The Doctor (![]() ![]() @ 2012-09-12 14:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | !dice, finnick odair, {the doctor, ~nix |
Characters: The Doctor & Finnick Odair
When: Wednesday
Location: The Infirmary
Warnings/Rating: None predicted, will update if required.
Summary: The Doc finally checks out the Infirmary, and finds a patient.
Status: Closed/On-Going
Since he'd arrived on the train The Doctor had explored almost everywhere. Not only because he liked to know where he was, but he was always looking for clues that might explain their current situation. One place he'd rather avoided, however, was The Infirmary car. The only drawback about his name - apart from having to explain time and again that yes, his name really was The Doctor - was that people thought he was a medical doctor. Which, though he knew a fair bit about human anatomy, amongst other species, he was hardly qualified to give advice, let alone treat anybody. Thus, he lurked. Waiting for the room to become free, before he headed inside to see what the car held. The room was much as he would have predicted, with rows of beds to keep the injured and infirm cosy and warm and the bare necessities to keep the place ticking over, whilst delivering patient care. Speaking of patients... the covers of one of the beds shifted, and The Doctor realised that he was not, as he'd hoped, alone. "Are you alright up there?" he called, as he closed the space between them. Although he hadn't wanted to involve himself, he wasn't about to leave one of the passengers if they required help. He bounded up to the bed, grinning broadly, "so, what do we have here?" he said, as he appraised the patient with a critical eye. He lifted his medical chart from the end of the bed, "Finnick Odair - nice to meet you Finnick, I'm The Doctor," he said, his smile bright. "Technically not a doctor, but The Doctor," he supplied, "just call me Doctor, and what's wrong with you? Anything I can get for you? A doctor perhaps?" |