gwendolyn burke

Just a doctor with a passion for wine, fashion, and women.

[wtfhaiz-deactivated20200410]

Of course, Krystal had witnessed terrifying things happen in prisons, but she was never going to be one of the ones who started any of it. She didn’t feel like she was wrongly imprisoned, but she also wasn’t the type who would get at al violent; she was in for drug related reasons, and she wasn’t going to worsen the sentence by acting out and doing something stupid. Besides, this woman – and all of the other staff she’d seen so far – were way too nice to be given too much shit; at least so far, anyway. “I don’t see why you shouldn’t be! I mean, it’s only fair, right? You’re working your asses off, and there’s a hot tub right here…you deserve a shot at it too.”

[drgburke-blog]

Laughter echoed through the cafeteria at the woman's words. It was nice she was laid back and somewhat playful. A true breath of fresh air after what the doctor had been expecting coming into this job. "What I wouldn't give to climb in that hot tub right now." She sighed dreamily before chuckling. "After hours can't come fast enough. A hot tub with an incredible view is hard to find at most 5 star resorts and there is one at my work, I intend to make full use of it!"

[brokenspy]

It was odd thinking Dr Burke would only be incredibly busy if something bad were to happen; she kind of hoped such a thing never came about – it would kind of suck if there was some huge bust up, that sent her into overdrive. Whereas she was sure the chief of the medical wing was hoping for something to do, she couldn’t see her wishing for something all that bad. Who would?! “Yeah, I’m thinking you’re better off not being that busy! Slightly busy isn’t bad, but if you’re run off your feet…the prison is probably in some kind of deep shit.”

[drgburke-blog]

"Deep shit is not something any of us really need or want." The doctor replied with a smile. As much as she would enjoy being a tad busier it wasn't worth the possible headache for everyone around for something to occur in order to get that way. "I'll just stick to drug testing everyone often until we get a few more inmates in our midst, guards included." She winked playfully to the woman. "Have any inmates given you any kind of trouble?" Mere curiosity was piqued at this point. Everyone, aside from one woman who had already been transferred out, had been quite lovely which was a shock.

[ragingemerson]

Hectic. That was the best way to describe Charlotte’s morning. She’d blazed through her filing and had helped finalize the newest shipment of pain reliever. “Goddamn drunks,” she muttered as she fixed the current pain relievers. Alphabetical, labels out so they could see at a glance what they were dealing with. She hadn’t even eaten until the lunch bell rang. Charlotte grabbed a tray and accepted lunch, scanning the room for the most inconspicuous place to sit. Upon spotting Dr. Burke, she made her way over. “Got room for one more?” she asked shyly.

[drgburke-blog]

Glancing up from the file at the sound of a familiar voice caused a smile to grow. "Charlotte! Hello!" The doctor waved to the empty seat across from her. "I think one more can squeeze in." Hazel eyes glanced to the many empty seats with a chuckle. "How are you?"

[kgianakos-blog]

“Touché.” Katerina muttered with a light chuckle. “I’m here on official eating business, though.” Brown eyes scanned the area before falling back on Gwen. “I have complete faith that my comrades can do their job, and if not, it looks like I’ll have a mess to clean up upon my return… I just didn’t feel like cooking anything, and PB&J didn’t sound all too appetizing, even if a classic.” Her hands were shoved into the pockets in the side of her lounge pants. “But hey - I’ll gladly offer myself up as a dinner guest any time you’d like to actually cook something because two’s better than one, yeah?” She took a moment to admire the way glasses suited the other woman’s face with a sheepish grin. “And I certainly wouldn’t mind the company.” Clearing her throat, she motioned towards the food area with a smile. “I’m going to get something, though, and if you’re still here when I get back, I’d be happy to join you… That way you can put the charts away and actually enjoy the time off.”

[drgburke-blog]

"Official eating business is a good reason to be here. The food is amazing!" Understatement of the century. Platinum Bay had truly outdone themselves with the chefs hired on. The guards did all seem rather competent and there weren't many inmates to oversee currently which meant most were laid back. A brow arched at the mention of dinner and suddenly the blonde found herself craving a guest. "I would be more than happy to cook a meal for the two of us one evening! I can't promise it will be as delicious as what you're eating here but I would like to believe I surpass a PB and J." A playful wink was tossed out. A hand rose and waved towards the front of the cafeteria with a smile present. "Go! Get yourself food and then count your steps back to me."

