Primrose Everdeen (![]() ![]() @ 2012-09-02 21:17:00 |
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Entry tags: | !open, primrose everdeen, {nico di angelo |
Alone in the Infirmary
Characters: Prim, Nico
When: Sunday night
Location: the infirmary
Warnings/Rating: none anticipated
Summary: Prim ponders the train and its ways
Status: Complete
Prim was a regular in the infirmary. It was her car of choice to spend her free time in, and she'd encountered interesting people here. She'd also played many a game of cards with Doctor Snowden, who had been one of her favorite doctors ... and now he was gone. Prim couldn't deny that she worried a little that Doctor Tam would be taken away as well, leaving them with no doctors at all. She had training, and both Doctor Tam and Doctor Snowden had been teaching her about the medications and potions they had stocked on the shelves. They both let her tend to patients, if the patient didn't mind being tended to by a young teenager ... but Prim wasn't interested in being completely on her own here. She'd always known they were right there if she had a question or it was beyond what she could handle herself. She also knew there was nothing to be done about it. The train did this sort of thing all the time. At least when it had taken her sister, it had brought her back shortly after. Maybe the same would happen with the other doctor. It would be nice. Not just for them, but for Juliet too. She'd been present when the mutant had informed Doctor Tam about Doctor Snowden's disappearance. Prim could guess how it had felt; it had hurt when Katniss had gone, and Doctor Snowden had been Juliet's boyfriend. At the moment, Prim was alone and holding down the fort. Doctor Tam had given her a list of people to contact if she needed anything, but he'd needed to go sleep. It had been all over his face that he'd needed to go sleep. She felt for him, too; it couldn't be anywhere near easy to hold everything together like he had been. Perched on the desk chair, engaged in a slow game of solitaire, Prim kept an ear toward the doors. Most people, she figured, would just be passing through ... but if there was an emergency or one of the other medical staff people stopped in, she didn't want to look like she wasn't paying attention. |