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guppy_sandhu ([personal profile] guppy_sandhu) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2007-05-21 08:21 pm

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There are a pair of feet (socks, blue with bunnies) poking over the end of a sofa.

Attached to the socks is Guppy, who has his headphones in and is humming something that sounds suspiciously like 'The lion sleeps tonight'.

The doctor is in.

[personal profile] poisonwine 2007-05-21 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Belle sneaks over, grinning evilly. She hasn't noticed who the feet belong to yet, but, there are feet with no shoes, and she means to tickle them.

Sneaky Belle has come for your feet, Guppy!

[personal profile] poisonwine 2007-05-21 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Belle blinks and looks up. "Oh! Sorry Doctor." And she does look somewhat penitent. "Y' okay?"

[personal profile] poisonwine 2007-05-21 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
She chuckles and offers her handkerchief. "How y' been?"

[personal profile] poisonwine 2007-05-21 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"Tired, but not bad. Been a stressful week. Whacha been up to?"

She perches on the couch arm, smiling at him, head tilted.

[personal profile] poisonwine 2007-05-21 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
She grins. "That's sweet o' y'. Glad y' gettin' some time off, though workin' so hard befo'hand's no fun. Been gettin' at least a little sleep?"

[personal profile] poisonwine 2007-05-21 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
She nods at the first, looking sympathetic, the arching a delicate eyebrow at him. "Y' should get some sleep befo' y' play, den."

What is it with men and not sleeping?

[personal profile] poisonwine 2007-05-21 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
She nods and sighs. "I know how dat is."

Oh yeah, she knew really well.

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[identity profile] grandsuccess.livejournal.com 2007-05-21 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)

There is a young blonde girl standing at the end of his couch, watching him with a mix of concerned features. She would truly like to know how her friend is, but she knows Doctors are quite busy, thus getting so very little down time, so she can't figure out whether she should disturb him from the music or not.

[identity profile] grandsuccess.livejournal.com 2007-05-21 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"I..umm," she faltered, very much not watching the world around him shiver with pictures of a different world. "I met up a while ago, in the infirmary with Zhaan."

She rubbed one of her tennis shoes on the ground, but never looked away from him. "I was wondering if I could get an update on George's medical condition."

[identity profile] grandsuccess.livejournal.com 2007-05-21 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"I work with Zhaan, and the infirmary, sort of, but, no," Allie shook her head. "I'm not a relative."

[identity profile] grandsuccess.livejournal.com 2007-05-21 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Allie nodded when he remembered her suddenly, but added, in the way only nine years old could. "Yes. For now."

She nodded, again, at his words, her shoulders dropping as though to sigh when she didn't. "I have not seen them in days, but I will keep looking then."

[identity profile] grandsuccess.livejournal.com 2007-05-21 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Allie expression agreed to his question, even as she went on.

"I'm in training on work experience until I can locate an adult of similar powers who can supervise me."

She didn't think it would be that simple, not really, but was what Zhaan had said Doctor Simon had said she needed.

[identity profile] grandsuccess.livejournal.com 2007-05-21 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Allie's brow knit. It was still hard to be forthcoming with this. The events of her past has not made being known a good thing. And Bar was only still changing that very, very slowly.

"Many things," this was said with incredible softness, almost at a whisper.

Blinking, she clarified a small piece. "I want to help in the infirmary because I can heal people."