Dennis Whitaker

"I like being there for people on the worst days of their lives." Please read rules. Multiship, multiverse, multithread.

[whatahuckleberry]

Hello, I am Noodle, I am a 30+ rper with like... who knows how many years of tumblr rp experience. This is an Indie RP blog for Dennis Whitaker from the Pitt. Below you'll find links, but this blog is hella under construction. Anti AI blog, you'll find none of that here. Be respectful, be kind, and we'll have great fun.

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I ship chemistry. I will not like any shipping calls, nothing like that. Your character and mine have to get to know each other/each other's particular portrayals and build up to a relationship. It is entirely about chemistry, and if you play Amy or Dr. Robby or Abbot and you want to ship it doesn't really matter, we still need to see if they have chemistry first.

Please note!!!

I am a copywriter, as in that is my day job. So from 9 AM to 5 PM i am already doing a whole lot of writing. So when I come on here, there will be a lot of times I am looking for shorter threads. It's nothing about you, I just may not have the juice or energy to keep flowing for that long. I'll always have something happen or some dialogue that can keep things moving forward and building, at least until a natural end to the thread, as I highly value buildng relationships.

[aurorarpresources]

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[physiiciian]

Evidently the ambulance bay is some kind of smackdown zone. It isn’t the first time someone’s been assaulted there, and if the board refused to beef up security it wouldn’t be the last.

“I’ll have Ahmad do a sweep and report the incident,” he says as he inspects closely.

The lac isn’t too severe, but just deep enough to need suturing. He could take care of it quickly, before anyone noticed he was gone. The alternative, less favorable option was letting the poor kid attempt to do so one handed and wind up having to redo it.

Seeing that he’s already irrigated the wound, Robby picks up the lidocaine injection, pinching the flesh tightly between his thumb, index and middle fingers as he inserts the needle, then carefully relieves pressure as it retracts. He’s done this so many times it’s instinctual.

“Doesn’t look like you’ll need additional stitches anywhere, but this bruising is pretty gnarly. I’ll order a CT to rule out any possible internal bleeding.”

He doesn’t want to come across as though he doesn’t think Whitaker can take a punch, but better safe than sorry in these scenarios.

[whatahuckleberry]

"I'm sure he's long gone by now," Dennis promised quickly. He didn't need Ahmad going around, telling everyone did you here? Rat Boy got his ass beat, or maybe he'd end up on the betting board. I'll take five that we find the guy who got Whitaker, I'll take ten it was over some dumb crap. or whatever the security guard came up with. He certainly wasn't Dana or Emma, people weren't weeping at this, just snickering.

He settled into his position, keeping still enough to let Dr. Robby do his work. It was just one of those days, he supposed. A bit too long, now he was a bit too tired and a bit too jumpy. Maybe after this he'd go to the vending machines, he was sure he had enough quarters to get an energy drink. Then at least Dennis could stop jumping at shadows and to conclusions enough to embarrass himself in front of his attending.

On the bright side, Dr. Robby catching him after this was better than Dr. Abbot. Right? Surely, right.

"I didn't think so, Boss, I'm sure its not that bad. Nothing to worry about," Dennis insisted. He wasn't about to be That Coworker who made a big deal about everything, especially not to the boss, and he wasn't a complainer, either. The work here was more mentally tiring than anything physical for him to complain over. The last thing just had him hearing his poor paycheck draining. "Wait, CT? I don't think I need a CT, Boss, I'm fine."

[whatahuckleberry]

their expressions please im dead

[diviningtime]

"Well, it doesn't seem to be conversation," Lilia said with a sigh, though privately she wasn't sure whether the confusion had been caused by one of her gaps, an outburst of words she didn't remember.

"But no, he's not my husband. I don't have a husband. What I have is a headache from filling in forms." Rolling her eyes heavily, Lilia shook her head before forcing herself to focus. "What was the next question?"

[whatahuckleberry]

"Yeah, doctors aren't really known for our social skills. We kind of spend most of our time doing, uh, this," Dennis said. He gestured around the hospital floor with his finger. He definitely wasn't the guy winning prom king, that was for sure.

"I'm noting the headache as secondary," Dennis told her dutifully. "These questions are just patient background, it's your history. Age, general weight, any big surgeries you've had, what brings you in today?"

