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Sarissa ([info]ladyofsummer) wrote in [info]somerealityrpg,
@ 2020-01-07 09:44:00

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WHO: Sarissa and Sam Wilson
WHERE: Clinic
WHEN: Jan 7
WHAT: Checking out the clinic

Unlike some of the other people who'd been brought to Goodland, Sarissa was thrilled to be here. Yes, she was going to have to return home at one point - the seasons had to change at some point - but for the moment, she could allow herself to enjoy this respite from the endless court machinations, the threats on her life, and the constant attempts at manipulation.

It had been a long time since she'd been able to be Sarissa, and not The Summer Lady. Going back to nursing would give her the sense of normalcy she had lost when the Mantle had been forced on her. Besides, it would allow her to contribute positively here, and she'd always gotten some satisfaction from that.

She arrived at reception, where she gave her name. "I'm here to see Dr. Sam Wilson."


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[info]machinesrus
2020-01-08 09:13 pm UTC (link)
Sam might not have been that shocked by the flaying part. After all, he came from a place where the highest aspiration in his specific sub-field was to do human experimentation for the government. Medicine's ugly history sometimes extended well into the present, and he doubted the future would be free of it either. "Mine too," he admitted. "And most of the people here are human enough, even the ones that aren't. The rest, I'm trying to make sure we get some kind of medical records before we need them." As far as he could tell it was going okay, though of course he couldn't be sure until there really was an emergency and suddenly someone unexpectedly burst into flames on the operating table or something. "What sort of balance is your experience with research versus practical?"

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[info]ladyofsummer
2020-01-09 12:00 am UTC (link)
"Practical; most of my work was hands on working with patients," Sarissa replied. She had a warm, easy conversational style that interviewed well. The fact that the room seemed to brighten just a little every time she smiled didn't hurt.

"I did work with some MD/PhDs," she continued. "And I helped them gather data for their research. It's been a while since I ran my own studies, however."

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