James E. Wilson, MD (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
dr_conscience) wrote2011-11-12 09:15 am
dr_conscience) wrote2011-11-12 09:15 am
Entry tags:
[ 70th consult | video / action at the hospital ]
[At about 12:30 AM, a video post makes its way to the network. The feed turns on as the device is nestled down into its place. It looks out over rows of cars - sports cars, ambulances, school buses, police cars, monster trucks, each of them a slightly differently scaled diecast representation of a vehicle. At the edges of the frame, you can just discern the building-block structure upon which the device sits. The carpet that the cars rest on, and the seating beyond them, may be just enough for those familiar with the hospital to discern this as a waiting room in pediatrics. And then, a small child crawls into the picture - brown hair, brown eyes, about four years old. He grabs a monster truck from the back row in his hand and moves it around as he talks in a falsely deepened voice.]
NO. I park up front so I can see Godzilla better!
[And so, he lowers the monster truck and has it drive over the cars which were in front of it - tossing each of them aside with a crashing noise he makes with his mouth. Then, he picks up a bigger monster truck and adopts a slightly different deepened voice.]
Stop picking on little cars!
[And that monster truck tosses the first one aside with a much larger crashing noise, gleefully provided. He puts it down, and grabs a few of the smaller cars, providing their responses:]
Yay, yay! You saved us! Yay!
[And the big truck:]
SHH! NO TALKING DURING THE MOVIE OR I CRUSH YOU.
[ooc: So, someone is four.]
NO. I park up front so I can see Godzilla better!
[And so, he lowers the monster truck and has it drive over the cars which were in front of it - tossing each of them aside with a crashing noise he makes with his mouth. Then, he picks up a bigger monster truck and adopts a slightly different deepened voice.]
Stop picking on little cars!
[And that monster truck tosses the first one aside with a much larger crashing noise, gleefully provided. He puts it down, and grabs a few of the smaller cars, providing their responses:]
Yay, yay! You saved us! Yay!
[And the big truck:]
SHH! NO TALKING DURING THE MOVIE OR I CRUSH YOU.
[ooc: So, someone is four.]
[video; later on]
[Wait. This is a doctor.]
Did you see her?
[video; later on]
What's your mother's name?
[She could make an educated guess, about the last name at least.]
[video; later on]
[video; later on]
I haven't seen her-- I'm not one of the doctors that helps with... getting babies. [She sounds a little embarrassed, using his phrasing.] But I'm sure, if anyone can figure it out, Eden can.