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fear_noevil"...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.
Said sunshine rubbed his back for a few moments, just letting him hang on while he waited for his blood pressure to drop, settling her chin comfortably on his shoulder. "I take it that's bad?"
"Not if you enjoy a third degree sunburn from a fucking antibiotic." he groused, finally drawing back to scowl down at her before jerking his chin. "C'mon, lemme grab my coat 'n we'll go eat."
Valkyrie waited patiently as Cain stopped by his office to trade his lab coat for his leather jacket before he left the hospital with Kiki on his arm. Lunch with his sister wasn't uncommon now that they were finding a routine, and thus far Siren Cove had been pretty kind to both of them. She was loving her work with the local PD, and the hospital was treating Cain well.
At least when the nurses did their goddamn jobs...
"So, you gonna tell me about it, Grumpy Cat?" Valkyrie finally prodded as they emerged from the hospital and started walking. His car was in the garage, but walking together was something they were both loving about the New England weather: they didn't see much of the seasons in the city until the snow hit, then it was miserable. Here, there was actual autumn, and Kiki never stopped squealing about watching the damn leaves turn.
Cain sighed, then shrugged, tugging his arm out of hers to drape it across her shoulders amiably. "Got a cardiac patient with a bronchial infection. I didn't admit the patient, but I was on rotation when another guy caught him...Feeney was workin' the floor, too. Patient confirmed a Levaquin allergy, verbally, and what's Feeney do? Doesn't enter it on the fucking chart. Pulmonary guy looks him over, finds the infection...doesn't find the allergy and prescribes Levaquin. Hit the patient on my rounds about half an hour after Feeney started the drip."
"How serious is it?"
"It ain't good for tachycardia, that's for goddamn sure." he groused, looking down to make sure he stepped on a leaf in the middle of the sidewalk, inordinately pleased with the way it crunched under his shoe. "He didn't get the full dose, so here's hopin' there's no reaction...but if there is? We're lookin' at severe skin rashes. He'll start sloughing skin...and it's gonna hurt like a fucker. And it could happen to my fucking patient 'cause that douchebag motherfucker got lazy on a chart. Ain't the respiratory guy's fault, he didn't know. But it's fucking unnecessary shit, Keeks. Seriously, why the hell can't anyone take their fucking jobs seriously? It ain't retail, it's fucking medicine."
Valkyrie sighed a little, leaning into him a little. She was a warm, slender weight as her feet shuffled quietly next to his.
"Cain, love...I don't think anyone takes their job as seriously as you do." she assured him softly. "You care too bloody much, and it's one of the reasons people love your ugly, crabby ass."
Cain turned to watch her for a few moments as they walked down the street, then in spite of himself, he plugged into his power to look at her aura. When the colors swelled to life, it was full of gentle rose and sunny yellows...and where it met her body, that rich, nutty brown of truth that did more to dampen his anger than anything could.
"You're a goddamn liar." he still insisted, but without conviction as he leaned down to kiss the top of her head.
Snuggling against him with a smile, Valkyrie just grinned up at him. "And you truly are an ugly bugger."
Rolling his eyes with a scowl, Cain disconnected from his power...then crouched and scooped Valkyrie up to sling her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, earning him a shrill, happy little shriek as she tried to wriggle out of his grip.
"Cain! Cain! I'm an officer of the law, you son of a bitch, put me down!"
"Yer off duty, and I'm buying lunch...fuck you, I do what I want."
"Ass."
"Bitch."
"Wanker."
"Brat."
"...bollocking shitbags." Valkyrie finally sighed as she gave up fighting.
((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.
Said sunshine rubbed his back for a few moments, just letting him hang on while he waited for his blood pressure to drop, settling her chin comfortably on his shoulder. "I take it that's bad?"
"Not if you enjoy a third degree sunburn from a fucking antibiotic." he groused, finally drawing back to scowl down at her before jerking his chin. "C'mon, lemme grab my coat 'n we'll go eat."
Valkyrie waited patiently as Cain stopped by his office to trade his lab coat for his leather jacket before he left the hospital with Kiki on his arm. Lunch with his sister wasn't uncommon now that they were finding a routine, and thus far Siren Cove had been pretty kind to both of them. She was loving her work with the local PD, and the hospital was treating Cain well.
At least when the nurses did their goddamn jobs...
