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"...think you get off on this bullshit?! I got news for you, asshole, we don't work in a fucking restaurant! This is a goddamn hospital, you can't just space out on a fucking order and return the plate if the customer don't like what he gets! I am warnin' you, Feeney, I catch you working one of my patients again and you don't fucking call me before you put a needle in his goddamn vein? I will do worse than have your fucking job, I will shove my foot so far up your ass you'll be puking up my goddamn shoelaces, am I clear?"
"...I'm sorry, Dr. Callahan. Please, I'm sorry..."
Cain shoved the chart in his hand back into the male nurse's hands as hard as he could without the guy pressing charges. "Goddamn right you are. Get the fuck outta my sight 'fore I do something monumentally stupid. That shit's contagious today, I swear to fucking Christ."
The nurse walked away, pale and breathless while the rest of the nurses on the floor stared at him, many openly gaping.
"What is this, a goddamn circus? Get the fuck back to work, all of you." Cain snarled, still seething but far more quietly this time.
As activity slowly resumed again, Cain's attention was drawn by a tiny round of applause from beyond the counter. Looking up, he saw his sister clapping, a broad grin on her face.
"Look at you, then!" Valkyrie giggled as he stalked towards her, emerging from the nurse's station to accept an eager hug from the tiny brunette. "What was it this time, someone give your patient scratchy sheets?"
"No, Levaquin." Cain grunted, holding her tight as she flung herself into his arms. He shut his eyes, taking a couple deep breaths to try and calm himself down...which was easier with an armful of sunshine.
( the day to day can become such a grind...the mediocre can make you lose your mind... )
((OOC: Feel free to find Cain with his sister, either enjoying her company over coffee or lunch...or yes: walking down the street with a passive young woman waving cheerfully at your muse while slung over Cain's shoulder. Otherwise, Cain can also be found alone after lunch, probably heading back towards the hospital.))
"...I'm sorry, Dr. Callahan. Please, I'm sorry..."
Cain shoved the chart in his hand back into the male nurse's hands as hard as he could without the guy pressing charges. "Goddamn right you are. Get the fuck outta my sight 'fore I do something monumentally stupid. That shit's contagious today, I swear to fucking Christ."
The nurse walked away, pale and breathless while the rest of the nurses on the floor stared at him, many openly gaping.
"What is this, a goddamn circus? Get the fuck back to work, all of you." Cain snarled, still seething but far more quietly this time.
As activity slowly resumed again, Cain's attention was drawn by a tiny round of applause from beyond the counter. Looking up, he saw his sister clapping, a broad grin on her face.
"Look at you, then!" Valkyrie giggled as he stalked towards her, emerging from the nurse's station to accept an eager hug from the tiny brunette. "What was it this time, someone give your patient scratchy sheets?"
"No, Levaquin." Cain grunted, holding her tight as she flung herself into his arms. He shut his eyes, taking a couple deep breaths to try and calm himself down...which was easier with an armful of sunshine.
( the day to day can become such a grind...the mediocre can make you lose your mind... )
((OOC: Feel free to find Cain with his sister, either enjoying her company over coffee or lunch...or yes: walking down the street with a passive young woman waving cheerfully at your muse while slung over Cain's shoulder. Otherwise, Cain can also be found alone after lunch, probably heading back towards the hospital.))