[whatahuckleberry]

shes v upset that im not laying down for cuddles

[broughtpeace]

@whatahuckleberry liked for a starter

she's topping up her mug when she hears the door to the break room open. instinctively, she peers over her shoulder, checking to see how had come into the room. it wouldn't be the first time a stray patient had wandered into the break room. most were fine, just needed pointing back in the right direction to send them to their room, but there was always that chance and she wasn't about to risk it.

"you want one?" nodding to the coffee pot that's in her hand as she finishes pouring into her own mug. when she's done, she leans back against the counter, her hands wrapping around the mug to warm her fingers. "how's the house sitting going? everything going alright?"

[whatahuckleberry]

"No, I had some this morning," Dennis said, fighting back a yawn, anyway. "Thanks, though."

Worst came to worst, he'd grab an energy drink from the vending machine later. Mondays sucked, even when their schedule didn't work that way. "Yeah, it's going great. I think the pothos plant in his kitchen's starting to perk up a bit, I added some vitamins to the soil. It should be cheered up before Dr. Robby comes back."

[nctafraid]

"He's my best friend. He moved to Texas and I guess I just miss him a lot more than I thought I would." Buck knew that it was going to be a hard adjustment, not having his best friend here. That didn't mean it was a good idea for it him to let is consume all his thoughts and cause him to get hurt. It could have been a lot worse, and he needed to get his head on straight before it was worse. "Yeah we were responding to a call at this old house and the shed was on fire. It's been a while since it was worked on, lots of screws sticking out. Am I going to be able to go back to work once we get this stitched up? I still have 9 hours on my shift."

[whatahuckleberry]

"That makes sense to me. People need their best friends," Dennis smiled. His favorite cows were best friends back home, a tendency all farmers would take note of. Cows could come in sets, not to be parted. For happy cows—he was a doctor now. Crap. He shook his head and for his patient's sake, just nodded across the way towards Dr. Santos. "That one's mine."

"How old was this shed?" He asked. "We may want to do a few tests just to make sure, considering I doubt the screw was sanitized beforehand."

[whatahuckleberry]

"I just mean," Dennis started, but he had to cut himself off. He wasn't sure how to explain something like that—it felt like it was just sort of known. "I didn't think you'd be all that interested in Nebraska? Or ... farms. Cows. That kind of thing. And it's a long drive. I'm happy to teach you, Boss, but you don't have to spend two days in car."

[sympatheticdominance]

"Look," he tried to hold the faint smile back now, meeting Whitaker's gaze with a low confidence, a steadiness. "If you don't want to, or you don't want me to come, that's fine. I can understand not wanting to spend that long with your boss," he rumbled, "But I really do enjoy roadtrips... and I wouldn't mind seeing the place that turned out you."

[whatahuckleberry]

"No, no no," Dennis quickly said. "It's nothing against you at all, I just. I didn't think you'd want to be stuck in a car for that long. With me. On the way to see a lot of cows."

And his family. And his brothers. With the man who by now knew of his housing situation and... oh it was going to get weird. "Turned out a lot more than just me, to be fair. It's a big family. I mean. Thanks, Boss."

[drmckayera]

"Thank you Dennis. I mean it.. and if there's anything I can do for you, let me know." She watched him work for a few moments before letting him work in peace. She moved to the kitchen to make some fresh lemonade.

[whatahuckleberry]

"Well, if you have any hints to how you diagnosed that lady so quickly, I'm open to it," Dennis said. She'd had an interesting rash on her arm, one he hadn't seen before, and besides some odd colored vomit that had landed on Oglivie quite spectacularly, that was all he'd seen before he'd been pulled to another room. "But seriously, I'm good at plumbing, I'm happy to help."

[totenstadt]

"No, I mostly just helped restrain him while Robby had ordered the sedative, got the bastard back onto his bed in soft restraints before they finished administering it," she explained. She knew he would be more worried about the patient than his own wellbeing.

"Damn, no burr holes," sarcasm laced the feigned disappointment as she turned off the light and sat down in front of him. "Let's get you a CT scan at the very least, so that way Dana won't keep worrying about you. I'm sure if it's clear you'll just need some Tylenol and you can go back out there doing whatever Huckleberries do."

[whatahuckleberry]

"Ugh," Dennis groaned, rubbing his forehead between his eyebrows. "Dr. Robby's gonna be pissed, isn't he?"

