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#𝔼𝔻-𝕔𝕠𝕨𝕓𝕠𝕪𝕤- an independent and semi selective duo roleplay for Cheif Attending Michael 'Robby' Robinavitch and night shift Attending Doctor Jack Abbot from the HBO Max 's show  The Pitt. Crossover, other fandom, OC and duplicate friendly. penned by Ciara (she/her, 30+).

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𝕄𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤: @bruisedconscience ○ @alwaysxinxtrouble ○ @drmckayera ○ @pittresilience ○ @equallibrium ○ @hacker-codeq ○ @troubledmedic ○ @multimedics ○ @vcmpiredctor

ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘: This blog contains mature content and language 21+ advised. Personals DNI

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New tag drop

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Name change

Rabbit-bitxh -> ED-cowboys

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After making yet another side blog I had a thought. Been tentatively bringing my abbot from discord over to tumblr and made him a side blog but I thought why keep him separate when he and robby can share a space.

Would anyone be interested in interactive with Jack if I made this blog a duo muse blog?

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You da best fr ❤️❤️

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Happy birthday!!! July bdays for the win XP

Leos for the win baby

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omg happy birthday!!!!

You are all so nice lordy xD I love you all

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THE ROBBY TO MY LANGDON I love you happy birthday my darlinggg <3

Yasss our boys i love them so much and I love You thank you :3

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Happy birthday!

Yall are the best fr thank you thank you. I'm an old ass woman now xD

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I love you so much thank you ❤️❤️❤️

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happy birthday!!!!!!!

Thank you my friend🥰

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Happy Birthhhh >:3c

Thank friend :3

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"Almost tempted to disagree, but for once you are right. My bias is really showing here, maybe we stick to work rather than standing around stroking your ego." He mused, offering a small smirk. It was no secret out of the ED attendings Robby was the hardest to get along with, he was sure plenty of department heads had their horror stories of having to deal with him either pushing orders off onto them or sending patients up without approval. It was almaot worth the fact he was the one ED attending that didn't get pushed around by the other departments out of fear for what Robby could do to them.

Maybe he just had a soft spot for young well to do med students that actually showed promise and cared about the job just as much as he did.... well, both things can be true.

"The fact you would even offer is why you are my favorite." He mused, handing the file off to Bill as he rounded the patients bed side to get a look at his vitals.

"Yeah... theres the thing. Any seasoned attending would tell you never to answer the page until you get the scans." Robby admitted, offering a guilty looknas he turned to look at Bill. "But since you've already started your assessment, looks Ike mister Walsh is Neros brand new patient and a fast track to a bed upstairs."

Robby shrugged a bit as he laughed. "Sorry, hate to pull it on you, but I really need beds cleared." He added, glance back to Bill as he stepped up to examin the patinet. "Low grade fever and intermittent aphasia."

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"Ah-haha, don't go getting cute. Theres no helping chairs." Robby admitted with a tense huff, seemed anytime they were making headway out there more priority boarders from the ambulance bay would come in and disrupt the flow.

But one had to imagine chairs as conquerable otherwise you'd never make it through a shift.

"Oh, come on. You are already here, have the chart in your hands and everything." He stated, gesturing towards the tablet. It wasnt his proudest move but in the interest of getting more critical back from chairs they had to move these stable unclaimed patients out. He didn't have time for the ICU, Ortho, or Surgery to try and tell them they didnt have any beds.

They all knew that was a damn lie.

Robby huffed a laugh, following Bill to the door as he glanced back at the patient. "Okay, name your price."

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A confused look crossed Robbys features as he looked from Jonathan to the patient being wheeled into trauam one. The man hadn't been in the building for more than two or so minutes, it was almost hard to believe in that time Jonathan had come up with a diagnosis to justify the use of the quarantine protocol.

"Are you talking about the young man that was just brought in two minutes ago?" He asked, cocking a brow at the attending with a scoff of a laugh. "You are good Doctor Reid but not that good, I'm not triggering a quarantine call until the patient has been properly triaged."

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"I am listening, and I am noting your concern despite the fact you have not made first contact with the patient to defend this argument of yours." Robby stated simply, steepling his hands together as he gestures towards Jonathan.

"I'm sure I don't have to remind you how assuming Zebras when there are none... helps no one. It winds up the staff and concerns the patients. None of which we need, not with our patient approval ratings already in the toilets. Which is normally something I don't care about but if you case a panic where its not needed its not you that gloria will be bitching to."

