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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Serious RP => Topic started by: cfitz22 on March 21, 2014, 10:12:10 PM
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Mason walks into his office, clad in his black suit and tie, he approaches his desk and walks behind it, sitting down. He stares out the clear doors into the hall of the hospital's HR wing, and sighs. "Well... This is it." He quickly slides out the tray holding his keyboard from under the desk and taps out a password for his account. He moves the cursor over to check his email and taps out a message that would be sent to all doctors in the hospital.
"To whom it may concern,
I am Doctor Mason Green Ph.D, M.D. I am the new Dean of Medicine at this hospital. I have a high expectancy for my staff and I hope to see my wishes fulfilled both in your work and in your reports. Please do not disappoint me. I am open for meeting from 9 A.M. to 8 P.M. every day but Sunday.
Sincerely,
Dr. Mason Green"
He slides the cursor over and clicks 'SEND'.
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The young Housekeeper continued to mop the corridor that led to the HR Wing, whistling to himself. He had only started his shift half an hour ago when he recieved the e-mail on his phone, he read it. "I might as well introduce myself. Maybe I can convince him to give me a raise." He chuckled to himself lightly, eventually reaching the Doctor's Office. He opened the door, somewhat scared of the larger feline. "Doctor Green..." The white lion said quietly.
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*Knocks on door* Hey doctor green Can you open this i have to DISCUSS the high expectancy thing
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Caspar jumped, and quickly moved out of the way of the Cybernetic Kimodo Dragon. "I'm sorry, Doctor. I didn't hear you." He said quietly before resuming his cleaning.
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*Tilts head*Who are you :?
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"I-I'm Caspar Thansan. I do the housekeeping on this ward, cleaning and laundry and such." He explained, looking at the Doctor the towered several feet above him, making him somewhat nervous. "I'm sure my conversation with Doctor Green can wait, and these floors are not going to clean themselves." The young lion said, before going back to mopping the corridor, whistling.
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"My names jacob i do replacement limbs and replacement organs for patients"
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Caspar simply nodded. "I know, you did the heart transplant for my Grandmother last year, thank you." He said quietly, remembering going to hospital with her. He looked at the massive Dragon, slightly less scared now that they were actually getting to know each other and that Caspar wasn't being treated like dirt on the ground like most other Doctors treated him because sometimes all the beds were not ready for patient admission and other such problems, he'd like to see them try to do the laundry for fifty beds when the blankets and sheets were constantly being dirtied by various things as well as do patient's clothes on top of regular cleaning duties such as mopping floors and cleaning tables. The job was exhausting and backbreaking, but somebody had to do it.
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*Voices inside my head* -The kid looks confused ask him whats wrong~"alright"...."Hey casper whats wrong"
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"N-Nothing is wrong Doctor. I'm perfectly fine." He smiled unconvincingly, not wanting to bother him with his problems. He didn't want him to know that his Grandmother that he operated on died six months ago, from a fall. He didn't want to tell him that he was paying far too much rent for a tiny flat that he barely saw because he was so busy cleaning to pay for it. He didn't want to tell him about how his father left him when he was small, and that his mother had turned into a heroin addict that spent most mornings lying on the floor half dead whilst he was working to keep a house over their heads. But he told the dragonic doctor. Because he had no-one else to talk to about his problems, he was having difficulty feeding himself and his mother, let alone get any form of help. After he finished speaking, the silent tears started to fall down the creamy coloured cheeks of the young lion.
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"How would you feel if you were the last of you kind"...."My mother and father were killed with the last of my people"....
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"Awful... I'm really sorry for your loss, Jacob..." He said quietly before continuing down the corridor, mopping as he went, no longer whistling.