Doctor Carlisle Cullen (![]() ![]() @ 2009-04-07 21:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | arrival, carlisle cullen, complete, day five, tara maclay |
WHO: Carlisle and Tara
WHEN: Day 5, midmorning
WHAT: Carlisle's arrival
WHERE: The library
RATING: PG
STATUS: Complete
Carlisle sat behind his desk, his hand flying across the chart he was filling out and his eyes unfocused, seeing off to spaces unknown. Edward had been unheard from for a handful of days now, and even with Alice's vision, Carlisle worried. He'd heard from the grapevine that the Swan girl that had given Edward so much trouble was missing as well, and while he wanted to think the best of Edward, and generally did, he worried that the boy's nature might have gotten the best of him, and he'd hidden from the guilt. Needlessly, certainly, but that was the kind of thing that Edward might do. And so he worried, and Esme fretted. Emmett seemed unperturbed, though his wrestling partner was gone, Rosalie was Rosalie, Jasper was quiet as usual, and Alice was perfectly serene in knowing that Edward had found a place to be happy, and a girl stronger than any of them to keep him entertained. But still, Carlisle worried.
"Doctor Cullen to the Emergency Room, please. Doctor Cullen, Emergency Room..."
The voice over the intercom knocked Carlisle out of his revere, and he set down his pen and rose from his chair, straightening his tie compulsively as he walked to the door. But as he stepped over the threshold, the familiar walls of his hospital were gone. Replaced with the walls of a...library?
Carlisle looked around, aghast, and blinked a few times, sure that he'd come to his senses at any second. He was only worried, after all. But still, the vision didn't clear, and Carlisle began to realise what was going on. His cell phone came out of the pocket of his lab coat, but there was no signal. Then what could only be classified as a goblin popped up at his side, and shoved a journal and a key into his hand before disappearing again. What in God's name...?
There was someone in the stacks nearby, and so Carlisle approached slowly, pushing back his anxiety and giving the same calming, trustworthy smile that he bestowed on everyone he met. "Excuse me...Could you possibly tell me where I am?" he asked kindly, his golden eyes searching the person's face.