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a-trids‌:

“What? Cartoon scrubs are the best.” She mocked a tone of disbelief as she inspected her hand. She truly was lucky that she Cordy was right around the corner, definitely lucky she hadn’t cut herself too deeply. “My step-mom had came to visit a couple of week back with my dad, and she made dinner. Asked her to teach me.” She stood from her chair, grabbing her own glass, moving towards her kitchen area. “It’s rice with black beans, and ground beef with some green and red peppers. First time making it so please be kind.”

“Tell you what,” Cordy said with a precocious smile, “When I become a doctor, you can buy me a pair of Looney Toons ones and I promise to wear the life out of them.”

Cordy walked over to Astrid’s side, “Well that sounds amazing... but what are you going to eat?” She smiled, “Just kidding. So what do you wanna watch tonight? Are we going old school 80s or 90s, or full on cheesy Hallmark movies? Or we could just get drunk and talk shit about people.” 

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evaxclarke‌:

The hint of an accent was enough for Eva to look up to see who had run into her and sure as shit, she knew who it was. The newest medic, Cordelia Sweeting. Eva hadn’t really gotten the chance to sit down and talk to her yet, but she seemed nice. It was hard to push past her history, but Eva needed to remind herself that if Oliver trusted someone, she should too. 

Waving off her apology, she offered one. “No worries, it was my fault.” She noticed the coffee splattered on the ground, centimeters from her currently sterile supplies. Quickly finishing putting everything in the bag, she stood up, offering a hand to the other girl. “Are you rushing somewhere? I figure now is as good of a time as any to get to know each other a little more before we inevitably have to work together on the front lines.” She added with a chuckle, dusting herself off. “Can I get you another coffee?” 

Cordy still didn’t know many of the Fausts, but getting to know her fellow medic seemed like the best place to start. “No, no, I’m in no rush.” She said, a bit struck by how quick the girl had been to invite her out. “Yeah, yeah another coffee would be great. I’m in desperate need of caffeine. When that cup spilled my heart broke a far bit.” 

She smiled and took the girl’s hand, standing up and trying not to groan as her knees ached. Should a twenty-five year old body hurt this much already? “You’re Eva right?” She knew her name but felt polite clarifying. “I’m Cordelia.” As they started walking down the sidewalk she kept her voice quiet and even. “So how long have you worked for the Fausts?” 

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mclanic‌:

a short and sweet starter for cordelia // @cordelia-sweeting​

“so, just out of curiosity,” melanie began, taking a sip from her hot chocolate. she was all bundled up due to the cold, remnants of snow evident in her hair.  her favorite seat was one facing the door so she could study everyone that came through the door to discern who was a good mark. “what’s your favorite story from the nursing thing? like, i don’t know, you saw a paralyzed patient walking toward you and you cried rivers of tears?”

Looking up from her books, Cordy smiled at the question. She got it from time to time, usually she had a sweet and happy answer about working with kids for when she was at parties or dinners. But when it was friends and one on one she had better, less sentimental stories to share. “Um, no, sadly nothing like that. But I’ve found some pretty interesting shit up peoples assholes at 3 in the morning. Weirdest thing yet is is a turnip, but its at the top of a long and competitive list.” 

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She was lucky Cordy showed up when she did. It was girls night, where they watched 80s romance movies, and drank wine. It was Astrid’s turn to host, and while she was in the middle of preparing dinner for the two of them, the knife slipped. “What am a child? Of course, I want the neon one.” She stuck her tongue out at her friend. “I do appreciate you. Imagine if you hadn’t been here.”

“You would be surprised by how many extremely dull people pick the beige ones... I mean, I consider myself a professional woman but I’m not about to paint my walls taupe and give up on sunshine and rainbows. I do however draw the line at the scrubs with the cartoon characters on them. I have limits.”

She finished bandaging up her friend and sipped her wine before packing away her kit. “What are you cooking anyways? It smells amazing.” 

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richieoshea‌:

Taking in the stranger a little more closely, Richie realized that he had mistaken her for someone else. The face was a bit familiar but he couldn’t quite place her in his memory so he figured she must have been right and they really didn’t know each other. Cheeks tinted red – from the cold, he tried to convince himself – Richie gave the other an embarrassed smile. 

“Sorry you looked like a friend back in high school.” Scratching the back of his neck, Richie tried to save the awkward situation with small talk, something he wasn’t entirely good at, but it didn’t hurt to try. “Are you here fore a tree? I mean, I’m pretty sure you are, but do you know what you’re looking for?”

She noticed the stranger blush a little and felt herself do the same. She really needed to stop watching people so obviously... “No, I’m sorry I was... yeah, sorry.” She chuckled nervously. “Um... am I here for a tree?” 

She paused, it would certainly better reason to be there than I came to watch people after my twelve hours shift because even though I’m dead tired I don’t want to go sit at home alone. A little girl ran passed her just then, her hands reaching out to hold her parents hands. Cordy sighed, “Yes. I have a super small apartment though so... it’s basically futile to look. Do you know if they have any of those super tiny, almost sad looking trees? Ones that can sit on a coffee table?” She cringed at her own description. “Oh wow, is there any way that didn’t sound completely pathetic?” 

