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Post by mintymintyminty on Apr 29, 2015 23:04:54 GMT -8
. There is a grand foyer that most of the main buildings in the HQ funnels out to. The ceilings are high, arched, and painted with what looks to be the heavens in mid sunset- with orange clouds and the stars just peeking out from them. A giant door opens up to the southern area of the HQ, and to the chrysanthemum fields. In the side, right by the entryway is a door that leads to what looks to be a small hospital area. This is not a place meant for long term stay. This is clear a place meant for quick healing, bandaging up, fast splits. The whole place seems remanence of old battlefield hospitals, meant for quick treatment. For those who are not squeamish about blood, a training course is offered to you. Medics are getting in higher and higher demand, unfortunately. We must look after our own. The medic team operates 24/7 with a day team and a night team. Death never sleeps so they never sleep either. In case of extreme emergencies, two larger hospitals are situated close by. Your Co-Workers as of 2/25 are:
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Lay with me under the stars.
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Post by Pins-n-Needles on Aug 14, 2015 13:29:10 GMT -8
OOC: Hiya everyone. The name is Ridralee, you may see me as Pokeypillow on skype. My baby is Eilis and she is open for rps at any given moment. Just hit me up.
IC: Eilis couldn't imagine anyway to raise her hopes. Weeks and weeks of crying... and even hiding from society. She even would come to work to only hide but today was different. Eilis needed to try to push on through... those she had lost throughout her entire life wouldn't want her to be this way. Thus, the chance to make a difference for herself.
Patient after patient, she'd patch up wounds. Though, Eilis had yet to really talk to anyone else she actually worked with. Maybe this was her chance. New friends? Aquaintences? Maybe even just a friendly rivalry... what was to come of this new day with high hopes of a new look on this not-so-life.
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Would you like some stitches with that?
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Post by AsTheCroweFlies on Feb 29, 2016 1:45:57 GMT -8
OOC: Hello! I'm AngelicDemonicWolf, most just call me Wolf or Wolfy~ If you ever want my skype, please let me know, send me a message somewhere and i'll respond. Or note me on DA, link to a doc, I don't care, if you need to be stitched up, Korby is there! ( Please note; with the quick snipit down below, i'm simply assuming that there is a small breakroom/ rest area attached to the medical facilities. ) IC: This is the exact reason why he chose to wear so much leather. Yes, it was quite odd for anyone close to being a 'doctor' to wear...but to be completely honest, blood simply just wiped away with a little cold water. Which was he was often seen doing any time he was done with patients, hunched over the sink with a very dirty sponge and a bottle of leather cleaner nearby. His pants were leather, his jacket was leather, his boots were leather...hell, if it wouldn't make him suffocate, his medical mask would be leather too. So far he was enjoying his job as a medic, spending most of his cash on new books and supplies to further his knowledge...plus, being at work, he could avoid having things thrown at him by Napha; which was her favorite pastime. Half the time, he wondered if he had a target painted on his face, because that's where most of the objects like to be thrown at... Though he hadn't yet made any medic friends, he has high hopes for it; mostly he felt like everyone was simply too busy to really sit around and have small talk, even if he desperate wished it could happen. Idly, he wondered if he could lightly poison the water fountain....just to get everyone together for an hour or so...would that be bad? ....Yes, that would be bad. Nope, can't do that Korbl... After finishing his cleaning, he donned his jacket back on, slipping the sponge and bottle of leather cleaner into a little baggie, then tucking them in his jacket in an inside pocket. He also picked up his latest read, an anatomy book he'd decided to study, and tucked in it's pages was a bookmark with a few names written on it; a few other medics' names he had picked up on, and was hoping to one day meet. With a soft sigh, he returned to his station in the smallest hospital area, used for minor injuries; stitches, splints, light trauma... his specialties at the moment. He also offered some herbal remedies in his work, for those who were more uncomfortable with modern medicines...
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