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@ofcardiology
❝ 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝑺𝑵𝑶𝑾𝑭𝑳𝑨𝑲𝑬 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝑵𝑨𝑴𝑬. ❞
# OFCARDIOLOGY ⸻ independent and selective single muse roleplay blog featuring ZAYNE / LI SHEN from LOVE & DEEPSPACE, as adored by 𝑱𝑨𝑰𝑫𝑬𝑬 ( they / she ). new to tumblr rpc. low / sporadic activity. multiship, oc, and anon-friendly. EST. APRIL 2025.
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pokes my head in here . . .
𝙿𝚁𝙴𝚅. ⸻ @ofcerberus
He makes a disapproving noise. “You’ve got it backwards. Repressing pain like this—with how often you are receiving them from Wanderers—will only do you more harm than good. You’ll activate your sympathetic nervous system, which can lead to a weakened immune response and slower healing. The opposite of what you want, yes?”
Zayne fixes her with a hardened stare, not out of hostility, but of one that was certain in his words and expertise.
“To answer your question,” he says while pushing his glasses up his slender nose, “I would simply like to have a better understanding of my patients before I can effectively treat them.”
He crosses one leg over the other as he continues to speak, this time deferring control to her.
“There is nothing stopping you from allowing this to run its due course and risk agitation, or I can administer a stabilizer. It’s your body. But if we’re to avoid future run-ins with the Association, I’d recommend the latter.”
𝙿𝚁𝙴𝚅. ⸻ @ofcerberus
The nib of his pen can be heard as he scribbles onto the official medical documentation placed atop his clipboard. “That can be promised,” he nods, “just avoid any dire altercations with the law and you’ll be fine.”
Pushing back on his chair to retrieve a tall assessment monitor, Zayne continues speaking in that composed but neither icy cold nor overtly warm voice of his. “I’m going to check your vitals now. Please sit still for me.” His gaze remains trained on the holo-interface of the device as it reads her core vitals alongside the more advanced ones such as neural activity.
“Heart rate elevated… Cortisol levels spiked…”
A beat comes and goes before he tears his gaze away from the monitor’s screen to address Moby.
“It’s clear you’re in a considerate amount of pain, though you’re pretending otherwise. Why is that?”
He tilts the display towards her, the pulsating red trace of the wound glowing intermittently like a heartbeat.
@ofcardiology, cont'd.
moby's quick to withdraw her arm from his grasp the first time he reaches out. when she realizes how pathetic that might come across -that she might be wary of a human- moby makes a quick recovery and pretends she was... simply making herself more comfortable, adjusting herself. her skin prickles at his touch. she doesn't have much experience with doctors, often going out of her way to avoid them or anyone that might try to exploit her physiology, but... was it normal for their hands to be so frigid? the office wasn't even that chilly.
she realizes then that she knows next to nothing about the man in front of her. the association claimed he was "best of the best" but that didn't matter when she didn't trust them either. moby recoils and tugs at her arm.
"a wanderer." the answer is plain, to the point and it doesn't seem like she plans on elaborating further. it's bad enough the shifter flays her arm and alarms the association's concerns over their latest asset but worse yet-- "s' just not healing as fast as i'm used to. just wrap it up and it'll put itself back together." eventually. "gotta eat more is all."
Zayne was no stranger to stubborn patients. He’s learnt how to wield patience over the years, and he was not oblivious to the distrust towards him she was clearly displaying. But nevertheless, a crease forms between his brow at this song and dance he was all too familiar with regarding Moby whenever she was sent to his office.
“And here I thought you brought me in because I was the medical professional.” His words didn’t come with a malicious bite— just a tad dry yet concerned and seemingly obscured by an authoritative smoothness. A practiced ease added another layer to his words, like he’s dealt with far worse patients and still demonstrated his capability.
“This will take more than simply ingesting food to recover from,” he continues, “and I can assure you I can see to it that it heals properly. You’re in good hands.”
He pulls up a rolling chair to sit in, clipboard now in hand with a click of his sleek fountain pen accompanied by a slightly softened tone. “Now, you can allow me to help, or we can continue playing this game until it becomes worse. I’d rather not have to explain that to the Association.”
A small pause follows.
“It’s your choice, Moby.”
