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Silent Witness - Season 19 Episode 1 - After the Fall (1)
“You say that like I fuckin’ waltzed into the knife, backed up and did it again.” JP pauses, eyes narrowing and … oh yes, there it is, work ethic overriding his mind. “You do know I can arrest you for that. Even if you do end up saving my life ———— which I highly doubt is necessary, by the way ———— ” Because he’ll be just fine to get in his car and ignore the cavities in his chest. “Law’s the law, you confessed.” Yet as the detective speaks, he is removing his shirt, supposing she can have a look if it’ll quell the weird thirst to cure him.
“I work at the morgue FOR the police, so you’ll have a damn fun time trying to tell them that their favourite pathologist who had CLINCHED them a lot of prosecutions is doing stuff on the side. And you have no proof, it’s yours against mine. And I’ve been around just a TAD bit longer.”
HER FAKE PAPERWORK is fullproof, she went to the best, paid thousands for it, so she isn’t born just after the second world war, but it’s not her fault that she’s still around. She should be old and a bit decrypt, maybe even DEAD, but she’d been murdered back in Scotland when she was thirty two. Which is why she STILL looked thirty two, she’s stagnant, and if you pay close enough attention you could get the WHIFF of a corpse, but it was nothing a human could smell. Once the shirt is off, she’s straight into work mode, raising a brow at him as gentle ( cold ) fingers pressing close to the wound, fingers coated in blood.
“I can stitch it up for you. It’ll hurt but you won’t die from blood loss.”
“I swear to god, lady …” It’s less nervous and more protective. At least the man can smile about this, but he’s so easy to provoke, even when you mean well. “I’d rather not end up paralyzed if you haven’t performed on someone breathing yet. Not interested in being a test subject.” Perhaps he’s just overly irritable because of all the … blood and holes in his body.
“I have a doctorate in forensic pathology from the University of Glasgow, I have done illegal minor surgery on those that come to me because they can’t afford the healthcare in this GOD FORSAKEN country but don’t want to die because they were stabbed by a drug addled fool. I think I know what I’m bloody well doing. Take your shirt off. This is on YOU. Don’t get fuckin’ STABBED.”
YOU’RE POKING THE bear, don’t do it. Her eyes are now cold behind her glasses, much like how she is when she does surgery or autopsies. Since he’s able to act this way, it’s obvious that they aren’t too deep. She’s also done surgery on herself when she’s split her autopsy scar open from getting too high and turning into a banshee, but she doesn’t exactly know that, so he doesn’t need to know either. She’s a bit of a mess, but like hell was she going to let a STABBED man push her around when she was trying to help him.
“The concern is flattering, really, but I am fine. I only got stabbed twice : it’s a record - low for me.”
“Well, that makes me worry worse. If you won’t go to a hospital, I’ll fix yer wounds here as best as I can. I usually work on dead people, not alive ones, but I’ll do a fine job. Take yer shirt off.”
SHE CAN BEST that, she can said that she’s actually dead. She’s a corpse that’s alive because she’s kinda not human but also reapers can’t do their job for shit if there’s a civil war going on apparently. But that’s no matter, she’s going to help him as best as she can, because she took an OATH to. It’s her job, simple. And she’s NOT going to take no for an answer. And she can definitely be scary if she wants to be.