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[ DAEWOO ;

Lee Daewoo had just raised his hand to knock on the door when it opened. He took a breath and opened his fist instead in a small, but friendly, wave, as a smile came to his face. Bobbing his head in a slight, albeit still polite, bow.                                       Daewoo nearly sputtered as the doctor begins to shut the door. He would be taken aback by how brusk Heesun is if he hadn’t already experienced it. “Dr. Ahn, good morning! Well, I hope it is. I just came by to see how you were settling in. I know for some, moving to such a small town can take a bit of acclimation. And I just wanted to make it clear that if you have any questions or need of assistance in finding things, you can feel free to ask me.”                    The school teachers smile widened, hoping he appeared genuinely friendly. Not thats Daewoo wasn’t genuinely personable, but their last interaction was short and the good doctor had seemed rather annoyed by everything, and everyone, involved.

               “I am MANAGING, thank you. I don’t need your ASSISTANCE.”

               The doctor feels no NEED to say any more on the matter, instead he leans in rather close, SCRUTINIZING very carefully; his gaze moving between the two of the teacher’s EYES. 

           ODD, indeed, to have a buildup of tissue over the cornea of ONE eye, but                                                                                                                     not the other-- 

               “Is your LEFT EYE sensitive to light? Do you get HEADACHES, feel NAUSEOUS, or perhaps have troubles with your DEPTH PERCEPTION?” He pauses, getting closer still and cocking his head to one side so as to see, SOMEWHAT, the profile of Daewoo’s eyes. “Namely the depth perception, considering I DOUBT this is a condition you’ve acquired over a SHORT period of time. It’s likely it started when you were PREPUBESCENT.”

               “You should make an appointment with your OPTOMETRIST.                      You have KERATOCONUS. You’ll need a minor operation.”

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♘ = stabbing them (sry doc)

Patient : @jilsaegNotes : Muse Reaction Status : ACCEPTING.

               The first thought he has is: blood.

               BLOOD pools at his feet and he WATCHES IT gush from under the saturated fibers of his shirt; through the previously LIGHT colored pores and all down his front, piling to the ground in great splatters. REPULSIVE, but the last thing he does is become ill-- 

               He stares with NO expression on his face, in shock, no doubt, at the wound and then at his ATTACKER, not in disbelief but with clear question.

                                                                Why?

               He was terrible, HORRENDOUS with social interaction and his bedside manner was the FURTHEST thing from impeccable, but he never thought he’d made any ENEMIES.

              PSYCHOSIS. Caused by? He’d need an expert opinion to know.

He peers into the man’s eyes, STAGGERING backward against his desk, where he then slumps DOWN to the floor. This isn’t the first time his surgery has seen his OWN blood, but it may be the first time it sees a DEATH at the hands of a very, very UNSTABLE man.

             “I don’t even KNOW your NAME...” The doctor croaks.

                                                                                          “DAMN you.”

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Patient : @pyroheart​Notes : Muse Reaction ; Threatening HeesunStatus : ACCEPTING.

               “ I have half a mind to REPORT you to the authorities for VIOLENT behavior. If you’re so DISPLEASED with my practice then switch to an IDIOTIC doctor that suits your need to be CODDLED rather than display CLEAR FACT. “

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© time machine

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[ JUNMO ;

He was not one to care about LAWS ( with exceptions to common ones ), which obviously explains his IGNORANCE when it comes to it. Junmo figured that he was STILL YOUNG, thinking that his age was enough excuse for him to not know about it. A defeated exhalation then came from the younger’s mouth, he had no choice but to take the examination. The boy HIGHLY DESIRED to go to their last outing, which was provided by their school; nothing but a small gift towards the newly high-school graduates before they head off to college. “Fine, fine. I’ll do the stupid checkup.” the younger released a groan. “But no weird stuff or INJECTIONS.” 

               “I will do what is REQUIRED for the examination and NOTHING more.”

               The doctor looks him over ONCE. He doesn’t CARE what it is that’s holding the boy back from making the appointment, what he CARES about is abiding by his STANDARD practices, and making sure that everyone under his care REMAINS healthy. 

