Blake Thorne can't be undone by (beausang) wrote in doorslogs, @ 2012-07-22 14:14:00 |
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Entry tags: | plot: memories, ravenna |
Who: Oliver Colden / Ravenna
What: Memories Plot
Where: Las Vegas Medical Examiner's Office
Things to avoid: Nothing! He's a forensic pathologist, he can take it.
Oliver was at work, sitting at his laptop, answering correspondence and eating breakfast. The door to his office was open, and outside, a cadaver lay on the table, ready for autopsy in fifteen minutes. For now, it could wait. He'd been in a bit of a down mood this week, and every scrap of respite he could get was a relief. Honestly, he'd be grateful to have nothing but work to focus on in a few minutes.
When the dizziness began, he thought for a moment the chair had slipped down from under him, and he set his bagel and coffee down on the desk. No, he was still perfectly stationary. Then it flared again, growing in strength, and he began to run through a list of potential causes. Aneurysm? No, he'd be dead already.
He didn't make it past the B's on the alphabetical list of what might be wrong. The memory hit, and then it was the only thing in his world.