|Temperance Brennan (tempemenot) wrote in wariscoming,|
@ 2011-01-09 17:43:00
|Entry tags:||simon tam|
Who: Brennan and Simon Tam
What: Brennan needs to be checked out
When: January 9th, Early Evening
Warnings: Should be none
Status: In Progress
Upon entering the complex, Brennan looked around the lobby at the people who were milling about. Most seemed to be on edge, scared. Something had happened, but for the life of her, the doctor had no idea what. Of course, she had missed the drama of the dead body showing up on the front step. Which was probably good, though she was bound to find out about it eventually. News travelled fast in small community settings and so as she searched the complex for the medical bay, Brennan began to hear whispers about the body, as well as receiving some curious looks. But she paid it no mind, Brennan was used to it.
Opening random doors, Brennan eventually came across the medical bay and thankfully there was someone there. Male, which meant it was probably the Simon Tam that Booth had mentioned to her.
"Dr.Tam?" Getting his attention, Brennan moved to the center of the room and nodded in greeting, only to hold her head and wince in pain. Right. Bad idea, "I'm Dr.Temperance Brennan. Agent Booth recommended you to me as I was just in a plane crash."
For her ordeal, Brennan was rather composed, but it was all she knew how to be. Especially as of late. But she was obviously banged up. Her face had contusions and bruises, not to mention the bruises and contusions under her clothing, cracked ribs and the like, hair in disarray. She then noticed the body of the deceased.
"I'm sorry, you're busy..." Because it was a fleshy body, Brennan had no real interest in the remains, though it made sense of the whispers she'd been hearing.