Prescott M. Coretti
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Dec 15, 2009 22:37:12 GMT -5
Post by Prescott M. Coretti on Dec 15, 2009 22:37:12 GMT -5
Lavender. That was a smell he hadn't experienced in a while. It reminded him of soft touches, bright smiles and sweet laughter. And witchcraft.
Scott breathed deeply and waited for the dull ache in his temple to ease. He had work to do. It was her fault, of course. If she had just died like she had supposed to, then he would not be here.
There was no one in the sick bay at the moment. Pity. The woman who had once been, not only his wife, but the father of his child, was who he was hoping to see.
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Fekete Istvan
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Dec 15, 2009 22:59:32 GMT -5
Post by Fekete Istvan on Dec 15, 2009 22:59:32 GMT -5
Istvan frowned a little at the sight of someone unfamiliar walking into the sickbay, and quickened his pace down the hall as he followed him. He poked his head into the room, looking over at the man he didn't recognize and clearing his throat.
"Can I help you with something, sir?" he asked politely.
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Prescott M. Coretti
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Dec 15, 2009 23:03:03 GMT -5
Post by Prescott M. Coretti on Dec 15, 2009 23:03:03 GMT -5
Scott turned with an expression of surprise. He stepped forward. "Oh yes. I'm looking for Dr. Elliestraaeln Evans-Barros. I'm an old colleague of hers." He glanced around the room again. "I was told I was likely to find her here... though it seems I missed her off-chance..."
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Fekete Istvan
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Dec 15, 2009 23:09:04 GMT -5
Post by Fekete Istvan on Dec 15, 2009 23:09:04 GMT -5
"I see," Istvan nodded. "Well, since she's not here, I imagine she's probably visiting with one of the other professors... I could help you find her if you like. I was on my way to see her myself when I noticed you. I don't think I've seen you here before. Are you a new professor?"
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Prescott M. Coretti
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Dec 15, 2009 23:17:13 GMT -5
Post by Prescott M. Coretti on Dec 15, 2009 23:17:13 GMT -5
Scott smiled. He nodded and told the young man, "Yes, I'm going to be a professor. Anatomy and Physiology, as it were."
"That would be excellent. If you don't mind, I'll stay here if you would do me the favor of finding her. Just tell her I'm an old friend."
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Fekete Istvan
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Dec 15, 2009 23:26:28 GMT -5
Post by Fekete Istvan on Dec 15, 2009 23:26:28 GMT -5
"Of course," Istvan answered, smiling and nodding as he slipped away and down the hall toward Professor Yogo's office.
He returned to the sick bay a few minutes later with Professor Yogo, leading him into the sick bay and speaking to the stranger. "I couldn't find Dr. E, but Professor Yogo seemed the most likely to know where she might be..."
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Dec 15, 2009 23:34:59 GMT -5
Post by Hoshi Yogo on Dec 15, 2009 23:34:59 GMT -5
Hoshi peered into the infirmary at the man, glancing between him and Istvan. He gave a crooked smile, extending a hand to the man. "I'm Hoshi, by the way," he said cordially. "Istvan tells me you're an old colleague of Ellie's?"
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Prescott M. Coretti
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Dec 15, 2009 23:44:22 GMT -5
Post by Prescott M. Coretti on Dec 15, 2009 23:44:22 GMT -5
Scott accepted the shake, grinning amiably. Again he nodded. "Yes, I was head surgeon at the same hospital as she. My name is Scott." His grin tweaked a little bit. This man had lingering traces of Elliestraaeln's perfume on him. "I was hoping to surprise her by showing up unannounced but it seems that the joke is on me. I guess old Dr. Coretti never will be good at pranks." He chortled.
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Dec 15, 2009 23:57:00 GMT -5
Post by Hoshi Yogo on Dec 15, 2009 23:57:00 GMT -5
Hoshi recoiled slightly, tensing at the name. "I see," he replied, his voice crisp and cool, crossing his arms over his chest. "Well, she's still recuperating from recent traumatic events. You'll understand if she chooses not to see you at the moment."
He hesitated for a moment. "I can find her and see whether or not she's willing to speak with you, if nothing else," he said smoothly, "but if she says no, I'll have to kindly ask you to piss off.'"
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Fekete Istvan
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Dec 16, 2009 0:23:00 GMT -5
Post by Fekete Istvan on Dec 16, 2009 0:23:00 GMT -5
Istvan looked from one professor to the other in silence, processing Professor Yogo's words. Why would Miss E be so averse to seeing this... Mr. Coretti? Had he harmed her somehow in the past? He felt himself tensing, and kept his wary eyes on the new professor, not saying a word.
