Welcome To Brantley

Charlotte, North Carolina

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Rikie Louis [3] {WIP} | Patient #3 |
Arthur Malone [3] "Confidence smiles, arrogance smirks."
Katy McMilleran [3] Nurse #2 {WIP}
Katherine Benetton [3] Little Miss Sunshine
Nick Howland [2] WIP
Ray Maguire [1] "You really don't want to mess with the hospital while I'm around."

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Character Portrait: Rikie Louis Character Portrait: Nick Howland Character Portrait: Arthur Malone Character Portrait: Dr. Callie Rivera Character Portrait: Katherine Benetton Character Portrait: Katy McMilleran

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Welcome to Brantley Hospital. Where the patients are treated, and the doctors are... well, employed, to say the least. Here, we take a closer look into the lives of the staff here at Brantley. After all..

The doctor must be well to heal the patient, after all.

It's the beginning of true winter, and that's when the hospital gets busier, with sniffling colds, to deliveries. Tensions are high, and relationships could be at risk.

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Here she was again. Getting yet another blood transfusion. God, she hated her Sickle Cell disease. She walked into the main office of Brantley Hospital, giving a slight wave to the receptionist. "Hey, Rikie!" She was greeted cheerfully by the blonde behind the desk, upon which she returned her greeting with a small smile and nod. "Hey, Sarah!" Rikie chimed, before slapping on her nametag as always, and walking back down the long hall, to her usual room, number 577.

She took off her leather jacket once she was in the room, and rolled up her sleeve as always. Now, all she needed was a doctor.

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Character Portrait: Rikie Louis Character Portrait: Arthur Malone

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It was far more common, in Arthur Malone's life, to wake up early to some sort of emergency call rather than his own alarm clock. Perhaps that was why that wintery morning seemed so odd to him. His apartment was cold, for he never bothered to set the heat to kick in this early. He folded his arms across his chest and half-shuffled about as he readied himself for the day. Within about forty-five minutes, he was locking the door to his apartment with his bag in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other.

Arthur walked through the automatic doors of Brantley within another half hour, grinning at the secretary working the front desk as he walked towards her. "Good morning, Sarah," he greeted, leaning slightly on the desk. She beamed back at him, for she very rarely even had time to speak to the Head Surgeon. More often than not, he was running past her to deal with an emergency. "Have anything that needs doing?" She looked down at her books, surprised, for there was an uncommon lull in affairs at Brantley, it seemed.

"Er...Rikie Louis is in Room 577 for her blood transfusion," she replied, for it was just about the only case that didn't have someone responding to it. He nodded and gathered up his things as he made his way to the room where, just a few minutes ago, blood had been delivered. Art flashed a smile at her as he set down his bag and coffee.

"Good morning, Miss Louis," he said cheerfully, setting up a needle to draw blood first. "You know the drill, I'm sure. We need to run some tests to make sure everything is in order." Art walked up to her with the needle in hand. He hadn't drawn blood from someone in ages, and it was usually a nurse's job either way, but it happened to be a welcomed change to his everyday routine. "Need me to count to three?" His smile and the slight chuckle that proceeded it hinted that he was teasing, assuming she was familiar with needles by now.

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"Need me to count to three?"

Rikie swallowed, never exactly getting over the fear of needles, even though she's been pricked a thousand times by now. She bit her lip. At least he was an attractive doctor. Rikie mentally frowned on the fact that she didn't have a boyfriend or anything like, she knew she was the cat lady everyone joked about, but without the cats. Shaking her head, she answered the handsome doctor with a smirk. "Nah." She said simply and chuckled lightly at the sarcasm.

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Character Portrait: Nick Howland Character Portrait: Dr. Callie Rivera Character Portrait: Katherine Benetton Character Portrait: Katy McMilleran Character Portrait: Ray Maguire

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He was up before his alarm even sounded, crying out softly at the phantom pain of a bullet shooting through his back. Ray's knees pulled up to his chest, curling halfway into fetal position around his pillow. A few beads of sweat had formed on his brow during his sleep, and he wiped them away as the bedroom door opened up. Ray jolted, sitting up with the pillow in a choke hold of sorts. Makayla stood in the doorway, the hallway light creating a silhouette of her body.

"Dad...?" she said softly, holding the door open with one shoulder as she crossed her arms across her chest. "Are you alright?" Randall rubbed the back of his neck slowly, nodding at an equally turtle-like pace. His chest rose and fell with more vigor.

"I'm fine, Mac," he said, utilizing the nickname he had created for her years ago. It was, more or less, her first name now. Her full first name reminded him of Katy. He could see Makayla nod back at him, uncrossing her arms to take a piece of hair in her fingers where she toyed with it. "Go back to sleep...I'll wake you up in a bit, alright?" Again, she nodded and closed the door behind her as she retreated to her room. Ray gave a soft sigh and let himself fall on to his back, closing his eyes as he did so.




"Dad, I can't be late again!" she cried, clutching her school bag to her chest as Randall hectically pulled up to the front of the school, easily violating a few laws. Makayla turned to him, her face pulled into an expression that reminded him so vividly of her mother.

"Blame it on me then!" he shouted, smiling at her in hopes of evoking a sort of laugh. She maintained the same expression as she got out of the car, turning her back to him just as a light spasm of pain shot through the permanently damaged nerve. "Take the bus home, alright? Call me when you're home!" She shot him a thumbs-up as she walked quickly into the school.

Ray sighed and put the car into drive before hurtling down the road towards the hospital. He arrived with just a few minutes left until he would be considering late. At a light jog, despite the pain in his leg, he managed to clock in and make it to the break room in time. While the others in the room sat mostly around coffee, he made himself a cup of hot chocolate. When he was ready, he took a seat at one of the tables about the room, hoping someone would come up and strike up a conversation. He hated to wait around awkwardly like this.

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Character Portrait: Rikie Louis Character Portrait: Arthur Malone Character Portrait: Katherine Benetton Character Portrait: Katy McMilleran

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Art smiled back at Rikie, momentarily relieved that she had accepted his sarcasm. It would have been terribly awkward, to say the least, if she hadn't. He disliked this menial nurse work he was performing. For a man who had spent his entire life trying to achieve greatness in the medical world, drawing and transfusing blood was comparably boring. Then again, it was a nice change of pace. It certainly helped that she was an attractive woman, plus Arthur so rarely had the chance to talk with patients. Most of his were under some sort of anesthetic when he dealt with them.

He held her skin taut with one hand as he rubbed alcohol over the site where, just a few seconds later, he broke the skin with the needle. Arthur grabbed the box of Band Aids he had been provided with and chose one at random, for all of them sported some sort of outdated cartoon character. "Bugs Bunny" he remarked as he covered the wound. "I'm jealous." Again, he flashed her a smirk before securing the blood he had drawn for transportation.

He looked towards the bag of blood then and carried it over to hang it in the rack. It took him a bit to find a suitable vein, but he did find one. "We'll go get this checked out for you while you get your transfusion, alright?" he said after she'd been hooked up with an IV to the bag of blood. Though he had little trouble going through the majority of this procedure, he truly did feel it was beneath him to carry the blood all of the way to diagnostics. Therefore, he pulled his pager out and contacted the front desk: Can I get a nurse in Room 577 to transport some blood from Miss Rikie Louis to diagnostics for testing?