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snowblindrpg2017-01-16 06:50 pm
spoileralert) wrote in snowblindrpg2017-01-16 06:50 pm
[log] Did the devil say to you, you can make it through [closed]
Characters: Stephanie Brown, Zach Spencer, Alphonse Elric, Gabriel Grey, Greg House, Tony Stark, Stephen Strange
Location: The Hospital, 4th floor
Date: Night 199, Morning 200
Summary: A meeting about drugs
Warnings: Drugs
The hospital is eerie in its silence, and snow presses in against many of the windows, keeping much of it in sterile darkness. It still smells like a hospital; the antiseptic is fresh, and there isn't much dust. Someone must be cleaning it, and yet it's clear no one is here. The hospitalsital is four stories high with one basement, all connected via the elevator lobby and staircase. Unfortunately, the wall of the elevator lobby has been torn open all the way down, exposing it to the bitter air outside.
Floors four and three are identical, large waiting areas lined with rooms. There are seven four-bed rooms, ten two-bed rooms, eight split rooms, and two VIP rooms. Each room is in pristine condition, although not decorated, but all of the rooms have been obviously gutted of their electronic components with surgical precision. As it is, it seems more like a very peculiar hotel without all of the standard equipment you would find in a hospital. The nurse's base on each floor is essentially identical in design, although there are a few different things scattered on each that seem to vary day by day.
Location: The Hospital, 4th floor
Date: Night 199, Morning 200
Summary: A meeting about drugs
Warnings: Drugs
The hospital is eerie in its silence, and snow presses in against many of the windows, keeping much of it in sterile darkness. It still smells like a hospital; the antiseptic is fresh, and there isn't much dust. Someone must be cleaning it, and yet it's clear no one is here. The hospitalsital is four stories high with one basement, all connected via the elevator lobby and staircase. Unfortunately, the wall of the elevator lobby has been torn open all the way down, exposing it to the bitter air outside.
Floors four and three are identical, large waiting areas lined with rooms. There are seven four-bed rooms, ten two-bed rooms, eight split rooms, and two VIP rooms. Each room is in pristine condition, although not decorated, but all of the rooms have been obviously gutted of their electronic components with surgical precision. As it is, it seems more like a very peculiar hotel without all of the standard equipment you would find in a hospital. The nurse's base on each floor is essentially identical in design, although there are a few different things scattered on each that seem to vary day by day.
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[He shoves his Vicodin back in his pocket and picks up his mallet from the ground.]
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[ Why does everything suck?
She turns to Sylar. ]
We'd better catch up.
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[ He glances towards House. He didn't expect they'd just let him go off to some dangerous situation on his own. Then again, staying with House when he's clearly terrified of Al isn't going to work either. But they hadn't done anything here. And now Ed's gone, too. This is very frustrating. ]
All right, I guess. You can stop checking in with me, House. Wish I could do more. I've still got these for later, if Stark and Strange get stingy.
[ He raises his hand out of his pocket and shakes the bottle he's carrying, letting the pills clatter in the plastic. He turns around and heads towards the hospital. ]
Bye.
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[ She's confident enough about that to let him run off on his own. But also, she has a friend she needs to console. ]