He rarely disappointed Dr. Robby, but it was a fear he didn't have to witness to know was real. No one wanted to fail in front of the attending. People said he yelled, though he hadn't seen it. He didn't want to, but what if this was it? "Oh, ha-ha."

He rolled his eyes at the burr hole comment. "Is the CT scan at least covered? Technically, it's workplace related, right?"

[sympatheticdominance]

He chuckled this time, more openly, nodding his head firmly. "Of course I'm serious, Whitaker." he said, lightly, "Why wouldn't I be? It's one of those things I've always wanted to do but just never really had the time to. You know what I say, right? You can always learn something, no matter how skilled you are."

[whatahuckleberry]

"I just mean," Dennis started, but he had to cut himself off. He wasn't sure how to explain something like that—it felt like it was just sort of known. "I didn't think you'd be all that interested in Nebraska? Or ... farms. Cows. That kind of thing. And it's a long drive. I'm happy to teach you, Boss, but you don't have to spend two days in car."

[witchoflegends]

"Okay..." That wasn't a good thing. Dana is already thinking about different ways to handle a situation if something pops off. She's not taking any chances. "Off how? Walk me through it."

[whatahuckleberry]

"I mean, he's derisive, I guess?" Dennis tried to explain. "I was telling him how his wife needs a surgery to set the fracture in her leg, and I guess, he doesn't believe it's that bad. And I don't think his story matches really well with hers. They both agree she fell down the stairs, but she had said it was the basement stairs, and he made it sound like it was the porch steps until I mentioned she had said she was doing laundry."

[whatahuckleberry]

cat's mad at me cause its 10:30 and i have yet to assume Prime Cuddling Position

[pittscraped]

❛ yeah, okay. and i'm straight, ❜ she snorts, since they were both apparently just saying whatever now. ❛ as long as you're being safe, huck. this place would not be easy to baby proof. ❜ the mention of his previous accommodations gives her pause and despite knowing he wasn't actually up in arms about it, she internally chastises herself anyway. on the outside, she simply purses her lips, clicks through various streaming services before settling on some reality show they'd gotten into the previous week. ❛ then maybe we just need to get you on something green that doesn't cost a million dollars ? ❜

[whatahuckleberry]

"Oh, ha ha, maybe if hell were frozen over, but I'm serious. She's not looking for anything like that right now, and neither am I." Dennis insisted, briefly joking with Trinity about that. Amy was nice, and that was pretty much it. She liked that he could help around the farm and knew what he was talking about when he said Theo's sneezes weren't anything to worry about. "As soon as I get a real pay check I can put in for groceries, I swear. And I'll get... broccoli, or something?"

[sympatheticdominance]

"Tell you what, Whitaker," he cleared his throat slightly, smiling, and it felt easier than he had expected. Kid brought the best out in him, it seemed. "You teach me how to fix that thing up, we do it together; then I'd be more than happy to take it on a road trip to test it out, stretch it's legs. Seems a fair trade to me." he grinned.

[whatahuckleberry]

"You want me to teach you how to fix up your car?" Dennis repeated, perhaps a bit dumbly. For one thing, it was his chief attending, the one who did the teaching and didn't mess up, and he was a chief attending. He could probably just drive in his car, toss about the keys and someone else could do it for him. "Yeah, I mean, yes—are you serious?"

[rabbit-bitxh]

The farmer rubbed at his eyes, the skin around his eyes and nose raw from the constant itching and rubbing. "Ain't that a coincidence. Have a sheep farm. Not much, just a little petting zoo for the kids." The man man mused, voice horse and tacky sounding from the mucus coating his throat and clogging up his lungs.

Robby stepped over to the terminal to badge in, pulling up the charting information. "Mister Drysdale presented with a persistent cough that has since morphed into nausea, vomiting, and joint pain. Culters rules out flu, pneumonia, and hantavirus."

Robby turned to look at Dennis ernestly. "And suggestions on where to go from here?"

[whatahuckleberry]

"The kids must love that. Lambs are very popular," Dennis said with a smile. He had been more partial to cows, and maybe that was just because of how he'd grown up, but the pupils on sheep had given him the creeps when he was little.

And now Dr. Robby was looking at him, like he was some expert. Well, maybe he should be. It's what he wanted to do, rural emergency medicine. "We could test for Q Fever. Have any sheep given birth recently?"