Rachel Mahoney
BLInd Kid
split in two and never quite whole
Posts: 427
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Post by Rachel Mahoney on Dec 20, 2011 7:19:46 GMT -5
Anytime, have a better day. *i continue to walk to the lobby of the hospital where Ryan is waiting for me. He puts an arm around my shoulder and we walk back home*
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Dec 20, 2011 13:26:49 GMT -5
*I smile after Aerith, very amused. I actually laugh and give Riley a nudge again. He looks up at me and I wink.* Wear your best suit. *Before he can do anything else I walk down the hall and disappear into the elevator to go see what my unit is up to while I have free time between meetings.*
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Rachel Mahoney
BLInd Kid
split in two and never quite whole
Posts: 427
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Post by Rachel Mahoney on Dec 20, 2011 15:12:09 GMT -5
*i see Orwell step out of the elevator as we cross the lobby, and I quickly stop to address him* mr Orwell, how are you feeling sir?
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Dec 20, 2011 16:22:32 GMT -5
*I smile crookedly at Mahoney. She looks better than when I last seen her during my visit to the hospital wing.* Quite fine. I have a nice new battle wound. I noticed you gained quite a few of those yourself.
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Rachel Mahoney
BLInd Kid
split in two and never quite whole
Posts: 427
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Post by Rachel Mahoney on Dec 20, 2011 19:25:48 GMT -5
That I have, as well as the others. I'd be visibly shocked if anyone ended up unscathed. so you're Mr. Orwell. *i hold out a hand* pleasure to meet you sir. Ryan Mahoney, Rachel's brother and i work here in the medical wing.
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Dec 20, 2011 19:40:58 GMT -5
*I reach out and shake his hand.* It is nice to meet you Mr. Mahoney. May I say you did an excellent job this past week. We are extremely proud and satisfied with your efforts. Keep up the great work and pass along to whomever helped with this- *I pull down the collar of my shirt to show a large piece of gauze taped to my chest.* -thank you.
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Rachel Mahoney
BLInd Kid
split in two and never quite whole
Posts: 427
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Post by Rachel Mahoney on Dec 20, 2011 20:05:27 GMT -5
will do sir, and thank you for taking on my sister so she can do her part for BL/ind. well, We'd better get going Rachel. it was a pleasure meeting you Mr. Orwell, and I bid you a better day. Have a better day sir.
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Post by Volume Virus on Dec 20, 2011 21:59:24 GMT -5
*I give Angeline a sour face at the idea of a party. I'd heard of them, but never been to one myself* (sorry for the short post, dinner!) ((Well...explains why I didn't see it!)) I don't like it, either, but attendance is mandatory. Wouldn't you rather be on your feet if you have to go either way? I don't remember going to any parties, well, in my life...but I don't suppose they would be any fun from a wheelchair! *I smile gently at her. Poor girl. She looks so pitiable...I really do hope she's well enough to attend. I wonder what would happen to me if I didn't attend....*
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Post by redhavoc on Dec 21, 2011 0:34:47 GMT -5
*I nod vigorously, agreeing with her. I'd hate to be in a wheelchair, which would bring more unwanted attention than even the tubes and monitors can provide. I'm already feeling much better than I did even a day ago... maybe if one of the other agents went with me, Sylvia or Angeline, then I could just lean on them instead... I look at my left hand, wrapped in a splint, and try to flex it a little. Nope, still broken*
*I point to my hospital gown, wondering what one even wears to a holiday party*
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Post by rileywilson on Dec 21, 2011 0:45:21 GMT -5
*I look down an my hot mug of coffee, unsure where to go from here. I go to Aerith's door and knock, irritated by the "flowers" comment. Was she serious? Maybe she's prefer someone else. I could just go by myself, like Orwell, that would be easier... I start to turn away. I have reports to do anyway*
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Post by Volume Virus on Dec 21, 2011 7:03:52 GMT -5
*It takes me a while, but I understand what she's trying to say. I hope.* I honestly don't know. Something dressy, I'd guess. Everyone wears white here...but I'd love to show up in something colorful, just for the contrast...I'm pretty sure it would be up to you anyway. Maybe Ms. Main can help you pick something out.
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Post by Sylvia Main on Dec 21, 2011 11:25:17 GMT -5
Ugh.. I heard my name...? *I lift my face out of my pillow and rub my eyes, exhausted. I smile slightly when I see Red is awake and nod a hello to Ms. Pacis.* Dresses? Fuck... yeah, I know a place or two in the city... *I pull myself up into a sitting and wince at the light streaming in through the windows.* I'm discharged today... I could make a shopping trip- wait- why do we need dresses?!
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Post by Aerith Lin on Dec 21, 2011 14:23:53 GMT -5
*notices a figure at the door* Riley? Is that you?
*the figure turns away* Oh. Oh well... *rearranges the best flowers in vases and disperses them around the office* there we go.. that's lovely.
Riley better get over here and ask me already.
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Post by Volume Virus on Dec 21, 2011 14:38:06 GMT -5
Oh. Miss Main! I've woken you up! I'm sorry! You don't need to do anything for me. Go back to sleep. I-I'll leave.
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Post by Sylvia Main on Dec 21, 2011 14:41:27 GMT -5
*I frown and shake my head, waving her off and getting up out of the bed to stretch.* It's fine dear... *I yawn and grin at Red when we make eye contact.* So really, what's all this talk about dresses?
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