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Aya Brea ([personal profile] mitochondriaaya) wrote2009-05-07 04:52 am
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A Doctor and her Nurse(maid)

Two women paced down the hall as the lights were being dimmed to evening setting. The only difference between the two was their chosen dress. The woman on the right was in a cheerful, spring green nurses outfit and heels. The woman on the left was in slacks and a sweater with a lab coat and sneakers to finish the ensemble. "Maya, I told you I wasn't going to see Mrs. Caryin again." the doctor sighed.

"Aya, just once more. Her husband wants to talk to you, that's all!" The nurse waved a file, and when Aya didn't take it she smacked the thick pages off her sister's shoulder.

"There's. Nothing. Wrong. With. Her." Aya bit off each word in anger and pushed open the next set of doors with a little more force than necessary. "No botched healing, no disease or cancer that magic can't touch. Nothing. She needs a psychologist, not a specialist!"

Maya sighed and gave up on the file, tucking it back into the bunch in her arms. "Well, once more and I won't let them schedule again. You know that the Caryin's are heavy supporters of the hospital. We have to be nice." she thought that one over then tweaked her sister's hair "Well, I have to be nice. You just have to be professional." Maya amended.

"...keep it short." that was Aya giving in to the inevitable. "And I won't bite him."

"Good, we get yelled at if you bite people." Maya hit the next door a fraction before her sister, bumping it with her hip so she didn't have to drop the files. "Now, we're going for food!"

"Hmmm, I pull a shift tonight..." Aya nodded to the corridor she'd been planning to take.

"An insane, volunteer shift with the emergency center where you just do basic stuff! And that's in an hour, at least! Foooood." Maya laughed and dragged her sister in the opposite direction. "C'mon, there's a place just down the block that's still open! Then I'll go home and you can go nuts, I promise!"

"Fine, fine..." Aya was actually a lot more cheerful about the prospect of food than she let on, but hey, it was fun.

And to give Maya credit, the place didn't look that bad from the outside. It probably had a bar side, but the restaurant side was still open...
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[personal profile] sliceitwithwind 2009-05-07 01:43 pm (UTC)(link)
There is a morose collection of men over in the bar section. Five of them, with the smallest (probably too young to be drinking) moaning loudly about the new guy. The biggest of them peels off to get more alcohol.

The second biggest peels off into the restaurant section for menus. It might take until he's moving for it to pop clear in the mind, but his is a face which sometimes shows up in the 'we don't know what the fuck it is' parts of the hospital, and sometimes on television.
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[personal profile] sliceitwithwind 2009-05-07 06:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"Can I help you?" Dilan asks the tiny woman in his way. It's a tone of voice that says 1) he gets this a lot and 2) it doesn't bug him at all.
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[personal profile] sliceitwithwind 2009-05-07 09:00 pm (UTC)(link)
He laughs softly and says, "Sometimes. I'm Dilan, the second of Ansem's apprenticed. I work with the rare disease ward."
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[personal profile] sliceitwithwind 2009-05-07 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
He grins and quite shamelessly beeps her nose, "Will it make you feel better to know that out of 'uniform' I can't tell if you're Aya Brea or Maya Brea?"
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[personal profile] sliceitwithwind 2009-05-08 01:51 pm (UTC)(link)
He's not upset at her swaying away - other people tend to have a different sense of personal space than him. "You're both always busy. I admire that."
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[personal profile] sliceitwithwind 2009-05-08 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Normally I'd offer to let the two of you join us, but we got some bad news..."

Which is when Ienzo's voice pops up with, "BLISTERING INCOMPETENCE!"

"and aren't the best companions right now."
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[personal profile] sliceitwithwind 2009-05-08 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're welcome. Any," "WHYYYY?" "other time we'd be pleased to have you join us. Dr. Brea, Ms. Brea."
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[personal profile] sliceitwithwind 2009-05-08 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"I will, thanks." he follows Maya's look, "Ienzo. He's - limited to half a beer."
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[personal profile] sliceitwithwind 2009-05-08 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, it's fine. Seriously." Dilan says with a smile, "They'd be asking if I was sick if I hadn't stopped."
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[personal profile] sliceitwithwind 2009-05-09 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Ooof. Tip, if you see him in the hospital avoid using boy as a descriptor. He's got a personality like asphalt."
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[personal profile] sliceitwithwind 2009-05-09 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Good." amused, "Mind, I don't mind if you call me Dilan."
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[personal profile] sliceitwithwind 2009-05-09 12:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"I have a doctorate in computer technology as well as one in biology." Dilan says with a grin, "So I am also the tech guy."
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[personal profile] sliceitwithwind 2009-05-09 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ms. Brea, if she can't identify me it's a lost cause. I'm the only one of my species on this continent, and the only one of my species with blue eyes."
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[personal profile] sliceitwithwind 2009-05-10 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Thank you." Dilan says with bemusement at the compliment, "The two of you have lovely eyes as well."
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[personal profile] sliceitwithwind 2009-05-10 01:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Dilan looks taken aback for a moment, then laughs and shakes his head.
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[personal profile] sliceitwithwind 2009-05-10 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Dilan frowns a little, "Look, I dragged the two of you away from your menus, let me pick up the bill since you're going to have to eat and run anyway."
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[personal profile] sliceitwithwind 2009-05-11 11:44 am (UTC)(link)
"No problem." Dilan assures both of them with a fussy, polite bow before heading back to his party.