LOST CAUSE

theora trevor. thirty seven. doctor. hero.

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parabcllums‌:

“'just need some stuff.” he felt the way she looked. looked the way she felt? unclear. he didn’t want to be there, THAT was for sure - had chosen an apartment that was near a 24 hour pharmacy for a reason, but…- renovations. they weren’t open, and he was looking WORSE for wear. he’d fractured his nose again ( he’d lost count on how many times it’d been, now ) just a week before, in a fight that had left him torn up and sore - but coupled with the arm that was newly hanging loose, a dislocated shoulder popped back into place with the shaky expertise of someone with no medical experience who had been through the same thing a few too many times, he must’ve looked more dire. “’ran out, at home. i’ll give you a couple bucks?”

Annoyance rose within Theora. She liked helping heroes, she really did but sometimes, it seemed that they’d all lost a few too many brain cells to actually think. “If you don’t want to actually go to the ER I can only give you OTC shit.” Which she really didn’t think he was looking for. Here, at the hospital, there was only so much she could do and that all had to fall within the policies that the hospital put in place. “So you can head in there and I can check you out. Make sure that nose is the most of your problems or we can head to my apartment. I have some shit there.” Which that was mostly acquired through legal pathways, both from Paragon and the hospital when she convinced them it was easier for her to just handle some of the heroes lesser injuries on her own, and a few she had swiped from the hospital. “You don’t have to pay me.” 

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littlewickd‌:

being HALF ASGARDIAN meant that vidar healed faster than the normal person but that was as far as his healing went. just something mild to keep him alive overseas. he still went to the hospital like everyone else, though he avoided it for specific reasons. he was reminded why the moment he walked in ? “ it’s nothing, “ he says too quickly. “ are you leaving ? i can wait for a different doctor, no problem. “ 

In that moment, Theora would’ve preferred one of her mother’s villains walking into the ER and requiring her to stitch them up. Of course, that wasn’t the case. Instead, the one person in all of Paragon that she wanted most to avoid was standing in the ER. She rolled her eyes. “I took a fucking oath.” The moment they left her mouth, she regretted them. She took an oath to do no harm. How much harm had she done to him? “It’s in my job description to keep people from dying. So just follow me.” She waved off the triage nurse, technically against protocol but she wanted this done as soon as possible. “Take a seat, and tell me what’s fucking wrong.”

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novaelle‌:

          ˗ˏˋ pearl sat at the bar as she tapped away on her laptop, occasionally taking a sip from her beer “i want fries, you owe me lots of fries for doing this for you. bacon fries, nacho fries, cheese fries, all the fries!” she looked over at the person beside her before turning back to the screen, her touch urging the running scripts forward faster “you never did fully explain what i’m doing here.”

Theora rolled her eyes. “I think cash would be much easier for the both of us. You can buy all the fries you want.” She wasn’t exactly old but she was older than most of the other kids of superheroes and thus, most of the population of Paragon. To say she was frustrated with them more often than not would be an under exaggeration. She gestured to the laptop she sat on the table. “I dropped it. Now it’s not working. Fix it.”

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parabcllums‌:

“sorry ‘bout that. they haven’t gotten out in a bit.” his explanation probably isn’t needed, the pent up energy between the three dogs that were running rings round one another the only thing clear about them as they zoomed by. his leg had been acting up for a long while, and he couldn’t really bring them for the lengthy, leashed walk that they deserved - so the local park had seemed the best place for paddy, dingle and nessie to get it all out of their system, quick, without him having to do much at ALL. if they’d been leashed, one of them - the culprit unknown, at least to him - wouldn’t have almost barreled a bystander down, but then again… they also wouldn’t have been having as much FUN, and adrian’s smile is as carefree as it’s gotten in a while as his gaze follows the three. “i’ll give ‘im a stern talking to, later.” 

If Theora had ever gone to the therapist more than a few people had recommended she go see, she imagined that she would’ve been told to get some more fresh air, take the occasional walk in the park and reflect or some shit like that. At least, that’s what she liked to think. Of course, she had never actually gone to that therapist and instead, she found herself in the park after she’d been unable to fall asleep after her shift that morning. A mix of adrenaline and years old nightmares that haunted her still. Once the dog, vaguely familiar, ran up to her, she looked for their own. A soft smile spread across her lips when she saw her twin. “You know, if you want to get my attention, you can just call.” She said, a joking lilt to her voice. “You are pretty much the only person whose calls I answer anyway.”

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badrcputaticn‌:

❝ we’ll do a single drawing first, okay  ? ❞ andy laid out the cards with one hand, slowly spreading them out across the MOON-PATTERNED table cover. she whispered down at cas to stop touching and play with her keys before snapping her head back up. ❝ now move your hands across THE CARDS and when your fingers tingle, or you feel cold, or it sticks, grab that one. ❞ she watched them with intent, fingers rubbing soothing circles on cas’s arm as she chewed on her elmo plush keychain. ❝ NOT THAT ONE, ❞ she calls out sharp, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. ❝ pick again, ❞ she insists.

Theora didn’t exactly need to know her future. She knew the gist of what was contained within the rest of her life. In truth, it was little more than a whim that led to her asking for the reading. It’s wasn’t that she didn’t believe in the supernatural or that the woman couldn’t read the future in a couple of cards. She was really not in a position to doubt anything magical no matter what fancy degree she had. It was more the pessimism that clung to her as of late. She raised an eyebrow. “Seriously? I don’t think a shit card is going to make that much of a difference.”

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Theora pinched the bridge of her nose. “I just clocked out.” In fact, she still wore her scrubs as she stood just outside the hospital in the cool air of a late summer night. If it’s really an emergency go ask someone else.  Of course, that wasn’t something she could reliably say without losing her job. Instead, she sighed and said, “What seems to be the issue?”