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Prescott M. Coretti
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Dec 23, 2009 16:02:33 GMT -5
Post by Prescott M. Coretti on Dec 23, 2009 16:02:33 GMT -5
Scott clapped his hands together once in front of his chin. His expression didn't change. "That would be nice. Yes, please do that." He turned and smiled at the student. "Or I can find her. Would that be easier?"
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Fekete Istvan
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Dec 23, 2009 17:11:35 GMT -5
Post by Fekete Istvan on Dec 23, 2009 17:11:35 GMT -5
"I'll see if I can find her," Istvan answered, keeping his face and voice calm and casual. "Please excuse me."
He slipped out of the room, immediately seeing the healer coming toward the sick bay from the other end of the hallway. He hurried to meet her, speaking softly and quickly so his voice wouldn't carry down the hall.
"Miss E, there's a man in the sick bay to see you. A Doctor Coretti. He claims to be an old friend of yours... Professor Yogo said you wouldn't like to see him for some reason... he seemed to recognize this doctor, and he didn't react very positively when he heard his name. I'm inclined to think he's someone you should avoid by any means possible."
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Elliestraaeln Evans-Barros
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Dec 23, 2009 17:29:20 GMT -5
Post by Elliestraaeln Evans-Barros on Dec 23, 2009 17:29:20 GMT -5
Ellie, who had smiled initially at Istvan's approach, dropped her cheer immediately at the mention of the surgeon's name. That bastard was here? A dull ache spread suddenly through her abdomen-- more memory than actual pain. She pressed her hand against the flat of her stomach and frowned.
"Thank you, Istvan," she said softly to the young man, taking a few strides toward the door of the sick bay. She entered, her steps slow and purposeful, her eyes narrowed sharply at the Prescott.
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Fekete Istvan
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Dec 23, 2009 17:38:06 GMT -5
Post by Fekete Istvan on Dec 23, 2009 17:38:06 GMT -5
Istvan followed anxiously in Ellie's wake, watching her with a morbid sort of curiosity. What did she intend to do? Apparently Istvan's assumptions about the man had been right -- he had hurt her somehow.
He hadn't missed the way she had held her hand over her stomach when he was speaking... like she was remembering a pregnancy. The emotions in her face indicated that said pregnancy had ended badly. Had Doctor Coretti had something to do with that? A wave of anger rushed through him at the thought. Who would do that to an innocent mother and unborn child?
Istvan held his peace, his expression cold with anger as he watched Ellie approach Dr. Coretti with narrowed eyes and determined steps.
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Prescott M. Coretti
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Dec 23, 2009 17:50:35 GMT -5
Post by Prescott M. Coretti on Dec 23, 2009 17:50:35 GMT -5
Scott held his arms wide. He smiled at his ex-wife. "Hello there, Elliestraaeln. It's so nice to see you. You look healthy."
The emphasis he put on the word healthy was of subtle malice. One corner of his mouth curled upwards.
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Elliestraaeln Evans-Barros
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Dec 23, 2009 17:56:50 GMT -5
Post by Elliestraaeln Evans-Barros on Dec 23, 2009 17:56:50 GMT -5
Ellie, one arm wrapped around her middle, closed the distance between her and Scott quickly. She breathed heavily through her nose and, now half a step away from the man, raked the nails of her free hand across his face. The action was made with no other movement or warning-- just a single swipe, and then Ellie stepped away from him.
"You get out of my infirmary," she hissed, the tone of her voice uncharacteristically frightening, though it held a slight thickness, as if she were forcing back a sob.
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Dec 23, 2009 18:18:19 GMT -5
Post by Hoshi Yogo on Dec 23, 2009 18:18:19 GMT -5
Hoshi leaned back against Ellie's desk, his arms crossed over his chest. He smirked, his gaze fixed on Scott.
"I'd say that qualifies as a 'kindly piss off', wouldn't you, Istvan?" he mused, his eyes flickering briefly back to the student. "She doesn't want you here. You can either remove yourself voluntarily, or someone will be forced to do it for you."
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Fekete Istvan
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Dec 23, 2009 18:22:51 GMT -5
Post by Fekete Istvan on Dec 23, 2009 18:22:51 GMT -5
Istvan's eyes widened at Ellie's unexpected reaction, but he grinned a little and nodded at Professor Yogo's remark. "That more than qualifies, I think."
He watched Dr. Coretti warily, his eyes narrowing again. He must have done something exceptionally terrible to get such a reaction from the normally gentle healer...
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Dec 23, 2009 18:30:51 GMT -5
Post by jonathanharris on Dec 23, 2009 18:30:51 GMT -5
Jonathan was wandering the halls, again, because wandering the halls was not something he could get in trouble for and was a good way to avoid people he did not like. He strolled along, whistling to himself. As he passed the sick bay, he happened to look inside. Teachers, one student, all standing around, nothing particularly spec- Holy shit, did Eliie just claw that guy?