                “You look HEALTHY to me, a man your age should have these check ups              ROUTINELY regardless. You do look a little PEAKY, I suppose. Make                                                sure you’re eating PROPER meals. Three times a day.”

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send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse ---

alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !

✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair .  ❤ = kissing them .  ₪ =  asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them .   ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare .  ♣ = discovering them crying .  回 = patching a wound .  ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ��� = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .

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Patient : @sundaeschool​ // @lucianintheskywithdemons​Notes : Trail Of Blood MemeStatus : ACCEPTING.

                Heesun does try, but the mere sight of that vile liquid does abruptly cause him to falter in his previously FAST steps; wavering once and clapping a hand over his mouth. But he can hear LABORED breath that isn’t his own and he KNOWS someone is in danger. 

                What he doesn’t expect, is who.

               “DAEWOO--” With sudden neglect for his fear he stoops low to the man’s side and looks him over; PANIC not evident in his face, but still in his beating heart and later in an uncharacteristic GASP. He looks away from the wound for a moment; taking the MUCH needed opportunity to open his case and find something to staunch the bleeding.

               “HOW did this happen? How could you be so CARELESS?”

               Daewoo, who had a safe job, and who was probably the only person in this town who wasn’t an accident prone IDIOT, was before him with a deep wound; must have been an accident-- two STUPID, stupid people had tried to carry him to Heesun’s clinic.

               Luckily he spotted that trail of blood on his way by. Luckily.

                                                                      “Why didn’t you CALL me first?”

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[ @nausciious ] Liked THIS for a STARTER.

               “ I don’t know who you are but there must be                                                      SOME reason that you’re STARING. “

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Patient : @jilsaegNotes : Trail Of Blood MemeStatus : ACCEPTING.

               “Dear GOD. Are you HURT? What’s happened here?”

               Two men, one appearing to be BLEEDING profusely, obviously unconscious; perhaps from BLOOD LOSS. The doctor has to LOOK AWAY, take a deep breath, and approach slowly; doing his best to inspect the wound from a distance-- He’s breathing...very shallow breaths, the WOUND appears to be in his abdomen, nearer to his hypogastric region. Perhaps below the NAVEL. A swell of blood soaks his shirt.

               Heesun GAGS, he turns his gaze onto the STILL CONSCIOUS individual and looks him over quietly--

                                                                                                         He seems oddly calm.

                                               “Don’t just STAND there, CALL AN AMBULANCE.”

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Patient : @ofstxrsNotes : Trail Of Blood MemeStatus : ACCEPTING.

               It would have been FINE had he not looked down and seen the red SPLOTCH on the ground, GLISTENING on the pavement amidst a hot summer day. Crimson spatter containing RICH amounts of DNA-- Belonging to a hopefully LIVING being-- 

               He recalls his scalpel making an incision in the abdomen of                a BELOVED grandmother, her family watching just beyond,               the blade coursing along her many layers of SKIN. She is               human. She isn’t just a patient. She isn’t just a body.

               This blood belongs to a PERSON. He stops losing his balance for a few steps and TIPPING over a garbage bin nearby to PURGE the bile that suddenly decided to come up; lunch, AGAIN.

               “HELLO?” He follows the trail anyway, with a prickling sensation at the back                                                                of his neck. “Is someone HURT? I can help you!”

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Patient : @sanquinaire​Notes : Trail Of Blood MemeStatus : ACCEPTING.

               “What’s HAPPENED are you hurt?”

                                                             BLOOD .

               Blood. Blood. BLOOD. The whole way here there’s the sight of it, DRENCHING the pavement with small drops-- It’s enough to make his heartbeat POUND in his ears, his throat feel fuller; as though he may need to SWALLOW or-- Oh god. He’s got some on his HAND.

The doctor turns his face away to compose himself before he can WRETCH, and kneels next to the individual; DETERMINED still to assist.

               “I’m a doctor, tell me what happened, NOW, so I can HELP you.”

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Send me ⚠ to find my muse at the end of a trail of blood.

- submitted by anonymous

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