"So, you gonna tell me about it, Grumpy Cat?" Valkyrie finally prodded as they emerged from the hospital and started walking. His car was in the garage, but walking together was something they were both loving about the New England weather: they didn't see much of the seasons in the city until the snow hit, then it was miserable. Here, there was actual autumn, and Kiki never stopped squealing about watching the damn leaves turn.
Cain sighed, then shrugged, tugging his arm out of hers to drape it across her shoulders amiably. "Got a cardiac patient with a bronchial infection. I didn't admit the patient, but I was on rotation when another guy caught him...Feeney was workin' the floor, too. Patient confirmed a Levaquin allergy, verbally, and what's Feeney do? Doesn't enter it on the fucking chart. Pulmonary guy looks him over, finds the infection...doesn't find the allergy and prescribes Levaquin. Hit the patient on my rounds about half an hour after Feeney started the drip."
"How serious is it?"
"It ain't good for tachycardia, that's for goddamn sure." he groused, looking down to make sure he stepped on a leaf in the middle of the sidewalk, inordinately pleased with the way it crunched under his shoe. "He didn't get the full dose, so here's hopin' there's no reaction...but if there is? We're lookin' at severe skin rashes. He'll start sloughing skin...and it's gonna hurt like a fucker. And it could happen to my fucking patient 'cause that douchebag motherfucker got lazy on a chart. Ain't the respiratory guy's fault, he didn't know. But it's fucking unnecessary shit, Keeks. Seriously, why the hell can't anyone take their fucking jobs seriously? It ain't retail, it's fucking medicine."
Valkyrie sighed a little, leaning into him a little. She was a warm, slender weight as her feet shuffled quietly next to his.
"Cain, love...I don't think anyone takes their job as seriously as you do." she assured him softly. "You care too bloody much, and it's one of the reasons people love your ugly, crabby ass."
Cain turned to watch her for a few moments as they walked down the street, then in spite of himself, he plugged into his power to look at her aura. When the colors swelled to life, it was full of gentle rose and sunny yellows...and where it met her body, that rich, nutty brown of truth that did more to dampen his anger than anything could.
"You're a goddamn liar." he still insisted, but without conviction as he leaned down to kiss the top of her head.
Snuggling against him with a smile, Valkyrie just grinned up at him. "And you truly are an ugly bugger."
Rolling his eyes with a scowl, Cain disconnected from his power...then crouched and scooped Valkyrie up to sling her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, earning him a shrill, happy little shriek as she tried to wriggle out of his grip.
"Cain! Cain! I'm an officer of the law, you son of a bitch, put me down!"
"Yer off duty, and I'm buying lunch...fuck you, I do what I want."
"Ass."
"Bitch."
"Wanker."
"Brat."
"...bollocking shitbags." Valkyrie finally sighed as she gave up fighting.
((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.))
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Date: 2014-10-03 06:40 pm (UTC)He side-stepped the couple, smiling over their easy cursing.
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Date: 2014-10-03 06:58 pm (UTC)"OW! Bitch, you're askin' for a wet willy." Cain warned, wheezing a little as he bent and let her slide safely off his shoulder.
Instead of answering, while Cain caught his breath, Valkyrie licked her index finger and stuck it right in his ear, earning her another fresh string of profanity.
"Thanks for the distraction, mate!" she called out to the other man cheerfully. Finally glancing over his shoulder, Cain saw the other man and scowled, but there was no heat in it as he nodded to him in greeting.
"'Sup? Sorry my sister's a mouthy little shit."
Valkyrie stuck her tongue out at Cain in retaliation.
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Date: 2014-10-03 07:02 pm (UTC)"Eh." He looked everywhere but at them. "I'm fine, fine. Just enjoying the enterta- if I can call it that. Carry on doing whatever you were ..doing."
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Date: 2014-10-03 07:11 pm (UTC)Cain yelped, then glared at Valkyrie and bent to wrap an arm around her waist, lifting her off of it and setting her on the ground again.
"I hate your ass."
"No, you don't!"
Growling, he kissed the top of her head, then moved to offer the man his hand. "Cain Callahan, I work up at the hospital. Good to meet ya."
He paused, glancing at Valkyrie over his shoulder. "Happy, brat?"
"A bit, yeah."
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Date: 2014-10-03 07:17 pm (UTC)Luke shook his hand. "Luke Nimes. Not working ri- from tonight on making cocktails at Watersong, but more well-versed in the world of technology. Although making cocktails is a technology as well."
He pulled a vegan chocolate bar out of his shirt pocket and offered it to the woman. "I have this, if you're really hungry?"