023: VIDEO

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[A view of the good doctor and a small team in surgery. Chase is wrist deep under yellow, iodine-swiped skin.]

And that's what it really means to have your stomach tied up in knots. Well that looks much prettier than it did before - the rest seems clear. Book scans and barium for five days to check things are moving through clearly and the other adhesions shouldn't be problematic...

[He lifts both hands free, gloves bloodied to the wrist, and backs up.]

If you can close up here... Have me paged when she's through recovery so I can explain the switch to open. I'm going to-

[Wipe out.

Whatever Chase was going to do, it's interrupted by him suddenly crashing out of view behind the table. Surgical tools and kidney bowls of unidentified matter shower to the ground. There's a groan and, just at the edge of shot, a foot clad in a bright red stiletto being tentatively stretched out to one side of the table.]

I'm going to go and strap my ankle.



[ooc: still unwell so still backdating, sorry sorry <3]

Comments

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I could limp out for a coffee, if you wanted. Might be less intimidating in person.

[as_damaged]

Are you sure you could even make it to the cafeteria?

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Maybe, if someone held me up.

[as_damaged]

I'm sure there are some crutches, lying around this hospital.

[Now, the laugh is audible in her voice.]

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Do you think one of those 'caring' doctors I've heard so much about might find them for me?

[as_damaged]

I could ask around.

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I'd appreciate that.

[as_damaged]

And where should this hypothetical caring doctor bring the hypothetical crutches?

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She - or he - could probably find me in my office for the next few hours if she - or he - has the time.

[as_damaged]

I'll be sure pass that along to him or her.



[ooc; bb do you wants sum action]

[intheblanks]

You're a kind heart, Doctor Cameron.

[ooc; I could be up for sum o that oh yea.]

[as_damaged]

[It's a bit later, more than half an hour though not by too much, when she raps on the doorframe and comes in with the promised crutches.]

As it turns out, I couldn't find anyone.

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[He tips back in his chair, helpfully mobile via the casters on the feet, and grins.]

Care's a rare commodity these days.

[And she does. It's worth the fall.]

[as_damaged]

[She always has. As long as he doesn't take it for granted, she hardly even minds.]

These, fortunately, are not,

[she continues, coming to lean them in easy reach against a wall. She leans herself as well.]

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[He rolls the chair close enough to lay one across his lap. He's not delighted to need these, however glad he is she brought them.]

I'll return them after a couple of days active service.

[It's not the worst sprain in the world, but that might be an optimistic target.]

Thank you.

[as_damaged]

I thought about stealing you House's cane instead, but it didn't seem worth the declaration of war.

[And, well, she wouldn't really anyway, but it's just the two of them and joking does seem to be the tone of the day.]

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You might as well steal me his bike. Actually, I'm not sure how I'm getting home right now.

[as_damaged]

There's always the couch, if you can't find someone to walk you.

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You know what crashing here means. The whole hospital assumes you're on call.

[as_damaged]

Then I'd suggest talking someone into walking you home.

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[He glances back down at his desk, shuffling a few papers to sleep in files for the night.]

I was thinking of asking if you'd help me with RICE.

[as_damaged]

Well, [she says, drawing the word out as though there's actually a debate.] I'll go get an ice pack.

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Got one. [It's under the desk, on the box he'd had his leg raised up on.] I'm up to C. Rest, Ice, Coffee, Escort.

[And just to clarify-]

As in, home.

[as_damaged]

[She rolls her eyes rather more dramatically than necessary.]

All right. Let's limp you to a cafe.

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[What's life without a little drama. It's only at this point that it fully sinks in for Chase that to accomplish what he's asked for he's going to have to stand up and walk with her now. In his hooker shoes.]

Keep your eyes above the waist.

[As he tries to get his one good foot in a safe position to balance on.]