05 October 2013 @ 06:01 pm
[It's taken Melissa some doing, especially without asking Scott for help, but she's managed it. This post is encrypted and locked against Scott, Stiles, Lydia, Isaac, Derek, and Allison.]

So I hope I've done this right, because I reaaaaally need to talk about this, and my son would be mortified if he knew I was.

My son approached me the other day talking about how he was effectively seeing two people. At the same time. Not behind one or the other's back, but together. And...this is so far out of my wheelhouse that I'm seriously considering buying out the entire wine section at the grocery store as a coping mechanism.

Should I be discouraging this? Or supportive? Or what? My teenage son is...ugh, I don't even know, anymore.
 
 
29 August 2013 @ 05:52 pm
[ Melissa is not in her scrubs this time, but her civvies, and she’s smirking quietly to herself. The memory of Scott closing the door in his father’s face is one that she’ll treasure for a very long time. ]

Hello? Scott McCall and I are back again. I think we just took a year off the poor worker’s life, the guy doing the drywall in the clinic? Yeah, not pretty. I’ve never seen a saw bounce before. Hope I never see it again.

[ And, sure enough, there’s a very loud buzzing just off camera. Apparently the worker heard that. Oops.

Into the feed, a wild Scott McCall appears! Just his head, anyway, leaning down into it beside his mother’s.
]

But, he’s fine, he’s fine! [ He looks off screen.. ] Nobody was injured. [ He looks back. ] Sorry to anybody if we had plans. But, we’re back now and we’re not planning on going anywhere. [ Unless everyone else gets out with them.

Melissa pokes her head back into frame again.
]

Oh! And Lydia? Tell me you fed the cat? I mean...how long have we been gone, after all? Ziggy wasn’t too much of problem, was he?

[ Scott is about to say something else, but he notices something offscreen. ] No way. [ And he slides out of frame leaving Melissa to take the reins. Offscreen… ] Cool.

...Okay. Just a note to say we’re back. Stiles, Isaac, Derek? Are you all okay?

[ And Scott is back. ]

You’re still here, right? [ Scott brings it closer, fiddling and then soon, the feed is private! ]

derek ]

Thanks. [ To his mom. To the device... ] I think I’m all caught up. Sorry if you came by Monday night. The City thought we didn’t need to talk. But, we still should.

isaac ]
We will hang out this weekend.

[ Fiddling with it again, Scott adjusts to make the feed public once more ]

public ]

So, that’s what leaving is like. We had no clue we were here. And then we were just… back. If anybody needs us, we’ll be back at the apartment in a couple of minutes. Angela, I’ll be in to work tomorrow. [ A beat before he adds ] Has anybody heard from Wally?

[ ooc: Replies will be coming from both Scott and Melissa! ]
 
 
14 August 2013 @ 08:18 am
[Melissa's broadcasting from her apartment, which is finally starting to look more like a home instead of a mostly empty space with a few sticks of furniture. She needs pictures to hang on the walls still, but other than that...She smiles into the camera, and waves a little bit.]

Hi, good morning everybody. I'm not really sure if I should be doing this, but maybe somebody can help me?

I understand there's a hospital here, but they don't exactly have an HR department. And I don't exactly have any proof to back up my resumé. But, I am a fully-trained ER nurse, qualified for both long-term and emergency care. I have my NCLEX-RN certification, and a bachelor's in nursing.

If anybody has an "in" to a hospital job, I'd be really grateful. Thank you!
 
 
03 August 2013 @ 05:47 pm
[Melissa appears on camera, wearing her nursing scrubs, looking more than a little frazzled. Her jaw is set and she also looks pissed in addition to frazzled. Look out, mom on a rampage.]

Okay, you know what? It can't hurt, here goes nothing. I get here somehow I don't quite remember, and I'm told that talking to a bunch of strangers on-line will answer all my questions. I really hope that's the case, because I'm not feeling in the mood for any games.

So, tell me where I am please? And how I can get home? I don't have any on-line names, you can just call me Melissa. I don't mean to be rude, but I have a job to do and a son to raise and a mortgage to pay. So...I gotta go.