[alexbensons-blog]

  She flashed the woman a nodding grin before she seating herself down, already placing what food she had upon the table before landing her her hand out in front “It’s great to meet you Gwen, I’m Alex” Light laughter seemed to roll around quick for the brunette as the very accurate comment passed along “Makes the fact i’m mostly here then anywhere else a hell of a lot better , if you ask me. Flexible hours will be a breeze if this is the food we’re being given daily, i mean-” Taking a quick bite before licking along her lips “Did they higher a five star chef, cause good job.— I can’t blame you, plus you found yourself a pretty fine set up”

[drgburke-blog]

Meeting people was a part of Gwens everyday job before the prison. Working as a trauma surgeon in a big city meant the woman was practically seeing a slew of new faces daily, too many to remember, but it was completely different than here. At Platinum Bay everyone she met brought a chance for a personal connection which was both terrifying and exillerating. "Flexible hours is a definite breeze in a play as beautiful as this." And she meant the island itself not the prison. However, the woman seemed intelligent so there was no need to explain further. Laughter rolled out at talks of the chef. "They did hire a few chefs, actually. They're all amazing! I swear I could eat in here everyday and not even care about the extra pounds I gain." Though she did exercise to prevent that. "So, Alex, what brings you to Platinum Bay?"

[karelleaddison-blog]

Karelle held an apple in her long fingers, squeezing it like a stress ball without ever biting into it. She was walking around aimlessly, a habit she picked up to keep herself busy when she saw Gwendolyn flipping through some inmate files. She approached her quietly. “Wait, hey, is that mine?” She asked, wanting to lean over but not daring. 

[drgburke-blog]

An unfamiliar voice caused hazel eyes to rise and hands to close the file in hand. Strange faces were something the doctor was used to from her previous line of work, along with curiosity about files, but legally nothing could be given out. "Yours is one of the new files I am going over, yes." A warm smile spread across her face. "I'm Doctor Burke." She offered a hand with the smile still present. "You must have arrived after I clocked out for the weekend."

[alexbensons-blog]

With her flexible hours, Alex was rather thankful for the the grub that was given out to staff member’s. It felt like an uncommon or rare occurrence to have a chef involved with a prison who could actually cook and made it edible. She was still new at here, so branching out was what seemed like the right plan for a guard on her lunch brake “Is this area taken or-” Clearly she didn’t wanna bother any other staff member, and it wasn’t that she cared to sit along, but it was worth a shot.

[drgburke-blog]

A voice caused the blonde to glance up from the file in hand. Ohh! Someone she had yet to meet! A smile stretched across her face as she nodded to the seat. "It's taken by you now." She joked with a small laugh. "I'm Dr. Gwendolyn Burke, but most people call me Gwen." People who weren't her patients anyway. "Sit! Eat! This food is far better than what I can cook at home which is exactly why I'm here on my day off."

[kgianakos-blog]

A rather large stretch shook Katerina’s body as she stood up with sleep in her eyes still. A day off was something that came few and far between for the workaholic, but she had been used to barely being able to sleep, let alone have time to herself… It was something she still had to get used to. Making her way into the facility for something to eat, she spotted the doctor posted up in the corner with a bunch of files. “Aren’t you supposed to turn it off on your day off?” An amused expression took over as she rounded on the woman’s location. It was a bit hypocritical, as she had spent plenty of days doing just that, but new home new take on life, right?

[drgburke-blog]

Dressed in a pair of skinny jeans, loose white silk blouse, dark framed glasses with light make up and glasses is how Katerina found Gwen. It wasn't often she had a chance to wear 'relaxing' attire so it was new but felt nice, none the less. A smile stretched across glossed lips at the sight of the brunette guard. "I could say the same for you." They were both at the facility when they didn't need to be. "It's rather troublesome to cook for one so I figured it was best to enjoy a meal here." Plus, the chef could undoubtedly cook better. "The files are just something to help pass the time. What about you? Why are you here? Don’t trust the other guards to do the job right?" She teased with a slight purr to her tone.

[drgburke-blog]

It was Saturday which meant Gwendolyn had the day off baring any complications at the prison. However, the blonde found herself without motivation to cook leading to a small trip to the facility to partake in the lunch offered. The Chef's in the kitchen were phenomenal and, well, could prepare things Gwen's mind hadn't even wrapped around. After getting food, the blonde tucked herself away in a corner to eat and look over the new inmate files. May as well do something productive to offset her laziness over cooking.

[msstevie-blog]

Her ears perked up to the sound of heels clicking down the hallway. Clearly, that wasn’t another inmate - or guard, for that matter. Turning to face the other woman, she nodded a bit with a small smile. “I’m still waiting to wake up and realize this was all an elaborate dream.” Because it honestly felt as such. “And it’s nice to meet you, Dr. Burke. I’m Stevie Davis, but I assume Davis would work? Perhaps Stevie. Either way, no, television isn’t the only thing I’ve gotten around to. It’s just very much appreciated.”