"And I am telling you I am chief attending, I am not letting an all call go out before we have tests back and its reportable, gut feelings not enough here." He stated in a firm tone as he grabbed a tablet from the docking station, ready to divert to another patient only to be cut off as Doctor Reid insisted once more. A hardened look crossed his features as he glared at the other.

"Dana move the patient in five to quarantine." Robby grumbled out to the charge nurse. "Issue the PPE protocols."

"For what, christ whats the kid got?" Dana questioned as she grabbed for the red phone.

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The response brought annoyance to the surface, if they didn't have a point he would have happily made his position clear, but he wasn't here as the cheif attending, or even a doctor. "Sorry, just... will you take me to him, is he okay?" He asked trying to keep his tone low and even as he followed the doctor back through the winding halls to a Frank dimly lit room.

The soft overhead lamp exposed how frale and small the senior resident look. How bad had he let it get that he didnt notice how small Frank had become until this moment, the pillow looking like it could swallow him up effortlessly.

"Christ." He breathed, stepping forward to make his way over to Franks bed side, to take his hand. "How much blood did he need transfused?" He questioned, thumb soothing over his knuckles as he spoke.

"His pulse-ox is down... it must have been a lot.."

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"Thirty-three... fucking Christ..."

He knew when he was carrying him into the ED how bad it was and yet he couldn't stop himself from forcing his mind to only think about the positives and perhaps less on the idea that he'd never see Frank again or worse. That he would but nothing would ever be the same between them ever again.

Then again, he had thought that about rehab and look where that got them..

A soft breath rasped out of the attending as he kissed Franks knuckles, holding his hand close to try and offer the other comfort. Why hadn't he pushed harder, why did he let Frank live in this delusion everything would be okay? Maybe at one point he believed it himself, but when had life ever worked out like that for him?

"And the baby?" He asked, but he already knew the answer, there was no way that amount of blood held hope for the baby to be okay. Yet still he looked to the doctor with hope, seeing that solem look on their face...

"Right... of course. Fuck..."

Robby took to the stool, letting his head rest against Franks bed with a tired sigh. "Just... just do what you need to to make sure he's okay. Thats all I care about."

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Don't let him regret this...

A soft sigh parted Robbys lip as as John pinned the badge to his shirt. As nervous as it made him a part of him was excited to show his son off, as if he needed a reason, orna time of day really to steer the conversation into gushing about John. He was sure his coworkers must be sick of it at this point.

"Good, take this it'll make you look offical." Robby mused as he handed John a clipboard, smirking to the other as he wrapped an arm around John to lead him back towards the central holding area.

"Tell you what, I'll let you take a history." Robby mused, offering a small smirk as his gaze landed on Mark, walking over to pull the patient chart from his hands to pass it over to John. "My shadow is going to help you take a history."

Robby shrugged out of his white coat, grabbing Johns arm before he stepped into the patients room, handing it off to the other as well. "They trust the white coat."

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Robby offered his attending a kind smile, not exactly Hippa regulated but John could pass for a very young med student. He doubted Mark would go running to Morgenstern to till him of his tresspasses, though keeping it on mind they better steer clear of Benton for the rest of the shift. Seemed Benton had it out for him, or at the very least strongly assumed he was no good at his job.

"Ought to train em young, that way I can get to retirement sooner." Robby mused, wrapping an arm around his son. "If you were smart you'd have Rachel in here scrubbed up and ready to assist." He joked, winking at Mark.

Glancing over to John, Robby rubbed at his arm. "You are going to do great okay, just follow Doctor Greenes lead." He mused, letting the other go to let John follow tentatively behind Mark to his patients room. "Don't touch anything just the history!"

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"Robin?" An amused smile pulled across Robbys lips as he stepped into the exam room, it felt odd seeing her in this light, almost wrong. She didn't belong under these harsh lights only the warm natural glow of the sun far far away from this building.

"Well, wasn't expecting this was hoping I'd never have to run into you at work." He mused, badging into the terminal as he put his glasses on.

"What brings you in today?"

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"I think the coffee shop is more our speed." He mused, offering a quick, tight-lipped smile as he types a few things into the chart just from his visual examination.

The way she held her bruised and battered hand to her chest let him know at least what he would be working with. "Yeah, looks like you got yourself a nice bruise there, and the swelling is telling me perhaps its a little serious." He mused, pulling on a pair of gloves as he took to the stool, rolling over to her bedside.

"Let me get a look here, how the pain on a scale of one to ten, one being a headache and ten being a crushed femur."

Robby glanced over the rim of his glasses as he took her arm delicately, using gently pressure around the swelling to feel any obvious break.