#physiiciian

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"I'm sorry if it upsets you, but I'm going to marry her."

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@physiiciian asked: You did good today. Really good. (Robby; @ Kate)

A hum leaves Kate, more out of surprise than anything else. The complement, in her mind, had come out of nowhere. “Oh-” a shrug, an automatic response because if she was going to be honest it feels kind of…strange to her. “Pure luck I guess…” Really she has no idea what she was doing.  It wasn't like Kate had any medical training, but she had a shit load of common sense. More than she really wanted to have. She could do the maths in her head. Kate knows at least it’s not when a hunting arrow hits something that most of the damage is done, when they pull it out. So don’t pull it out. 

“I kinda figured you know, blood being on the outside of a person is a no no, so you probably wanna keep it all up in there.” then of course, she has to make a joke of it, because it’s really one of the only things keeping her grounded. 

The damage done to her feels irrelevant. Cuts and scrapes, the blood looks worse than it is and she’s almost sure some of it isn’t hers. Which is a thought she doesn’t want to dwell on any longer. 

For a moment she’s quiet, contemplating how here feels like  New York is at times. The first really nice weekend of the year and the entire place loses its mind. Unfortunately she the later it happens the more insane it seems to be. Like all of the stored up frustration over the cold and snow was released into the universe at once. The train of thought is a distraction from the question she actually wants to ask him. 

“Is he okay?” Really what she’s asking is ‘is he still alive’ but wording it as such feels dark in a way, and she doesn’t’ want to acknowledge the actual seriousness of the situation. If anything, Kate always skirts just above it.

[ofinkandalibis]

“ I still remember how you take your coffee. ” (Robby @ Lorelai; Physiiciian)

Lorelai laughed lightly. “That’s not really an accomplishment. I take my coffee any way I can get it. In a cup, in a vat, intravenously…”

Though her tone was playful, she was also completely serious. “Dark roast, sugar, lattes, mochas — I’m not picky. I just need it hot, delicious, and caffeinated enough to legally classify as a controlled substance.”

She paused.

“And absolutely none of that decaf garbage. Decaf is just sadness in a mug.”

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you should know me by now. (From Robby for our zombie AU)

christine sighed, puffing hot air into her freezing hands, the warmth lasting only a second before the cold pittsburgh air swallowed it whole. she bit back a shiver as she peered up at him, a frown touching her features -- she would not give him the satisfaction of being right. though of course he was right. of course she was freezing. between the broken heating system, and the two bites of food she had managed yesterday, there was nothing left in her to generate warmth.

nothing but him, of course.

she snuggled deeper into his side, seeking out the solid heat of him, and lifted the offered protein bar, pushing it back into his face instead. if she had eaten two bites, he pretended to munch on one. oh, robby.

❛⠀same back at you. ❜ christine shook the plastic wrapper under his nose, nuzzling deeper into his neck at the same time, one hand making her argument, the other one sliding towards his pocket in search of another pocket of warmth. ❛⠀no way josé. finders keepers, and all of that.⠀❜

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[murkyhazed]

@physiiciian cont. from here.

               were   this   any   other   instance,   any   other   man,   she   would   have   left.      she’d   have   accepted   what   couldn’t   be   changed   and   tried   to   move   on,   but   with   robby?      it’s   different,   because   their   connection   runs   so   much   deeper   than   anything   else.      she’s   known   him   over   a   decade,   she   knows   what   he’s   like,   what   he   feels   and   how   he   feels   it.      she   knows   how   he   feels   about   himself,   and   that   is   the   biggest   barrier   they   face   in   making   this   what   it’s   meant   to   be.

               the   thing   is,   nothing   has   to   change.      nothing   but   the   addition   of   three   simple   words.      the   final   truth,   and   everything   will   come   full   circle.      olivia   hates   that   he   lets   his   demons   get   in   the   way   of   his   happiness,   of   what   he   wants   and   frankly   deserves.      maybe   he   doesn’t   see   it   that   way,   but   she   does.      she   sees   him   for   who   he   is,   and   that   man   deserves   stability   and   love.      things   that   she   was   so   willing   to   offer.

               ❝   no,   actually,   i   don’t.   ❞      she’s   standing   firm   on   this.      she’s   not   letting   this   go   until   he   admits   one   of   two   things.      either   he   loves   her   like   she   loves   him,   or   he   doesn’t   love   her   at   all.      but   she   can’t   keep   living   in   this   limbo   with   him.

               ❝   i   don’t   know   if   you’re   afraid   of   hurting   me,   or   like   you   aren’t   enough,   but   you   are.      you   are   enough,   robby,   and   i   wish   that   you   could   see   that.      i   wish   you   would   let   me   show   you   how   great   of   a   man   you   really   are.      i   trust   you,   i   care   so   much   for   you.      and   i   know…   ❞      she   steps   closer   to   him,   trying   so   desperately   to   get   him   to   look   her   in   the   eye.      ❝   i   know   that   you   feel   it   too.   ❞

[retrograderesemblance]

no rest for the wicked, eh? (Robby @ Edie; physiiciian)

@physiiciian

"'Course not. There're heads of lettuce to be inspecting first," she grins, "Surprised to see you here. Figured you had to U.ber Eats for groceries. Don't tell me you're planning to balance yer bags on those wee handlebars."

She likes talking about his motorcycle like it's a tricycle; certainly someone needs to keep the old man humble.

[pittnights]

@physiiciian plotted for a starter

Goddamn, am I glad I switched to night shift. Ally likes the day shift crew--that isn't to be debated--but there is definitely more tension than the night shift crew has. The night shift is like a well oiled machine, held together by dumb humor and an unnatural sleep schedule. The day shift is something else, a machine held together with duct tape, but when she was asked by a fellow R2 to cover their shift so they could go visit family, Ally wasn't going to say no. She wasn't on the schedule for that night, so it wouldn't be a double, but she could not have guessed that there would be a cyber threat and a new attending to contend with.

The biggest silver lining of the day, though, was that cute baby. It was awful, her being abandoned, but when things got too stressful, Ally would simply stop in the pedes room, say hi to Baby Jane Doe, take a deep breath, and then jump back into the fray. So, at the end of the long, long shift, Ally had to go say goodbye to the baby; it was only right to thank her for being her unpaid emotional support for the day.

"Hey baby girl, how are we--"

Ally stops just inside the door, hand still holding it open, as she spots Baby Jane Doe in Robby's arms, one looking at peace while the other looked a bit...overwhelmed. "Oh." She looks back toward the hallway, then back at Robby. "Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt." Interrupt what, Ally? He's with a baby.

[bak3rs]

˚₊‧꒰ა 🤎🚪💛 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ -> THE BLUSH IS DEEP .. on her cheeks. the night breeze drifting through her open window was enough to cause goosebumps to appear on bare skin. but her flushing was enough to even out her body temperature. somewhat. a laugh bubbles up her throat. as blue eyes focus on robby , who was above her , for a couple of seconds. swallowing the lump in her throat .. she then turns and buries her head into her pillow. eyes squeezing shut. just ignoring his request. slender hands reach up and cover the still exposed portion of her face. ❝ i bet you say that to all the girls. ❞ ellie mumbles against her hands. not that the brunette doesn't believe that she's not beautiful .. it's just that sometimes - girl thoughts are a completely different animal. pulling her hands away .. ellie opens her eyes and lets her lower lip drop into a pout. ❝ you really think that ? ❞ she had to ask - her head turning to look up at him again.

˚₊‧꒰ა 🤎🚪💛 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ -> @physiiciian 🟫 asked ​ ❝ just stay like that and let me admire how beautiful you are. ❞