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“Don’t worry it’s not the worst injury I’ve ever seen, but I feel your pain,” Cordy said, smiling her nurse smile, the one she used on children and the gentler adult patients. She wasn’t technically on shift but she was in her scrubs and had her kit with her. “This ought to take care of it.” She said reaching back into her bag and pulling out two band-aids. “I have plain beige or ones with neon stars, take your pick.” 

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richieoshea‌:

With his windows rolled down, Richie stared out onto the pre-season tree lot. Though it was only November and there was still Thanksgiving, he was already starting to get the holiday vibes. Picking a tree out for his apartment was something he had been looking forward to, but seeing all the other couples walking around just reminded Richie how lonely he was. He could have called his siblings or his friends but he wanted something more. Pushing himself to just go with it – God Richie it’s just a tree – he exited his car and walked towards the lot, eyes downcast at how pathetic he must have looked to the others. Inspecting a random tree that seemed up to par for his standards, Richie was about to look around some more when a voice had him turning. “Oh hey! How you been man?" 

Cordelia didn’t know why she had bothered with the tree lot. It was something between the scent of pine and the kid selling cider right outside, the warmth and intimate smells making her smile. And the family’s and roommates, and couples all tree shopping. She held her warm drink in her mitten covered hands and wandered aimlessly through the trees.

She liked to people watch, never really learning much that could be confirmed, but just found it a calming sight, to see people living their lives. She’d been watching this one guy, young looking for a few minutes. He looked nice enough, perhaps a bit lonely. When he spoke he was looking at her, but she definitely didn’t know him. She looked behind herself to see if he was talking to someone else. “Are you talking to me? Because I don’t think we know each other.”

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evaxclarke‌:

Eva’s hands were gripping her bags tightly through the black gloves, the irrational fear they were stained with blood was stronger than normal today. After everything that had happened, she couldn’t help but feel like she was covered all the time. More than anything though, she was tired. Tired was a constant state of being for the medic, but this felt like more than that. It was total and utter exhaustion. Her body ached, her mind was muddled. This was a time, if she still used, that she’d get high. The thought itched in the back of her mind. Knowing that she could feel relief in an instant. But, she refrained. Instead, she had a job to do. 

She needed to restock some of her personal medical supplies, and feed her caffeine addiction, so she was out walking to her final destination to the coffee shop. The brisk air biting her cheeks as she tucked her face a little more into her collar, wishing her gloves were thicker. Too lost in her own thoughts, she tried to pick up the pace, the coffee shop in her eyeline and shoulder checked someone so hard, she dropped her bag, causing its contents to spill onto the sidewalk. “Fucking great.” She cursed under her breath kneeling down to scoop the items back in the bag before whoever she ran in to started to question why she would have a dozen rolls of non-stick gauze, five bottles of antiseptic, and three bottles of over the counter pain meds.

Cordelia was as equally lost in her thoughts as the person she’d crashed into. In her strange way she was staring right at the woman, trying to glean, or perhaps just imagine information about her, and then she smacked right into her like an idiot. The coffee she had just bought went to the ground, splattering all over the sidewalk. 

“Shit, sorry, I wasn’t paying proper attention.” She said, the light accent that still remained in her voice was hoarse from a morning talking to patients and studying all night long. 

Had her backpack not been secured around her shoulder, she could’ve sworn the medical supplies that had spilled out along the ground belonged to her. But she was more careful than that. She bent down to help pick up the scattered objects. Placing the mostly empty coffee cup on the ground and wiping her wet hand on her scrubs, 

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(Jessica Sula, 25, female, she/her) Was that CORDELIA SWEETING? I heard a rumor they work for the FAUST family, but who knows for sure? They can be a bit VINDICTIVE & DRIVEN but I also heard they can be PATIENT & WARM-HEARTED. You’ll usually find them at UNIVERSITY OF CHICAGO MEDICAL CENTRE (as a nurse) in their spare time, when they’re not being a MEDIC. You may want to keep an eye on that one ! (Syd, she/her, 25, MTZ, none)

TW: Mentions of Torture/Abuse 

Basic Info:

Name: Cordelia “Cordy” Sweeting 

Occupation: Registered Nurse (And Medic for the Fausts) 

Age: 25

Birthday: March 5th

Nationality: British

Religion: Athiest

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A Quick History: 

Her mother died of cancer when she was quite young. During her time at the hospital Cordy developed her interest in medicine and decided to become a doctor. She went to school to become a nurse but continues to study for her MD and learns new skills in... less than reputable ways. 

After finishing school, she left for the states, moving from town to town trying to find her way and acquiring new skills while shedding her naivety and romantic nature. 

Two years ago, a strange man contacted her about her father, who’d abandoned her mother when she was diagnosed. He said he was an old friend of her father’s and that he could help her find him. She decided to follow him and moved to Florida.

While there she met new friends and along the way got involved with the illegal underworld of gangs, crime, and the black market. She learned the most from her mentor and romantic interest Michael, who took her under his wing as his surgical assistant in his illegal practice, harvesting organs for the Black Market.

Her father’s old friend fed her more information and Cordy, intent on getting revenge, worked with him to track down her father. With the help of Michael, she found him, tortured him, and harvested his organs before leaving him for dead. 

Since that ordeal, Cordelia decided to leave her beach side home to clear her head and is continuing to study medicine in Chicago... only to be invited back to the criminal underworld again. 

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