1 D rank patrol Mission (Private) Sun Aug 20, 2017 12:27 am
Hyde
D-rank
Hyde had been managing to keep himself fairly busy with work at the clinic. However it was all simple work. Mostly clerical, Their filing system had been lacking before he arrived. At least now he had made some dent into it and computerized a catalog of how to find everything. Now it was just a matter of time before he had it all filed and what was he going to get for it? A thank you likely but nothing more than a kindly worded letter to the hospital once his hours were done. For now he was at his apartment and reading his notes on some of the more interesting cases that came through. By interesting it was a subjective term. Of bruises and and scrapes a concussion was the case of interest for the night. A young man that had beamed his head missing a jump between buildings. Trying to impress himself or a squad mate likely.
However he would only have a moment of reading to himself. The subject not really enough to invest himself on. Really they had just reduced the swelling and monitored him overnight, He had been fine by the morning. He was still settled in his bed and flipping through pages when there was a knock on his door. His blue eyes would shift to the doorway a moment before he would set the pages down and shift himself to his feet. Moving quietly across the floor and listening to the door a moment. There was only silence on the other side. He would wait a moment before turning the knob and opening the door just to the chains length. There was no one outside but a letter fell from where it was jammed in the doorway. Quietly he would kneel down and collect it before closing and locking the door again. Curios of what was in the letter.
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However he would only have a moment of reading to himself. The subject not really enough to invest himself on. Really they had just reduced the swelling and monitored him overnight, He had been fine by the morning. He was still settled in his bed and flipping through pages when there was a knock on his door. His blue eyes would shift to the doorway a moment before he would set the pages down and shift himself to his feet. Moving quietly across the floor and listening to the door a moment. There was only silence on the other side. He would wait a moment before turning the knob and opening the door just to the chains length. There was no one outside but a letter fell from where it was jammed in the doorway. Quietly he would kneel down and collect it before closing and locking the door again. Curios of what was in the letter.
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