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Post by rileywilson on Jan 3, 2012 22:29:13 GMT -5
*Oh, I'm the failure now?* None of your damn business now, Kettu. She's BLI property now.
*I storm out, heading to the deserted records vaults deep underground to cool off. Why did that old man have to come back? What a nuisance*
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Jan 3, 2012 22:35:40 GMT -5
*I smile as wilson storms off and call out after him* Have a better day Riley! *I pick up the painkillers and take both bottles to Brians office* Brian... Riley was trying to switch reds medications.
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Post by redhavoc on Jan 3, 2012 22:45:34 GMT -5
[Dr.Brian:]
*I frown and hand the nurse the chart I'm looking at* What? That's impossible, Red is Wilson's obsession. Are you sure?
*I see the medical staff staring at us and quickly say* Come, let's go to my office to chat *I quietly order a nurse to check all of Red's medications and stay with her until I return. Dr.Jarva would not lie to me*.
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Jan 3, 2012 22:57:56 GMT -5
I saw with my own two eyes and yes I can still see from them. even if i have the worst soda bottle glasses in the world. He was in the room trying to switch her pills to these. * I hand him the pill bottle wilson dropped* He dropped them when i startled him. What i can deduce she has become a problem for him or she is too injured for him to continue his experiment and is trying to terminate her.
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Post by redhavoc on Jan 3, 2012 23:23:01 GMT -5
[Dr.Brian:]
*I look at the pills, shaking my head* Vasodialators... yeah, thanks Doctor. I, uh, I'll post an intern or someone to watch Red around the clock until I can figure out what to do.
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Jan 4, 2012 5:48:16 GMT -5
Brian do you want my Professional opinion or my opinion as your friend? *he knows what im going to say is the same either way but one way is just wordier. I study his face and he seems upset even for him this is strange*
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Post by Sylvia Main on Jan 4, 2012 13:25:29 GMT -5
*It takes me hours to make a decision on the offer presented to me but eventually I choose. I sigh and look down at Red, giving her hand a tight squeeze before quickly letting go and leaving her room. I'm still in the dress and I've noticed it's painted with his blood from last nights 'altercations'. I'll burn it later. I walk out of the hospital wing and take the elevator up to Orwell's office. It doesn't take long to present my point to him and in the end we're both in agreement. A few days later I've finally received my prescription and make my way to the pharmacy to pick it up.*
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Post by redhavoc on Jan 4, 2012 22:15:54 GMT -5
[Dr.Brian:] *I look up at him from the pills on my desk* As a friend, Doctor, always.
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Jan 4, 2012 22:18:33 GMT -5
You need to legally get that girl out of Rileys custody and as a doctor you just suggesting it to a higher up it will be taken into consideration... or at least thats how it used to work around here *I rub the bridge of my nose.* I still dont know where I went wrong with him. I'm glad i did something right though. you are an excellent doctor Brian.
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Post by redhavoc on Jan 4, 2012 22:25:30 GMT -5
We've thought about it before, but she's legally adopted by the company itself. I could make an appeal to the council, but that would take weeks and I can't take Red out of Wilson's Unit unless she's dead, it's written into the rules. I'll... I'll see what I can do, though. Sylvia seems be quite attached to her, I'm sure she would help. And...uh, thanks. Docs don't get alot of compliments at BLI. It's good to have you back.
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Post by Kettu Jarva on Jan 4, 2012 22:32:15 GMT -5
I couldnt take it out there honestly all those germs. I was only there for my sister.... *I still get choked up thinking about what happened to her but I quickly take two pills out of my pocket* Its good to be back.
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Post by redhavoc on Jan 5, 2012 20:38:16 GMT -5
*I slowly become aware of the world, drifitng in through a haze of confused memories. Scene of dancing and fighting confuse themselves on the white tile ceiling of what I eventually recognize as the hospital. The familiar beeping of the heart monitor takes over for the music and I stir. A nurse is suddenly hovering above me. She must have been waiting. I let her check everything and then start to sit up, ignoring her protests until she threatens to strap me down. It's not an uncommon practice in BLI hospitals, so I believe her and stop. I felx my hand (the other one still immobile in a cast) and my feet, annoyed by all the wires that surround me. I wonder why Wilson has not come to check on me, not that I am complaining...*
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Post by Hank Manson on Jan 6, 2012 2:14:50 GMT -5
*I fiddle with the intercom system trying to figure it out. LaCY is somewhat useless with hacking.* H-hello? Is this thing on? *A loud feedback noise is heard* Gah! Dammit... Mr... Uh... *Rummaging through papers* Wilson! Riley...? Riley? Seriously? Whatever... Wilson, this is Hank Manson. May i see you in my office, please? Basement floor, i'm not sure what wing... just check the directory. I have something i wish to discuss with you.
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Post by rileywilson on Jan 6, 2012 2:27:14 GMT -5
*I turn at the sound of the intercom. There are few people I would rather talk to right now than that creep. I push the intercom button* Whatever could you possibly discuss with me, Hank? We have absolutely nothing in common.
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Post by Hank Manson on Jan 6, 2012 2:37:43 GMT -5
*Over the intercom, serious* It's about the girl, Wilson. Red? I can take her off your hands. Free of charge.
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Yes, I'm still running - sort of. But it is lonely out here. Haven't seen anyone else for a while.
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