Jonathan stopped, shocked. Then his shock turned into joy. Oh, this was priceless. He could have lots and lots of glorious fun with this. Taking a deep breath, he sauntered into the sick bay, waving his arms.
"Now, now, now..." He said, brushing past Istvan, Ellie, and the Yogo person that he knew only by name to stand in front of this new person. Jonathan contorted his face into a convoluted version of pity. "Can't we all just get along?"
And he actually managed to hold the face for another half second before he broke down laughing. "Nah, I'm just kidding. I love a good fight. Especially when it's teachers. Oh, the drama. This'll be all over the school by tomorrow morning." He turned to face the new person. "Actually, I think I'll twist the story a little bit. I like writing fiction. Especially fiction that everybody believes." He laughed and put a hand on the new person's shoulder. "And besides, I love fucking with new people. Not like that, in this case at least. You're too old, and kinda creepy-looking." He tilted his head to one side. "You aren't a perv, are you? Preying on innocent students and helpless healers?"
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Prescott M. Coretti
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Dec 23, 2009 18:52:56 GMT -5
Post by Prescott M. Coretti on Dec 23, 2009 18:52:56 GMT -5
Scott pressed his hand to his face in an effort to staunch the blood. A low chuckle started in his throat. Oh this was the fire he remembered. "Still feisty as ever I see. Though I don't remember you keeping your nails long Ellie."
The hand on his shoulder made his grin widen. "You're a funny child," he said through his fingers. He nudged the student to the side with his free hand. He stepped past him and pulled his hand from his face, raising an eyebrow at the blood that stained his palm. He held the bloody hand out for the student to see. The grin returned to his face. "Sweet little Ellie is less than helpless," he chuckled. He took a few steps towards the door.
"I will speak with you later," he said to Ellie. And then he left, his shoulders shaking with laughter.
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Dec 23, 2009 19:05:01 GMT -5
Post by jonathanharris on Dec 23, 2009 19:05:01 GMT -5
Jonathan's nostrils flared as the man left. He did not like being brushed off. At all.
"Alright, brainstorming session." he said to anyone who might be paying attention to him. "What sort of story do I spread? I was thinking he attacked her first, and let that snowball into, you know, rape or something nasty like that. But I'm open to suggestions."
Then he turned away and walked over to sit on a cot. "Either way, I don't like him. I don't know if he's teaching, but if he is, I'm making him my bitch for the next few weeks."
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Dec 23, 2009 19:12:39 GMT -5
Post by Hoshi Yogo on Dec 23, 2009 19:12:39 GMT -5
Hoshi scowled as Scott cleared the room, laying one hand gently on Ellie's shoulder. "Don't worry about him," he said lowly. "If he gives you any more trouble, just tell someone. The headmistress took care of Conall; she can take care of him, too."
Hoshi glanced back at Jonathan. "Don't you have somewhere to be?" he commented. "And I'd appreciate it if you'd watch your language."
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Dec 23, 2009 19:31:53 GMT -5
Post by jonathanharris on Dec 23, 2009 19:31:53 GMT -5
Jonathan smiled broadly. "I know you know who I am, and I know you know that means that I have nowhere to be. And I'm not going to watch my language. My language is not a physical thing. I couldn't watch it even if I wanted to." He winked at the teacher. "You're welcome to try, though. Good luck."
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Dec 23, 2009 22:36:14 GMT -5
Post by Hoshi Yogo on Dec 23, 2009 22:36:14 GMT -5
Hoshi shrugged. "Fine, continuing lounging here," he replied, smirking. "Though I have to warn you, a freshman with lice was using that cot yesterday and it hasn't been washed yet."
Hoshi shook his head and sighed. "Terrible things. A pretty girl with hair nearly to the floor, and it had to be shaved off completely. Fae lice, if I'm not mistaken, and they left sores the size of a grown man's knuckles all over her scalp. They're nasty little things, that's for certain. I know I wouldn't want to get them. Would you, Ellie?"
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Elliestraaeln Evans-Barros
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Dec 23, 2009 22:55:46 GMT -5
Post by Elliestraaeln Evans-Barros on Dec 23, 2009 22:55:46 GMT -5
Between Jonathan and Hoshi, Ellie's fury at Scott's sudden presence ebbed away at a surprising rate. She brought her hand up to her mouth to hide her smile, but the laughter bubbled out of her with such vehemence that she was soon bent nearly double. It was several moments before she could school her breathing into a semi-regular pattern, and she straightened her back with a small cough. Tucking a stray tendril behind her ear, she smiled at Hoshi and said, "Oh, no I wouldn't, Hoshi. Horrible creatures. Vicious things. Jonathan, dear, we wouldn't want to have to drop you in a chemical bath."
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