today."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 11, 2012 1:01:42 GMT -8
Chantelle- "Yeah, why not? Y'know, we're not super observant in the secretary's office here. Still nice to have an easy day."
Marie- "Mr. Johnson. Happy Easter."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Nov 11, 2012 16:27:45 GMT -8
The apartment was that of a family and photos of Zoe with two adults, presumedly her parents hung in brightly coloured frames on the wall. Their 2d smiles all that the kid had left of her parents, Micah felt guilty at his earlier rudeness to her. She was a stoic little thing, clearly brave. Micah felt ashamed for his acts of cowardice, if the kid could go on like this without parents, what right did he have to wuss out? "Do you mind if I sit?" He asked motioning to the couch. Chantelle- "Go right ahead. Hey, have a candy. We have Cadbury creme eggs!"
"Thanks, Happy Easter. I'm not observant of the religious side but chocolate eggs are nice, we used to eat them as kids until we almost chundered. We will have to find some chocolate from the easter bunny, to hide for Zoe. It must be nice to have a break. I overheard there was another bloody ghost though?" Marie- "Hey Zoe, 'chunder' means barf."
Zoe- "(mad giggles)"
Chantelle- "Oh, we did the hunt a while ago. Did you know, Zoe saw the ghost!"
Zoe- "Mr. Abool floated and smelled gross. Seth said it wasn't really him because ghosts aren't like really a person I guess?"
"So what have you guys been up to, did your check-up things go smoothly?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 12, 2012 23:11:45 GMT -8
Chantelle- "Bebe was very pleasant and brief. It was just fine. Dr. Victor came here to do Marie's in person. How about you?"
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Nov 13, 2012 15:36:26 GMT -8
Micah braced himself as he prepared to try to say something nice to a kid, it wasn't going to go well but he'd give it a try. "Mr. Abdul has gone away but he is happy now Chloe. Ghosts are just tricky, they pretend to be other people. No matter who the ghost looks like, you have to stay away, okay? You'll end up being fucking smelly too, if you catch my drift." Zoe- "Seriously?"
Marie- "..."
"I had a bit of a medical incident at the last building, so I already kinda had one, so I skipped it. I would've been too embarrassed to go to Dr. Melange, I almost vomited on her at the party." He grinned. Chantelle- "All I remember about that night is exhaustion, noise, and cake. Wait, and Napoleon Dynamite. It must have been a good party!"
Micah spent another hour chatting with the group, before heading back to the apartment to crash on the couch with E.R. He wondered where this was all going, the proposal about working on getting out of ' dodge' whatever that was, seemed more and more like the choice they should've have made. What hope did that kid really have, kids rarely survived zombie films.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 13, 2012 21:57:55 GMT -8
Frank- "Good night, children."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 16, 2012 21:19:31 GMT -8
Zoe- "It's time for the big council meeting, isn't it? Where is everybody?"
Thierry- "Having an easy morning. Patience..."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Nov 16, 2012 23:22:41 GMT -8
Zoe- "Ms. Oshiro!"
Marie- "Ms. Rake. I'm afraid your services will not be required at this meeting. Elevated security clearance, you know?"
Zoe- "Laaaaaaame!" Zoe took Frank out, leaving the adults behind, now Marie, Stevie, Thierry, and Chantelle. Marie- "Could you run and get the rest, Thierry, if you don't mind?"
Thierry- "Surely."
Chantelle- "Hey y'all!"
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