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[ 72nd consult | voice ]
Dec. 9th, 2011 10:20 pm[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. >>]
