[One of those days.]
Aug. 3rd, 2011 04:35 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
[Elisa loves her job. Really, she does.]
[Even despite being treated poorly by 50% of the patients she gets- Even despite having to clean up large messes left behind by people with no regard for the infirmary's cleanliness- Even despite the stress of being expected to save multiple lives on a daily basis.... Elisa loves her job.]
[The truth is that this job of hers is the only thing keeping her busy these days. She's got no 'perfect soldier' to look after anymore. One day at a time, the teen just works on moving forward with her new life without him. ...Or rather, she works on trying to get used to her old life again. It's just her, and her job. ...Like before.]
[...Man, she's really in a bit of a funk this morning. It's just one of those days, she supposes. Idly re-organizing the medicine cabinet of the 4th floor infirmary, Elisa just waits calmly for the day's batch of visitors to stop by. She honestly doesn't even care who they are or why they'll come- Whether it be another person with a completely random Nexus-related injury, someone looking for obscure medical advice or supplies- hell, it could even be another person with their limb bitten off by a shark- the medic just needs someone to offer themselves up as a momentary distraction to get her mind off of... other things.]
((OOC: It's just one of those days. Please, feel free to bother the young doctor with whatever major or minor issue you may be dealing with. It could be anything, really- Elisa just needs a few things to occupy herself with; whether they be complex issues or entirely simple.))
[Even despite being treated poorly by 50% of the patients she gets- Even despite having to clean up large messes left behind by people with no regard for the infirmary's cleanliness- Even despite the stress of being expected to save multiple lives on a daily basis.... Elisa loves her job.]
[The truth is that this job of hers is the only thing keeping her busy these days. She's got no 'perfect soldier' to look after anymore. One day at a time, the teen just works on moving forward with her new life without him. ...Or rather, she works on trying to get used to her old life again. It's just her, and her job. ...Like before.]
[...Man, she's really in a bit of a funk this morning. It's just one of those days, she supposes. Idly re-organizing the medicine cabinet of the 4th floor infirmary, Elisa just waits calmly for the day's batch of visitors to stop by. She honestly doesn't even care who they are or why they'll come- Whether it be another person with a completely random Nexus-related injury, someone looking for obscure medical advice or supplies- hell, it could even be another person with their limb bitten off by a shark- the medic just needs someone to offer themselves up as a momentary distraction to get her mind off of... other things.]
((OOC: It's just one of those days. Please, feel free to bother the young doctor with whatever major or minor issue you may be dealing with. It could be anything, really- Elisa just needs a few things to occupy herself with; whether they be complex issues or entirely simple.))