James E. Wilson, MD (
dr_conscience) wrote2011-12-09 10:20 pm
[ 72nd consult | voice ]
[The device turns on accidentally - shocking, really - from inside the pocket of Wilson's lab coat. The rustling of the fabric might hint at that. Someone's speaking to him when it turns on, but, whoever it is, they're too far away for it to be clear. His response comes through more clearly, but with the audio quality you might expect from being in a pocket against his chest.]
Well, thank goodness for grazing. How many does that make now?
[The response isn't audible, of course, and he's off, parting ways from whoever he was speaking to and heading towards the patient. This is when he notices, while glancing down at the file, that the device has been activated. He removes it from his pocket. He mutters to himself -]
Of course it's on.
[And, now addressing the device, though he hasn't stopped walking -]
Sorry about that... Busy day. Nothing like a curse that simultaneously makes people cartoonishly anxious and uncoordinated, and compelled to carry a gun. If you're not cursed and you can help it, it's probably wisest to stay inside today.
[As he closes the feed, you can just hear him pulling the curtain aside as he goes to find his next patient.]
[ooc: Heading offline for the night shortly, so tags will likely be tomorrow. I adore backdating, though? So much. XD Also open to whatever! I'm just assuming an assortment of NPC Shy Ronnies that have been apprehended and subdued for treatment and holding until midnight and probably a few victims of people who shouldn't be using guns having guns. SO, if your character would have wound up at the hospital, I'm open to more patients, ahaha. >>]
Well, thank goodness for grazing. How many does that make now?
[The response isn't audible, of course, and he's off, parting ways from whoever he was speaking to and heading towards the patient. This is when he notices, while glancing down at the file, that the device has been activated. He removes it from his pocket. He mutters to himself -]
Of course it's on.
[And, now addressing the device, though he hasn't stopped walking -]
Sorry about that... Busy day. Nothing like a curse that simultaneously makes people cartoonishly anxious and uncoordinated, and compelled to carry a gun. If you're not cursed and you can help it, it's probably wisest to stay inside today.
[As he closes the feed, you can just hear him pulling the curtain aside as he goes to find his next patient.]
[ooc: Heading offline for the night shortly, so tags will likely be tomorrow. I adore backdating, though? So much. XD Also open to whatever! I'm just assuming an assortment of NPC Shy Ronnies that have been apprehended and subdued for treatment and holding until midnight and probably a few victims of people who shouldn't be using guns having guns. SO, if your character would have wound up at the hospital, I'm open to more patients, ahaha. >>]

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And any kind of training can only go so far. There are things that nobody should have to deal with.
[He's been trying to be more optimistic about the City, but days like today and company like Bones don't really help. Still, exerting a bi of effort -]
For the most part, though, people here do look out for each other, support each other... which is something.
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It is. I doubt I'd have had people offerin' to bring me coats out of their closets back home.
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There's a sense of camaraderie with a lot of them. We've all been through the same thing, at one point, and then we go through things like the curses together. I can't say I'm a great fan of the City itself, but the people are a different matter. For the most part.
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[ Tessa had said almost the same thing, and Bones can't help a slight quirk of his lips at the memory. ]