The tips of her fingers had been hurting for weeks and the few nails that had ripped off or unevenly had grown slightly. Her hands weren't horrible to look at now but Sashine mostly kept them under her gloves to keep people from labeling her an abomination. The first few days, she had tried gloves and the material hurt rubbing against her tender flesh but what was worse, her gloves had gotten blood on them as it just wouldn't stop so she had to have them wrapped where she usually got her nails done. It was a nice feeling to feel the sentiment from someone who understood the pain of losing the beauty that was a manicure and how long she would have to wait until she could go back. Even now, Sashine had her hands wrapped in bandages under her gloves and it made her hands look so fat because of the volume under the gloves. It was absolutely horrendous!
The pink fluff stomped into the hospital fed up with how bothersome waiting to heal was. At the very least, she wanted her fingertips to stop aching. She looked around the building. The walls were white, the floor was white, it somehow felt colder here than outside and the people all seemed bored and halfway dead. Why was everyone so glum? Sure, they were probably dying little by little but wasn't that what getting old was as well? This place needed some color and some spunk. All these old people needed to be given pills to perk up and all the sad people needed to be put to sleep before they bummed her out. Heading straight to the receptionist, the cotton candy human looked at the woman straight in the eye showing her fiery passion. "Hey, I want to see a doctor right this second.", she paused and made an exaggerated look around the place, inspecting every corner. "You guys need a lot of help around here."
She walked to the nearest person waiting to be treated, a man who seemed hairier than a dog in the chest area and was walking around without a shirt. He also had a large gash on his shoulder that seemed to be in old bandages. He was probably here to get some new ones and since no one informed her of where they were, Sashine would work with what she had. She approached the man, sitting alone in a section that had no television, only decorative plants and four seats of which he occupied two. "Hello Sir, do you need any help? I am a med-nin, here to help you.", she smiled cutely at the man, his mood lifting immediately, she could tell. "What's wrong with your shoulder, Sir? Let me see.", Sashine moved closer, being gentle and keeping eye contact. His shoulder was kind of hairy as well and the feeling of the hair was soft, kind of like petting a cat if that cat was 6'2" and 30+.
"Ooo~ Your hair is so soft, can I touch it?", she petted his chest and giggled before moving back to the bandages and undoing them. She could feel his mood rise in happiness but she wasn't sure why that was. Maybe he liked the compliments. Underneath the bandages was a large cut, horrible and it looked like yellow stuff was coming out from it. It made her flinch her head back a little and close one eye. Yucky. "Alright Sir, right this way, I can get you bandaged up with a new pair and disinfected.", she walked past the people, leading the man by the hand past the people and into the hall with a bunch of rooms which she knew were consultation rooms from past visits. They walked by a few people and Sashine only smiled at them, walking with purpose, leading the man by the hand to the consultation room where she knew they'd have supplies. They walked by a particular doctor and Sashine said: "Busy day today, right, Ponnita?", she wasn't sure what their name was but it didn't matter, it sounded convincing.
With the man in tow, med-nin in fake training Sashine walked into the consultation room and sat in the stool closest to the tray with tools in it, leaving the door open to vent out what would likely be a horrible smell from that yellow stuff coming from the man's shoulder. "Please take a seat, Sir.". Voluntary med-nin of the day got the stethoscope on the counter and put it on her neck, the robe which was twice her size, going over her pink dress. She picked up a green vial of who knows what and poured it onto a cotton ball. Fingers crossed, things would go well.
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WC: 792 [OoC: I'll update in 5 days and hopefully someone responds or things will go south for myself and the hospital ;-; ]
The pink fluff stomped into the hospital fed up with how bothersome waiting to heal was. At the very least, she wanted her fingertips to stop aching. She looked around the building. The walls were white, the floor was white, it somehow felt colder here than outside and the people all seemed bored and halfway dead. Why was everyone so glum? Sure, they were probably dying little by little but wasn't that what getting old was as well? This place needed some color and some spunk. All these old people needed to be given pills to perk up and all the sad people needed to be put to sleep before they bummed her out. Heading straight to the receptionist, the cotton candy human looked at the woman straight in the eye showing her fiery passion. "Hey, I want to see a doctor right this second.", she paused and made an exaggerated look around the place, inspecting every corner. "You guys need a lot of help around here."
She walked to the nearest person waiting to be treated, a man who seemed hairier than a dog in the chest area and was walking around without a shirt. He also had a large gash on his shoulder that seemed to be in old bandages. He was probably here to get some new ones and since no one informed her of where they were, Sashine would work with what she had. She approached the man, sitting alone in a section that had no television, only decorative plants and four seats of which he occupied two. "Hello Sir, do you need any help? I am a med-nin, here to help you.", she smiled cutely at the man, his mood lifting immediately, she could tell. "What's wrong with your shoulder, Sir? Let me see.", Sashine moved closer, being gentle and keeping eye contact. His shoulder was kind of hairy as well and the feeling of the hair was soft, kind of like petting a cat if that cat was 6'2" and 30+.
"Ooo~ Your hair is so soft, can I touch it?", she petted his chest and giggled before moving back to the bandages and undoing them. She could feel his mood rise in happiness but she wasn't sure why that was. Maybe he liked the compliments. Underneath the bandages was a large cut, horrible and it looked like yellow stuff was coming out from it. It made her flinch her head back a little and close one eye. Yucky. "Alright Sir, right this way, I can get you bandaged up with a new pair and disinfected.", she walked past the people, leading the man by the hand past the people and into the hall with a bunch of rooms which she knew were consultation rooms from past visits. They walked by a few people and Sashine only smiled at them, walking with purpose, leading the man by the hand to the consultation room where she knew they'd have supplies. They walked by a particular doctor and Sashine said: "Busy day today, right, Ponnita?", she wasn't sure what their name was but it didn't matter, it sounded convincing.
With the man in tow, med-nin in fake training Sashine walked into the consultation room and sat in the stool closest to the tray with tools in it, leaving the door open to vent out what would likely be a horrible smell from that yellow stuff coming from the man's shoulder. "Please take a seat, Sir.". Voluntary med-nin of the day got the stethoscope on the counter and put it on her neck, the robe which was twice her size, going over her pink dress. She picked up a green vial of who knows what and poured it onto a cotton ball. Fingers crossed, things would go well.
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WC: 792 [OoC: I'll update in 5 days and hopefully someone responds or things will go south for myself and the hospital ;-; ]
