Special Agent Dale Cooper (
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sirenspull_logs2012-05-23 04:43 am
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Who: Cooper and OPEN to hospital staff and patients
When: May 23 - 25
Where: a private room in SPGH's recovery ward
Summary: Since the doctors won't let him leave yet, Cooper's asked to share his room with flu patients.
Warnings: Buddhism and mild clairvoyance?
Notes: If you want your character to make a sudden recovery, shove them in this room and let Cooper chat them up for a while.
Dale Cooper was eager to leave the hospital. It wasn't that he wanted to be a difficult patient, but he believed the local doctors were being overly cautious when it came to his wounds. No one seemed to believe that he felt fit enough to check out of the hospital, let alone explore the city as he so wanted to do. But, compared to past injuries, an abdominal gunshot wound and a few broken ribs seemed mild. He was convinced he was well on his way to a full recovery and should already have returned to work.
If they weren't going to allow him to check out, though, then he insisted they wheel in a few extra beds to accommodate flu patients who needed the room more desperately than he did. So far, he had displayed complete immunity. Theoretically, this was because he was not consumed with guilt. Cooper wasn't sure how much he believed the assessment that this illness was connected with guilt, but he would operate is if it was correct. And he intended to greet his new roommates with compassion.
When: May 23 - 25
Where: a private room in SPGH's recovery ward
Summary: Since the doctors won't let him leave yet, Cooper's asked to share his room with flu patients.
Warnings: Buddhism and mild clairvoyance?
Notes: If you want your character to make a sudden recovery, shove them in this room and let Cooper chat them up for a while.
Dale Cooper was eager to leave the hospital. It wasn't that he wanted to be a difficult patient, but he believed the local doctors were being overly cautious when it came to his wounds. No one seemed to believe that he felt fit enough to check out of the hospital, let alone explore the city as he so wanted to do. But, compared to past injuries, an abdominal gunshot wound and a few broken ribs seemed mild. He was convinced he was well on his way to a full recovery and should already have returned to work.
If they weren't going to allow him to check out, though, then he insisted they wheel in a few extra beds to accommodate flu patients who needed the room more desperately than he did. So far, he had displayed complete immunity. Theoretically, this was because he was not consumed with guilt. Cooper wasn't sure how much he believed the assessment that this illness was connected with guilt, but he would operate is if it was correct. And he intended to greet his new roommates with compassion.
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He gestures to the hospital bed, to the room around them. "You're looking at my job here," he says. "The doctors say all I should focus on is getting better. But I'm going a little stir-crazy. As soon as they let me out of here, you bet I'm going to walk straight to the police station and demand a job."
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It takes a moment fiddling to get the text to separate properly, but when she gets it she holds the NV up again.
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