[drgburke-blog]

The amount of times inmates had referred to Platinum Bay as a dream of sorts bothered Gwen. While the facility was above and beyond it made the doctor wonder just what actually prisons were like. Surely they didn't treat the prisoners too terrible! Either way, it wasn't something the blonde could control so no point fretting over it. "Davis. Stevie. Whichever you prefer." A smile curled on lips. "It must be nice to have control over what is playing. I can't imagine when the place is filled with inmates everyone will agree on the same program." Which may lead to a few problems. "Either way, I'm pleased that you're settling in well. Transition and change aren't easy for some."

[kgianakos-blog]

A dopey grin made its way across her features as she shrugged. “I’ve got to do something to pass the time. I already made rounds - which were a cake walk - and there wasn’t anyone else I could bother. Counting just sort of happened.” Kat let out a light chuckle as she glanced in Gwen’s direction. “At least I didn’t go about avoiding the seems in the tile like I was originally going to do.” They weren’t exactly cracks yet, but one could never truly trust them with her mother’s back. Her grin turned up at the other woman’s quick admission to a little liquid sleep aid. “An excellent choice! I’m more of a beer drinker, but I reckon my body’s going to regret it in the future because yoga is not a thing.” She let out another chuckle as a hand came up to pat her stomach. “I do work out, though. It’s just more so clinical than spiritual.” Brown eyes took note of the woman’s appreciative gaze. “Where exactly are we heading again?” Her mind had been caught up in the other woman, completely forgetting what the task at hand was other than escorting her.

[drgburke-blog]

"You could visit with the inmates or other staff members to pass the time." Gwen nudged the woman's shoulder with her own gently. It wasn't as if the prison was over run with inmates and guards seemed to be aplenty at the moment, ready for an influx of convicts. "Beer isn't terrible but I find myself drawn more to wine." Always had been. Plus, red wine was actually good for a person if done in moderation... which she often over did. Hazel eyes slid down the woman's frame un-bashfully. "I don't see the beer becoming a problem for you. Your structure is exquisite." Probably not proper to say to a co-worker but whatever. It was the truth. "Just through the doors at the end of the hall and then to my office. You don't have to come any farther with me." In fact, they should probably not walk beyond the confines of those doors with one another at the moment. "However, I wouldn't mind getting together on one of your days off. It would be nice to have someone to talk to when I'm not here."

[vanityfeller-blog]

“Do I gotta pee in a cup?” Vanity laughed. “Cause I thought getting caught would be the worst part of my life, but that’s a whole other level.” She appraised the doctor as she spoke. It was becoming her policy to not piss people off until she absolutely had to, so right now it was all about playing nice. And it was definitely a good idea to be nice to the person who might be in charge of your health at a later date. Not that Vanity was expecting to need her, but still. “There’s a couple gals. People want their candy even behind bars,” Vanity shrugged. “Can’t complain.” 

[drgburke-blog]

The laughter caused the doctors smile to grow a bit. It was nice the inmates all seemed to have a wonderful sense of humor, all aside from the one who was just sent to another prison for her lackluster attitude. "Unfortunately for you peeing in a cup, a small follicle test, and a mouth swab will be required this go around. After this first test there will be urine tests if something is to pop up about drug use in Platinum Bay along with random mouth swabs." Basically, everyone was fine unless drugs were found in a cell... or that's how Gwen interpreted what was going to be happening. "Candy is vital to living." She chuckled. "I don't know what I would do without my chocolate fix." Chocolate and wine but the latter wasn't something to be mentioned. "I take it the guards are treating you well?"

[lclith-blog]

Lily was still in absolute shock that she ended up in prison. She had no criminal record to begin with and yet here she was, all because she had lost her temper. In a way she was glad because she was finally free of her father and brother, and would never receive any ill treatment like that again. She vowed to never, ever let another man touch or hit her. She vowed that she would come out stronger. She knew that she needed to toughen up for prison was no nursery ground. She walked through the corridors quietly, chocolate eyes sparkling as they scanned the halls and cell blocks for any form of life.

[drgburke-blog]

Dr. Gwendolyn Burke was leaving a meeting with the warden about new inmates and decided to walk through the prison on the way back to the medical wing. So far, the inmates had all seemed to be pleasant which left the blonde loving conversating with them. With a pep to her step she turned the corner only to find one of the newest arrivals. "Hello there!" She chirped with a small wave. "I was actually going to come find you later to introduce myself. I'm Dr. Burke." It was much easier for inmates to seek medical attention if they knew the doctors already, or that's what the training videos said. "How are you settling in?"