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“We both know I’m hardly your best patient. Just say you saw me and sign me off so I can go home.” Moby picks at her wound with a claw, disgruntled at the way it hasn’t closed yet. Ordinarily she would have healed already. It’s still something she’d rather take care of herself but the association had all but insisted she go to the hospital and see Zayne. She sighs and wipes the black blood on her pants. “Your afternoon will go by a lot smoother.”
“And you and I both know this is not a matter of whether or not my afternoon will go by smoother if I just simply leave you—a clearly wounded patient—be.”
Zayne gets up from his office chair, making a couple quick strides to his dismissive patient. “Here, let me take a look,” he says before gently inspecting it with clinical hands, eyes studying the exact extent of the injury. His touch was cold, a juxtaposition to the care that was also present in it. “The association was right to send you…” he murmurs, calculative in his examination, “this isn’t something to write off lightly.”
His gaze flickers to look her in the eye. “Would you mind telling me how you sustained such a wound?”
Mercury sits down on the corner of Zayne's desk, taking care not to wrinkle any papers or knock off any folders as they do. "Doctor, doctor," they smile, a lighthearted tease. They reach over as they cross their legs, plucking a neatly-wrapped candy from the small bowl on his desk. "I have a problem. Won't you help me?"
🪐 Anon
The doctor in question doesn’t regard them until after he’s finished signing off on some medical documentation, the bottom of the papers’ causing a satisfying, clean ‘click’ sound against the smooth surface of his sleek office desk. Then, dual-toned hazels tinged with viridian green slide over to finally look at the intruder, their owner sporting an impassive expression at first glance; but there was no mistaking the vague amusement in it. He peers at them over the rim of his glasses.
“Mercury,” he begins, voice cutting through the dulled background hum of machinery that was signature to the hospital’s atmosphere, “if you require medical assistance, I’d be most happy to help. Though…” Zayne pauses momentarily, gaze sweeping over their figure from head-to-toe.
“You don’t look to be in a state of emergency.”
@haliyarobin said . . .
I put my hands behind my head, "Nothing much, just a bunch of tests. Quite stressful but I can manage." I shrug, chuckling, "I'm a guy that works better under pressure luckily."
“Looks like we both have that in common,” Zayne replies, an encouraging smile settling itself upon his countenance. “You’ll do well. Take it easy and study with intermittent breaks when you can; you got this.”
Hi, doc. It's really cold here. I'd love it if we get in bed and watch crappy medical TV drama and list down everything wrong lol. We can also go crazy with the mega size KitKat I have here hehe
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“That would be lovely. It’s a shame my Evol is of no use in times like these unless it’s summer. Perhaps in another universe I have a fire based Evol that I could use to remedy that… And I’m sure I could point out most—if not all—the flaws of those shows. But, if you could beat me, maybe I’ll consider rewarding you.”
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"I don't like macaroons as much as you do Dr. Zayne but my colleagues got me these. I'd prefer to see them in the hands of someone who'd truly enjoy them!"
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“You spoil me too much,” Zayne comments with a teasing curl of the lips, “this ‘colleague’ of yours seems to have just as much of a sweet tooth as I do.” He proffers his hand out to receive the little box of sugary delights. “They’re awfully generous, hm?” Tilting his head, he continues speaking in that deceptively stoic manner of his—but if one were to look closely—they’d be able to discern the humor in it. “Makes me wonder if there truly is a colleague to speak of, sometimes.”
hellooo zayne! how was your day? :3
“Stressful,” he responds as he pinches the bridge of his nose, hazel green eyes closed shut. The events of the day were replaying in his head, not unlike that of unraveling film. “Today was a trainee of mine’s first surgery, so I had to oversee it. He wasn’t as ready as I had initially thought him to be— so I had to intervene before we lost the patient.”
Zayne’s slightly scrunched expression returns back to neutrality, but there was no mistaking the sincere warmth his eyes held for you.
“And what of yours?”
hi zayne :3 i bought ya something nice 🍮
The young doctor’s eyes widen briefly. “Oh— thank you,” he says, voice soft with a note of surprise. A smile tugs at his lips as he graciously accepts the dessert. “I wasn’t expecting this, but it’s…really thoughtful of you.”
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# OFCARDIOLOGY ⸻ independent and selective single muse roleplay blog featuring ZAYNE / LI SHEN from LOVE & DEEPSPACE, as adored by 𝑱𝑨𝑰𝑫𝑬𝑬. new to tumblr rpc. low / sporadic activity. multiship, oc, and anon-friendly. EST. APRIL 2025.
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