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Post by arianette on Jan 14, 2007 11:14:06 GMT -5
Aria sorted. "Sorry to burst your bubble, Dr. Marks, but I'm not your nurse. I'm willing to help, but I'm not going to be ordered around by you." She sighed and rubbed her stomach a bit, motioning to Buck and Jennifer. "Both of you go ahead and walk in."
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Post by johnmarks on Jan 14, 2007 12:18:23 GMT -5
"i meant for now...cause i dont have one." John looked around and tried to asses the situation. He grabbe dhis medical dictionary and started looking up different things...
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Post by Jennifer Brooks on Jan 14, 2007 16:11:29 GMT -5
Jennifer reached out and took Buck's hand. If he wanted to walk on his own, she would let him. Her hand squeezed his gently, helping him to walk into the office. There'd be another chair for him in there.
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Post by Racetrack Higgins on Jan 14, 2007 20:41:07 GMT -5
Race jumped slightly when the woman turned her attention to him, and he quickly removed his hat. "Uh yeah, actually.. but I didn' bring 'er, I don't know if she can take the cold an' all..." He scratched the back of his head uncomfortably, wondering if he was dumb to think someone would actually come to see her where she lay.
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Post by buck on Jan 14, 2007 22:08:32 GMT -5
Buck started walking, feeling Jennifer's hand in his. He tried his best to walk strongly, but had some trouble. He started coughing once more, almost falling back as it came suddenly. He caught himself in time, and litened to the boy. Buck looked to him, then back to the office. He walked in, and stood against the wall, trying to stay strong and standing. He knew that once he sat down, it would be hard to stand, so he just stayed standing.
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Post by arianette on Jan 14, 2007 23:17:10 GMT -5
Aria looked to Racetrack. "I'll come see her, young man...." She smiled. "I'd be glad to help while the doctor helps this other man."
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Post by Racetrack Higgins on Jan 15, 2007 14:30:59 GMT -5
Race couldn't keep his face from lighting up. "Really?" he stopped his celebration short, his grin drooping slightly. "I aint got, well . . " He stuffed a hand in his pocket, presenting a small pile of coins to her. "I can get more, but for now, it's just. . ." Unable to finish his sentence he just gave up, looking hopefully at her.
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Post by arianette on Jan 15, 2007 17:07:43 GMT -5
Aria shook her head. "I'm not going to ask anyone to pay..." She smiled. "I do this because I care, not for the money." She put out her hand. "I'm Aria...you may know me as the woman who through the Halloween ball..."
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Post by Racetrack Higgins on Jan 15, 2007 21:10:55 GMT -5
Race nodded, raising an eyebrow at her stomach. "Oh dat was you?" He looked back up to her face, cocking his head. "Of course! You own that dancin' joint jist like Medda right?" He moved toward the door as he spoke, anxious to get back to the lodging house. Grabbing the handle he stopped, his eyes again shifting to her stomach. "You shore you're up to a trip ta 'hattan? In your uh.. condition?"
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Post by arianette on Jan 15, 2007 23:14:30 GMT -5
Aria nodded. "Indeed...I'm opening up the ballroom for anyone attacked by this...disease." She pat her stomach. "I'll be fine...we're going to take a cab, young man..."
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Post by Racetrack Higgins on Jan 15, 2007 23:21:46 GMT -5
"A cab huh?" Race couldn't help but grin slightly, glad he didn't have to walk through the freezing cold again. Holding the door open he gestured to it. "Aftah you."
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Post by johnmarks on Jan 16, 2007 0:08:01 GMT -5
Johnw aited for his first paitent. After a while he stuck his head back out..."I can take a paitent in my office now" John smiled and waved ofr someone to come in.
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Post by arianette on Jan 16, 2007 13:16:38 GMT -5
Aria smiled at Race. "Thank you young man..." She gestured at her bag. "Just carry that for me." She stood on the corner, and after hailing a cab, stepped in, holding the door open for Race.
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Post by Racetrack Higgins on Jan 16, 2007 19:32:33 GMT -5
Race quickly grabbed her bag and followed her out the door and into the cab, feeling anxious to get back to Manhattan as quickly as possible.
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Post by johnmarks on Jan 17, 2007 22:35:34 GMT -5
John sat at his desk in his office with his medical journal. He flipped through the pages trying to figure out what was going on. "no..." he flipped the page..."flu?...no" the flipped a few more pages. after about an hour and ahalf John was on the T's. "no...no...Tuberculousis" John read the piece on Tuberculousis. "thats it!"
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