| This the only hospital that stay in DC during the crisis and it may not be much but the doctors damn sure know what their doing. The Hospital of DC is an average building no bigger then a local super market so it always seem to have a waiting list but the nurses and doctors are loving people, treating every patient with the utmost care. Lead Doctors: Dr. Abe Dr. Ueno Lead Nurse: Susan Peterson |
ConstantHypnosisJun 30, 2014 11:40 AM
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| Even though things didn't look like they'd changed at all, Anya felt refreshed knowing she was back home. These streets, so familiar filled her with a sense of comfort, security and feeling of belonging that she couldn't find anywhere else. Her latest venture, a temporary transfer to a different force a few cities over had proven this much to her. It had been, what? Two months? And now that she was back, the first thing she had gone to do was visit her aging mother in the hospital. She'd received news while she was gone that her mother had fallen ill. It had been worrying and Anya had wanted to return sooner, but she had been assured that, while serious enough for her to be hospitalized, there was little threat of death in their care. Anya had sat at her mother's bedside playing catch-up until visiting hours came to a close and a nurse requested that she depart. "I got 'cha." With her ever present crooked grin, Anya had gotten to her feet. She wished her mother a good night and said her goodbyes before leaving the room. She slowly made her way out through the hallways until a familiar buzz in her pocket drew her attention down to her phone. She pulled it out and spotted the new message. A quick read showed the sender, Thompson... informing her that her ride would be arriving shortly. Her ride? Well, this was news to her. |
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| Anya tucked the phone back into her pocket and continued down the hospital corridors. Thompson certainly hadn't changed at all. Her ride was here? Okay... how about telling her who to look for? No. On second thought she should have expected as much from him. He always did try to keep her on her toes at every possible opportunity. This was no different. The elevator took the woman down to the ground floor and a few more corners led her to the waiting room. Just beyond that would be the hospital entrance. So, was her ride inside or out? That was the question and both were equally likely. She surveyed the large room quickly. The multiple seats lining the walls opposite the reception desks were mostly empty. A few here and there were in use. "Ah. So it's you." Anya spotted the male soon enough in one of the seats closest to the door. He had his badge resting casually on his thigh, and the bored leg bouncing he was doing with his other leg implied he'd been waiting for at least a short while. She flashed him her signature crooked grin and extended her hand out to him. "So I guess you're the ride Thompson was talking about?" |
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| "Anya." The woman returned his offer of his name with her own. Getting up from his seat, he took her hand and she gave him a firm shake. "No, it's fine. I didn't think he would have sent anyone so I was up there for a while. Sorry if I made you wait long." Taking her hand back Anya dropped it to her side. "Well, I guess home would be a nice start. Being back in town is nice and all, all things considered, but it'll be better to actually be home." |
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| "Much obliged." Still wearing her same slightly off-kilter grin, Anya followed him out of the waiting room. Like a right proper gentleman he held the door open for her, both when exiting the main building and when she went to get into the car. She accepted the gesture and buckled herself into the seat. The door clicked shut on the other side as he climbed in and moments later the car spurred to life. "It's fine. It's fine. I don't mind." She turned her head and looked out the window as they started moving, first into the parking lot and then out onto the city's streets. "I've been out of town the last while and I heard that my mother's health had taken a sharp decline. They told me she'd improved, but I wanted to see it for myself since I got back earlier today." |
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| Anya found herself chuckling when he said that. "Don't feel bad about it. The doctor said he expects her to make a full recovery so it's looking pretty good." She turned her eyes away from the window then as he asked for her address. "Take the next left and keep going straight until King. Turn right there and it'll take you to the apartment complexes they've got down that way. Mine's building number 47." |
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