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Post by Emm. on Jul 28, 2007 22:35:11 GMT -5
A white gelert walked up to the large white building. 'Gothvaen Hospital' was written in big bold blue letters across the front, and she shivered a little as she examined her reflection in the mirrored doors. She looked notably inconspicuous in a simple pair of jeans with a teal tank top, yet the dye on her ears and tail stood out more than ever. She pushed open the door with her right hand and walked up to the secretary, a brown Uni. She was reading something on a computer, but looked up when Faye coughed a little. "Yes, dear? What can I help you with?" Her voice was very patient. Faye looked around a little to delay answering. Hospitals put her at unease, mostly because it was the very same hospital that her mother had her meltdown in. The same hospital that her best friend died in. She finally extended her left hand and replied in a soft tone, "I think I might've broken my wrist. I fell bad skateboarding." The woman directed her to a blue plastic chair, where she sat. The person next to her was an older guy, who had his arm wrapped tightly around a younger woman in his lap, her skin under the fur turning paler and paler.
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Post by Gambets on Aug 11, 2007 22:15:22 GMT -5
The brown uni turned in her swivel chair and looked at the list of nurses and doctors that were in.Her hand reached for the beeper that was at the computers side, her fingers moved swiftly as she dialed in a number, and set it down.
"Yes Miss Carly?", a soft voice asked, the source was a slender asian looking female bori in pink scurbs.Her fur was pure white, her hands were dark green, as were the tips of her ears.
"Draginta, the young woman in the blue chair may have broken her wrist, will you take her down to the MRI and see if it is, and set it in a cast if it is", the uni spoke, pointing to the gelert.
"Okay", Draginta answered chipperly as she started for the female gelert, she stopped a few feet away, her slim tail flickered behind her slender body."Miss, if you will follow me, I'll take care of your wrist", she spoke, bowing slightly as she smiled slightly, showing that she was clearly a new nurse, and not someone who had been there for years.
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Post by Emm. on Aug 12, 2007 1:05:12 GMT -5
ooc;ah i'll reply tomorrow. need. sleep. ><
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Post by Gambets on Aug 16, 2007 20:06:06 GMT -5
ooc:
Okay, I'll wait for you to post.
n-n
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Post by Emm. on Aug 17, 2007 17:57:11 GMT -5
Faye followed the Bori down bright white hallways, the floors white save for a few navy blue tiles. She shivered again, eyes tracing patterns in the unbroken sea of white. She was led into a room and she barely saw the name of the doctor; that was a shame. She hated being formal with people; a name at least would be better.
ooc; bleh, it'll do i suppose.
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Post by Gambets on Aug 17, 2007 18:02:57 GMT -5
ooc:
o-o;; Draginta is a bori.
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Draginta smiled sligthly as she left the gelret in the x-ray room, and started for the suppile room, grabbing bandages, and plaster.
Her beeper called her back to the x-ray room, the technation showing the image on the sceen, and waved her out.
The technation clicked on the microphone, so his scratchy voice filling the other room.
"Miss, you may take off the lead apron, and follow Nurse Draginta to get your wrist in a cast".
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Post by Emm. on Aug 17, 2007 18:07:10 GMT -5
"So it /is/ broken?" she asked the doctor before her, a Bori. She couldn't remember her name, one of her traits; she was terrible with names. She frowned; a broken wrist would really cut into her skating time, not to mention partying would become difficult.
ooc; whoops. i read your post wrong and thought the uni woman was leading her. i'll fix it in a mo. ><
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Post by Gambets on Aug 17, 2007 18:11:45 GMT -5
"It's fracired, which means you'll need a cast, but it will come off sooner then if it was broken more serverly", Draginta answered, leading her to one of the of the rooms.
She started mixing the plaster, after pointing to the chiar that was in the room.
Her tail flickered behind her slim form, her pink scrubs so out-of-place in the pale white room.
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Post by Emm. on Aug 17, 2007 18:22:29 GMT -5
Faye exhaled in relief. At least it wasn't broken. She watched the Bori work, thankful for the pink amidst all of the glaring white. It was beginning to make her feel more than slightly uncomfortable.
ooc; what color is she?
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Post by Gambets on Aug 17, 2007 18:27:13 GMT -5
ooc: Draginta is a chirstmas bori, so she has wihte and dark green fur. n-n;;
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Draginta worked quickly, before she started over to Faye, and gently started to apply the plaster, and quickly wrapped it with some brightly colored gaz, in bright green.
"There you go", she spoke chipperly, and turned to clean up the mess the plaster had made in the contaner she had used.
Her black hair seemed kinda odd, pulled back and boucing with her every step.
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Post by Emm. on Aug 17, 2007 18:29:10 GMT -5
"Alright then," she said softly, careful to try not to touch it. "Thank you very much," she added.
ooc; not much to contribute. ><
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Post by Gambets on Aug 17, 2007 18:33:04 GMT -5
ooc: n-n;; It's okay.
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Draginta smiled softly as she worked, after all, her shift ended in half an hour, what could happen in such a short time?
Her dark green tipped ears twiched slightly as she looked up, watching the girl still in the room, before she turned to look at the plaster as she got rid of the last of the drying, sticky stuff.
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Post by Emm. on Aug 17, 2007 18:37:18 GMT -5
"Is there anything else I need to know?" she asked curiously, looking at her wrist. The cast would take some getting used to, but at least it wasn't her right hand.
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Post by Gambets on Aug 17, 2007 18:48:47 GMT -5
"Just that you shouldn't skate for a while, so you don't have to worry about falling again.", Draginta spoke, her back still turned, "Aswell as that you can come back here in three or four weeks to get the cast off", she added.
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Post by Emm. on Aug 17, 2007 18:50:50 GMT -5
"Alright then." She stood up and offered her good hand to the doctor. "Thank you very much."
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