[msstevie-blog]

Surprisingly, everything had been going off without a hitch ever since Stevie was transferred to Platinum Bay. It was unexpected and very much unwelcome, but she embraced it relatively quick - as should anyone, really. It was literally a cake walk compared to other places AND they had their own rooms. Brown eyes scanned the common area of her cell block with amusement. No fighting over what to watch, as most could come to an agreement among a few people, and she had met the only other person in her block previously… They seemed to get along well enough. Arms folded beneath her chest as her gaze fixed on the television, not really paying attention to what was on. “I don’t even remember what it’s like to watch something that a million heads didn’t have to agree on. Another wonderful thing to get used to.”

[drgburke-blog]

Gwen Burke had yet to run drug tests on all new inmates. There really didn’t seem to be much of a point when some were brought in straight after court, or from other prisons, but the higher ups wanted them complete by the end of the week. Heels clicked down the hall towards a cell block where the doctor was informed Stevie Davis was spending a bit of time. Upon entering the words floated through ears causing a light chuckle. “It’s always nice to hear inmates find the place wonderful.” Even though it wasn’t her doing. “I’m Dr. Burke.” The blonde made her name known as she walked further into the cell block common area. “Hopefully, television isn’t the only thing you’ve been enjoying since your arrival?”

[vanityfeller-blog]

Getting the job at commissary wasn’t exactly ideal for Vanity, but it was better than nothing. And it was making the best of a bad situation, really. She liked the idea of being in charge, even if it was something small, and she much preferred it over cleaning floors or doing laundry. Dark eyes were intently focused on picking at a hangnail, until she heard footsteps approaching. She looked up. “What can I do for you, sweetie?” she questioned, the nickname slipping out as more a condescending habit than actual affection.

[drgburke-blog]

Gwen Burke had yet to run drug tests on all new inmates. There really didn't seem to be much of a point when some were brought in straight after court, or from other prisons, but the higher ups wanted them complete by the end of the week. Heels clicked down the hall towards commissary where the doctor was informed Vanity Feller would be spending the better part of the day. "Sweetie? That's a new one." She smirked. Hands rested in the pockets of her white jacket and blonde locks shifted from side to side with the shake of her head. "I just came to ask you to visit my office as soon as you're done with shift. I need to run your drug screening." At a hospital, Dr. Burke would ask if that was alright but here the inmate had no choice. "I can't imagine commissary is keeping you too entertained considering everyone has only just arrived." She stated merely trying to make a bit of conversation to get a better grasp on the woman’s personality. “Are you enjoying it?”

[brokenspy]

Being an overnight guard hadn’t bothered Lydia – not yet, anyway. She was willing to be as flexible as the prison needed her to be, and she was sure nothing would be too bad even on a nighttime…it had just seemed a little unnerving the first time around. But, at the end of the day, the guards were supposed to be the ones in power…so it would all be okay. “Oh, they were! If the inmates sleep on the same kind of beds each night, they’re damn lucky. If it weren’t for thinking hard about where I am, I’m sure I’d have slept like a baby,” She assured the other female, with a bright smile. “Oh, wow! That seems big,” The blonde’s stomach dipped slightly, as she considered bringing up her previous interest in medicine, but decided to let it drop. It was a little early on for that kind of judgement. “I guess you kind of want to hope you’re never super needed around here! I’d hate to think what kind of bust ups could happen.”

[drgburke-blog]

Unlike the night guards, Gwen had a home on the other side of the island with an amazing bed provided. Heaven was what she named it. "Personally, I think they're already lucky no matter how hard the beds are." The food was incredible, view breathtaking, and amenities beyond compare! "I suppose it is big." Though the prison wasn't filled with inmates at the moment so the job was rather easy. "A bust up would definitely change my pace for a few hours but I wouldn't wish it on anyone. The last thing we need right now are the few inmates we have trying to kill one another or guards."

[wtfhaiz-deactivated20200410]

It had been awhile since Krystal had resigned to her fate. She’d never known much outside of drug dealing prior to getting behind bars; it had practically been her life – what the hell else was she good at? Nothing, in particular. And as long as she was behind bars, it wasn’t like she could learn any new skills; she’d remain in jail, and then end up doing nothing forever, probably. So perhaps Platinum Bay was the fresh start she needed, although she loathed to admit it just yet. She’d try and get comfortable in the place, but the young woman wasn’t about to say that she needed it. “I have no intention to act out. Trust me. I just wanna do my time, you know? I’m not looking for trouble, with other inmates, guards, anybody…especially when the place is chill as fuck. I’d rather get hot tub privileges than solitary.”

[drgburke-blog]

"It's admirable to hear that." Most women in prisons weren't so laid back from what Gwen had been informed. In fact, friends had taken much time to show her articles of horrible acts occurring inside womens prisons to deter her from taking the job; it obviously didn't work. A smile remained on lips as they continued to speak. "The hot tub does look rather inviting." She mused before chuckling. "Hopefully, staff will be allowed to use the amenities as well."