Topic: Come into my parlor, said the doctor

Spider Savaris

Date: 2009-03-08 23:42 EST
Perhaps he hadn't picked the best day to submit an application, what with all the activity in the clinic. Desks seemed to have at least one patient at them at all times, and several in the waiting rooms of the departments he passed by. Maybe things would be calmer with administration. Then again that might be a false assumption; it was a paper-pushing department after all.

He bit the inside of his lower lip, wondering if they'd ask for an interview on the same day. His garments didn't exactly fit such a business-like task. A black leather jacket with a ring of rivets around both cuffs, a white undershirt that looked about two years lived in, and jeans that were probably once the color of the jacket that had now faded to a dishwater gray. They were, literally, the clothes on his back since he had arrived at this realm. Way I figure it, he thought, I can either put my training to use, assuming they take me, or I get stuck with some part-time gig at the docks shoveling seagull crap. He needed the money, that was a given, but something else nagged at his mind. Something told him that taking a chance on this was almost like a step in the right direction from....never mind.

He pushed open the door to the administrator's office, turning to the receptionist stationed behind her desk. "Excuse me, ma'am...." He spoke, trying to soften up his red eyes to his best extent. "I have an application to turn in, concerning any possible positions you might have in the ER. I wasn't sure if this was the department that handled that sort of thing, but I decided to try here anyways."

Ali al Amat

Date: 2009-03-10 21:38 EST
The Director's administrative assistant, Lorelei Ashcroft, looked every bit as harried as everyone else that day. With all of the issues swamping the clinic, every day was becoming a logistical nightmare, shuffling damage control from one region of the clinic to another. Papers were scattered across her desk, and her computer and phone were both screaming bloody murder at her. It was enough to make an elven princess cry for Mama.

Then she looked up and saw...a drow. Oh, of course it was a drow, because one of her kind's mortal enemies showing up holding out—was that an application?—in his grubby little fingers was the PERFECT way to end a horrible horrible horrible day.

She kept all of this from her face, naturally, because she was an elven princess and Mama taught her not to show weakness in front of an enemy. Instead, she smiled real big, showing perfect beautifully white teeth in her perfect beautifully lipsticked mouth.

"Sure!" she cooed. "You really need to talk to Humanoid Resources, but I'll be happy to take this for you!" And put it right through the shredder as soon as you're gone, she thought to herself, and smiled even bigger.

He just kind of stood there, so Lorelei made a show of looking the application over.

...which became less of a show, the further she read. He...was good. Really good. They needed someone like him...none of the surgeons rotating through the ER had his kind of triage experience in combat situations, where everything was a big bloody mess and every second counted. Someone who kept their cool under that kind of pressure...yeah, Ali and Doc Anya and HR were definitely going to want to see this.

Gosh darnit. She wasn't going to get to stab him in the back after all. She looked up at him. He was still gawping at her with his big red eyes.

"Yeah. Yeah, they're gonna want to talk to you asap." She leaned in to whisper "Hey...you, uh, might want to take a bath first before they bring you in for an interview, though."

Spider Savaris

Date: 2009-03-10 21:57 EST
"Oh.....right, suppose you have a point there." Perhaps hygiene hadn't been his strong suit recently. He made a note to locate a bathhouse somewhere in town. "Well, how soon do you think they can see me? I'm beddin' down at some place called the Red Dragon Inn for now....if they need some more time, they can reach me there. He flashed the elven receptionist a smile and stuffed his hands into his jacket pockets, strolling on out the door.

Out of eyesight, the drow's smile grew even more. Hot damn, he thought, it'll be nice to see some action for a change!