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| [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#d5d4d6; border: none; border-right: 3px solid #49413b; width:220px; height: 370px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; background: url(http://31.media.tumblr.com/9a5…ine_mxo1nphiO11stk2ga.gif) center; background-size: cover; border: none; border-radius: 300px; height: 160px; width: 140px; margin-top: 20px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; width: 150px; border: none; border-bottom: 1px solid #49413b; margin-top: 5px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; width: 200px; min-height: 20px; border: none; margin-top: 10px; color: #49413b; font-size: 9.2px; font-family: arial; text-align: center;] SLOW DOWN, YOU CRAZY CHILD ! YOU'RE SO AMBITIOUS FOR A JUVENILE. BUT THEN IF YOU'RE SO SMART, WHY ARE YOU STILL SO AFRAID ? [img height=60]http://static.tumblr.com/f07f9…b60oy8tm1skbx9bo1_500.png[/img][/fancypost][/fancypost] |
[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#fcfcfc; border: none; width:250px; height: 370px; margin-left: -4px;][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none; min-height: 25px; width: 220px; font-size: 40px; line-height: 45px; font-family: times new roman; color:#5c080e; letter-spacing: -1px; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: 10px;]GABBIE FOSTER.[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: none; width: 230px; height: 240px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden; margin-left:1px; margin-top: -5px;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width:230px; height: 240px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 230px; min-height: 240px; padding: 0px; font-family: calibri; color: #7F7F7F; font-size: 10.5px; line-height: 11px; text-align: justify;]I felt them on me from every direction. Eyes. Those of the other interns, sizing me up, wondering something along the lines of "What is it that this girl has? What about her is doctor material?" They lingered on me only briefly before moving onto the next person, and then the next, each time with the same questions flitting like tadpoles in their depths. I, however, did everything in my power to avoid eye contact as we awaited the arrival of the Attending Physician. The Chief of Medicine, Dr. Bella Randall, gave us the ten-cent tour of our work stations, then left us for the dead with only the vague reassurance that the physician would be with us as soon as he was finished with his patient, and to refer to him if we had any further questions. I leaned back against the wall, clipboard in my arm, as the others began to chat quietly amongst each other. Tension and excitement crackled like electricity in the surrounding air and, in and out of my own thoughts, I caught tidbits of what was being said. "When do you think he'll be finished?" "Who knows? But I hear the guy is a real jack-wagon." "I hear he caused a resident to leave in tears just last week." Beatrice Jones, my long-time best friend and a surgeon at the hospital, can attest to the fact that this guy is a total psycho. Violent temper, no patience for slip-ups. Most people can't stand to be around him for any longer than he can stand to be around them, and he couldn't give any less of a shit about what any of them thought of him. Even the Chief of Medicine herself found him absolutely detestable, but he was an outstanding doctor who cared for his patients... so they kept him around. It was then that I made the mistake of deciding to open my mouth. I straightened my shoulders and leaned forward, across the receptionist's desk behind which I had made myself comfortable. [b]"C'mon, you guys. I doubt if the guy is that terrible," I said, knowing full well that he was, in fact, as horrendous as they thought. I recognized a spark of hope gleam behind the eyes of some of the other interns, and something about it urged me on. Maybe it was my keenness for being the center of attention, or maybe it was that itch I always got when it came to making people feel better. "I mean, if nothing else, he can't say no if we have a question or an emergency. I figure we'll be like a family here, you know? He'll have to help us out if something goes wrong." As I spoke, I was unaware of the door opening slowly behind me, as well as the man in medical scrubs and a white coat standing only feet away, listening to every word I spoke. OOC: This roleplay will center primarily around my character, a medical intern at Sacred Heart Hospital, and your character, the intolerable, angry Attending Physician who she comes to view as a mentor. Your character is in charge of overseeing the training of all the new interns, but takes a particular interest in twenty-three year old Gabbie Foster. Because of her tendency to mentally drift off when being spoken to and her crippling inability to keep her mouth shut, he is annoyed by her at first, and in fact seems to dislike her more than any of the other interns... By the same token, he hovers over her more than any of the others, and she quickly learns to turn to him when she needs help. Under your character, Gabbie will be forced to learn things the hard way. Even when he warms up to her, your character's hard shell is not to be broken. He's uncaring and cruel in how he explains things, but he tells it like it is... And with time and experience, the two of them find each other closer than ever expected. Your character does not require a form unless you want to supply one! All in all, I'm not too well-informed on life in a hospital and will be researching intensively as we go! I got the inspiration for this thread from Scrubs, to be honest, so if you've ever seen that, the relationship between our characters will be similar to that between Dr. Cox and J.D. |
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