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skipped3rdgrade (skipped3rdgrade) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-06-02 20:47:00

Current mood:	amused
Entry tags:	!complete, andy gallagher, day 09, lexie grey, location: gym, open, remy lebeau

Day 9: Noon or there abouts
Who: Lexie Grey, Gambit, and OTA to anyone who wants to stop by
What: Introductions?
Where: The Gym
When: Noon or there abouts, Day 9
Rating: PG
Status: Complete

While the morning had been kind of busy (one case, lots of journal writing, and a brave Lexie nesting in a back closet); Lexie knew that nothing she had dealt with medically here could really compare to her experiences at Seattle Grace. Though, nothing she had dealt with here really compared to anything else at SGH. Back home people didn't die unless they were patients. People didn't get abducted. People didn't act insane unless someone needed to order a psych consult. In all honesty, Lexie was starting to feel like she needed a psych consult.

Opening up a questionable bottle of rubbing alcohol, Lexie set her attention to wiping down the exam area. It was a routine task, and something that needed to happen to keep the place sanitary. While she would have never had to do it back home, finding herself in the nitty gritty was a glorious distraction for the surgeon. "Last night I dreamed of San Pedro," she sang quietly, the towel she was wiping with staying nice and white, which was exactly what she wanted.

"La Isla Bonita," she continued, words failing in places not because she didn't know them but because she kept distracting herself. She was thinking of how completely wrong it was for her to refuse to make 'house calls' Then there was the whole thing with Dean. Why was he asking about her freckles, anyway? That was weird. Really weird. Chewing her lip she turned her attention to the other would-be exam table, wiping it down just as carefully.

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brain_ninja
2009-06-08 02:42 pm UTC (link)

"Ah, yeah then to each their own, 'cause I'm all about the red...or the purple, those are pretty awesome, too," he replied. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other and then took another step back.

But then Lexie poked at him about his stench and the shower he'd completely forgotten about, so wrapped up in the thoughts he didn't want to be thinking. "Right, shit, yeah thanks," he replied, shaking his head in annoyance with himself. Maybe a shower would feel so good that he'd be able to forget. Besides, he highly doubted Lexie would be inclined to follow him into the shower, so he could kill two birds with one stone - getting clean again and being alone.

"Lead on, peaches," he said with another small smile, gesturing forward with one hand and taking a few steps toward her again.

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skipped3rdgrade
2009-06-11 09:32 am UTC (link)

"Orange, Purple, Red, yellow," She raid with a grin, ranking her favorites. "You can keep the green ones all to yourself."

She was ducking through the doors then, on her way down the hallway past the locker rooms. she came to the door, it's split down the middle quite pronounced. "And here we have," she said, beating out a drum roll on the frame, "Casa del Lexie." Turning the handle she revealed the shelf lined room, the window above casting a fair amount of light on the small space. She'd already cleared out a small portion of the supply lined walls for her things (though, the term supplies was used loosely as mostly there was just paper plates, streamers, and cups.)

Standing on tip-toe she retrieved the plastic carton that held her shampoo and soap. "Now, if you just imagine a second," she paused, turning, "Bed there, maybe one of those oil lamps that Ianto said he could make over there, maybe I'll snatch up Velvet Elvis from the thrift store.." She was trying to make light of the situation as she showed off her humble abode.

"Not too bad for a supply closet, huh?"

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