Hela is dying inside (go_to_hel) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-08-17 22:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, hela odinson, james wilson |
Who: Dr. Hilja Död and Dr. James Wilson
What: Cold bodies and wet ink
When: August 17/ mid-morning
Where: Orange County Hospital ICU
Rating: PG
Status: Completed
The makeup under her eyes caked on a little thicker than normal. After the sleepless night spent amongst piles of unopened boxes and a mattress with a large black dog that mirrored his mistress’ irritation from cross country ride and endless procession of movers, whom where late, loud, and lazy to the point that the brunette had thrown them out of the house before they could start to assemble anything. Her dress clothing was mercifully spared the indignity of wrinkles as she had packed them with essentials in an overnight suitcase bag. She forced back a yawn behind her clipboard then put on the professional face of neutrality for the doctors, orderly and patients alike. After all this was her first day as a corner for Orange County and Hela was determined not to let a bunch of knuckle dragging watchless Neanderthals ruin her day.
As she walked through the hospital through the hallways and corridors to the office receptionist gave her, Dr. Hilja Död’s own memories of her first hospital came rushing back to her, but she brushed the thought away her eyes scanning over the case on the clipboard. The deceased had died after a long-term illness in the care of a doctor so all she would need to spare the family from playing a grotesque game of keep away with the OC Corners Office and the resulting autopsy from being performed and being able to release it to the funeral home was the attending physician’s signature: A James Wilson M.D. in Oncology department. When at least she found the office and the plaque that matched the name listed, she wrapped her knuckles on the door frame before stepping in.
"Doctor James Wilson, I presume?"