:'(
Roses are Red, Violets aren't blue, everything is permitted and nothing is true, I know it's hard, but you'll get through, just hold your head up high, you've still much to do <3
*Cordelia leaves the medical room and down the stairs and corridor a bit to one of the solitary doors, knocks on the door* Apologies but could you keep it down a little, the doctor is trying to instruct the new staff.
It's made out of metal! It shouldn't be a problem! *having no clue about technology, he roars and tries not to ruin his sauce, trying to look serious and scary, which isn't hard as a shark, but failing at the same time as he moves his hand so delicately and concentrates so passionately* Get on...
Oh sorry *Cordelia stumbles upon hearing the instructions to the newbie and she quickly turns back to her work to finish it before passing it to Annalee* It's all categorised so I hope it's readable enough for you....*she speaks politely and as sweet as she can in her shy but high voice*
*Cordelia wasn't quite finished with her assigned task but so as not to be rude she stood and bowed to welcome the new nurse and her guest as they entered* Pleasure to meet you, I am Cordelia, one of the other nurses. I look forward to working with you.
(ah okay ^^)
Yes, Ma'am.
*she says plainly as stands, walks towards the filing cabinet and starts going through the files, neatly and precisely writing down each patients medication needs* would you like me to do anything once the list is made?
*Mako is making the sauces for the various meals for the prisoners before they are served and he delivers the ones for those that can't leave their cells or posts* Where is that newbie?!
BASICS
Name : Nerita Murtagh
Nickname : Sharky, Mother (to her minions)
Gender : Female
Age : ?
BACKGROUND
Race : Mermaid/Siren
Powers : With her voice and music she can manipulate others to do her bidding, with a kiss she can continue to control them for as long as...
*she smiles back* sounds nice, thank you. A friend would be nice. *looking back to the microwave and crossing her arms* in regards to the guys in the kitchen department...can they be politely reminded not to put metal in it...it is usually safe but anything with sharp edges could cause a spark...
*she smiles lightly, thinking as she turns the machine on, it doing nothing as it hadn't been 'asked' to cook anything yet* that does sound nice, but what in return? *she sits again, pushing some of the buttons on the front as the machine pings back to life, spinning nothing as it still needed a...