06-06-2010, 03:07 PM
Doc sat in the corner looking at the two objects he was holding in each hand. On the left was a syringe filled with an unmarked fluid. Perhaps adrenaline or even morphine. He hadn't remembered. and on the right was his magnum revolver.
"When science fails..."
He scanned around the small room looking at the small ragtag group of survivors. His gaze stopped upon the young girl. Her attention was focused elsewhere. He had heard from some of his colleges that a young mental patient was being released to visit family from the next town over. He knew this was her. They had cautioned him to be ready for serious injury should the worst happen.
The world showed it's own form of irony that day. Releasing the infection upon the world.
He had no idea why she was so fascinating to him. Feeling like there were questions he wanted to ask her, answers he wanted to hear. Although psychology was far beyond his level of practice. He solved practical problems. Not mental or emotional ones. Yet still he held his tongue. This was neither the time nor the place for such things. Turning his head away before she noticed.
Slowly standing. he rubbed the back of his neck. Replying to Sable's prior comment.
"It's as good a plan as any but we should leave soon."
"When science fails..."
He scanned around the small room looking at the small ragtag group of survivors. His gaze stopped upon the young girl. Her attention was focused elsewhere. He had heard from some of his colleges that a young mental patient was being released to visit family from the next town over. He knew this was her. They had cautioned him to be ready for serious injury should the worst happen.
The world showed it's own form of irony that day. Releasing the infection upon the world.
He had no idea why she was so fascinating to him. Feeling like there were questions he wanted to ask her, answers he wanted to hear. Although psychology was far beyond his level of practice. He solved practical problems. Not mental or emotional ones. Yet still he held his tongue. This was neither the time nor the place for such things. Turning his head away before she noticed.
Slowly standing. he rubbed the back of his neck. Replying to Sable's prior comment.
"It's as good a plan as any but we should leave soon."
