forum “How to Save A Life..” Remake Roleplay (read the description, please)

Started March 18, 2018 by @@CheezeJesus

tune

Briar, now changed into fresh scrubs sprinted down the hall to the room where her patient was. She was surprised to see Emilia following her interns.
“Emilia, were you put on this case, too?” Briar gave her a puzzled look.

She waved at Natalie as she rushed by. Emilia saw Briar and listened to her question. "No, but I heard them." She pointed at the two people that she had followed. "I wanted to know what happened. It seemed serious." Emilia ran to keep up with Briar.

"Are you alright Caroline? Need me to grab you food? Coffee? Something to else to drink?" He asked, already standing on his feet, albeit slightly unsteady.

"Third rejection of the week so far." she mumbled sadly. She noticed Oliver unsteady on his feet, and sat him down. "I'm going to get a coffee, won't be a minute."
She walked over to the coffee machine and made herself a big cup of black coffee, and walked back to the table.

Thomas emerged from the chapel into the hall, closing the lid on the tupperware. He headed to the cafeteria to throw away his napkins (and toy the idea of buying some M&M's), glancing briefly at Caroline and Oliver.

Oliver slumped back down on the table. "Keep your head up, Caroline. You're amazing at what you do. They're just scared." He encouraged, smiling sadly. Everyday here was an uphill battle, especially for the small group of young surgeons employed here. Oliver was always looked down and and misjudged, especially in his field of work.

Sure!)

Thomas kept his eyes on the two, hoping to make eye contact.

Natalie set the little girl down on a hospital bed. "Okay little one. What's your name?" The little girl looked up at her. "A-Anna." Natalie smiled. "Well okay Anna. I'm going to give you a check up. It won't hurt, I promise. Do you trust me?" Anna nodded. "Okay then."

She smiled at Oliver. "Thanks." She waved Thomas over and took a sip of the scalding liquid and cringed. She set down the cup and sucked in a breath of air, soothing her burnt tongue. She laughed at herself and was about to say something else to Oliver when her pager buzzed:
"Two months premature, room 344, the Kents."

“A Kid was injured in a car crash..he suffered a bit of head trauma but he’s stable. He has a few broken ribs and a fractured ankle. He’s gonna be fine..I hope..” Briar mumbled that last past under her breath. She pulled Emilia along by her arm, still explaining the dilemma. “One of my interns told me that his heart rate skyrocketed, so I’m worried he might go into cardiac arrest..”
“Wait! Hold on!” Briar veered left, Emilia still in tow and raced into the cafeteria in search of Oliver.

"Good luck." Oliver nodded, hearing the all too familiar buzz of a pager. He didn't have another surgery for an hour or so, giving him a short time to rest.

"Thanks again." She jumped to her feet and rushed to the elevator, hurriedly pressing the button for the third floor.

Emilia really had no choice but to follow Briar. "I'm sure he'll be fine. Little kids always survive the toughest times." That wasn't completely true, but it was something she often said to make her coworkers feel better. "Where are we going?" She asked, her wrist starting to hurt from Briar's tight grip.

Thomas began towards the second floor, then.
So, he thought. How to make a friend. Other than a room, that is.
Hah.

“Oliver!” Briar raced to his table, panting and glistening with sweat. Skidded to a stop in front of him.
“A patient of mine was in a car crash..his heart rate skyrocketed and now I think he’s going to go into cardiac arrest. He’s only four years old. Can you please come with me, I could really use your help.”

Natalie finished with Anna. She bent over and made eye contact with her. "Your arm is fractured and you havea concussion, and a few bad scratches, but other than that, you'll be fine." She patched Anna up and put her in a room under the supervision of a nurse, then went to eat. She went into the cafeteria and almost bumped into Briar. "Oops! Sorry!"

"On it. Take me to him." Oliver jumped out of his seat, sending a one last forlorn look at the coffee machine. He quickly followed Brair, anxiously mumbling to himself. "Four year old. Extra delicate cardiovascular system." He mumbled, tightening his ponytail.

Dove
17
girl
5'5"
She has short curly neon pink hair, chocolate colored skin, blue eyes, wearing a black lace top and distressed jeans, white sneakers, somewhere in between curvy and stick-straight

flirty, but gets embarrassed when others flirt with her, laughs at the worst times, nose buried in a book, experienced liar, obsessed with lemongrass tea and blueberry muffins, sings pretty good, terrible at sports except badminton, adopted by a gay couple, stands up for herself and others, never speaks unless spoken to.
Specially: Psychologist

Emilia shrugged and followed Briar and Oliver, finally free from the girl's grip. "Do you guys need me? If not, I should just go…"

Thomas sat down in the spinny chair in his less-than-likeably small office. He wasn't really sure why he chose oncology. It was times of silence, particularly in this room, that really got to his nerves. Oncology was lonely and sad.

“No..stay, we need you.” Briar gave her a tight smile and went sprinting down the hall once more until she made it to the ER, once again. She pulled back to curtain to her patient’s bay. and screamed. She put a shaking hand to her mouth and stumbled back.

Emilia, who had fallen behind Briar and Oliver, heard a scream coming from the room. "What?! What is it?! What happened Briar?" She scrambled up behind them.