Julia Was Just Catching Up On Some Paperwork At The Nurses Station - For Once Things Had Quietened Down

Julia had been tapping away on her phone sending off an email when she heard the guy in front of her reference ’the person behind me’ and she looked up - that was her? “Sorry, what?” So caught off guard by someone wanting to pay for her drink for no apparent reason, that small act of kindness not common in her life. “Are you sure? I mean you don’t know…” she was going to say ‘you don’t know me’ but then realised that would be stating the obvious so instead just shut her mouth, giving him a smile. “Well, that’s incredibly kind of you. Thank you…?” Waiting for him to fill in his name. “I’ll get a skim cap with an extra shot please.” @sebastianxwinters

Starter for: Julia @doctorjuliasato

Location: Rise & Grind

Sebastian needed coffee in his system if he was going to ever get through the day. His phone had been blowing up lately with texts and call from his family because Sebastian did not immediately fly back to London. He was in Rise & Grind and he was waiting for his turn to be called on. He felt like he was isolating himself lately and he didn't want to completely feel like that so in his mind it made sense to pay for the order for the person behind him. "Yeah, I'll get a pumpkin cold brew with sweet cream cold foam and whatever the person behind me wants." he said as he gestured towards the woman standing behind him.

Julia didn’t comment on her helping because if the roles were reversed the last thing she’d want was another person drilling down on how they’d had to lend a hand. Too many people took pride in their independence for her to risk saying the wrong thing. Instead she just gave her a small smile with an incline of her head, picking up the handle nearest to her. 

“I don’t know if this can be considered a walk of shame, I mean what part of being well read is meant to be shameful?” If that was the case then maybe she should just bury her head in the sand right now because she’d much rather spend time with a stack of books than another human most of the time. “Or you could get one of those ones that old people take to the grocery store, the old lady shopper bags. Then no one would even know what was in it.” A shrug of her shoulders as they headed into the library, realising that Zahra didn’t realise that she was arriving rather than leaving. “Oh you know me better than that, I’m on my way in to pick up a couple I’ve had set aside for me. Don’t worry - I’ve not been replaced by an alien.” Julia joked softly. @ofzahras

While she had never been great at accepting help, Zahra was grateful she had run into Julia, and even more grateful she seemed to be more than willing to offer a helping hand. "Thank you," she sighed, still catching her breath.

Zahra pulled an amused face at Julia's suggestion. "That's not a terrible idea. Although I hope I won't have to do this sort of a walk of shame anytime soon." Yes, she could have made multiple trips to the library, but somehow that had sounded even more laborious before she had actually started her perilous journey. Now she wholeheartedly regretted making said decision. "But I will definitely keep that in mind if I do end up in a similar situation." Glancing at Julia, she managed a brief yet knowing smile. "I see you're leaving empty-handed."

“Wind farm I think, it would be weird for there to be a lighthouse that far out but then again the reason for it would be because the rocks were hard to see, so I’d hardly be able to spot them from over here.” The dark haired girl responded, mirroring the move to rest on her own elbows once she’d finally sat down. “Mmm…maybe. What are you thinking of getting? Part of me is wondering if maybe a shaved ice would be better, kind of like a drink and a snack at the same time.” @tctteredwings

Ana nodded in response to what Julia was saying, trying to follow the other's line and sight, her eyes narrowing very slightly. "What conclusion did you come to?" she questioned thoughtfully, having absolutely no idea herself as she stared off into the distance. After several moments of this, she let a soft sign go, and then leant back on her elbows, closing her eyes for a second or two before she spoke again. "Did you want some ice-cream? I'm thinking of going to get some maybe..."

“Shit…” She looked down at her watch, fully aware her shift had finished a whole three hours ago. Luckily she wasn’t on shift again until tomorrow evening so she would have a little time to rest but this was Julia we were talking about so it was likely she wouldn’t do that anyway. “I was going home hours ago, but then I changed my mind. I wanted to be here when she came out of surgery incase something happened, so I could speak with her parents, I think they deserve that.” She rubbed her eyes mid yawn, letting it pass before speaking again. 

“She’s a fighter, and you’re an artist, she’s lucky to have you on her team.” The compliment entirely genuine as she let out a sigh of relief to hear the little girl was back in her room at least stable. That’s the least they could hope for right now. A drink. God that sounded so good right now - a chance to just take a breath, and the positive side of doing it with Rhys was that he would understand what she needed to detach from after the day they’d had. “Yes, absolutely, wherever you want to go.” Standing up from the bed as she tried to straighten herself a bit, still wearing her rumpled scrubs. @tctteredwings

Rhys did almost laugh at Julia's immediate reaction to being woken, but her words weren't exactly a laughing matter. That was and would always be the worst thing to get woken up over. At her second question, however, he shook his head and cast a glance toward his watch. "A little after eight-thirty now," he answered her. "I thought you were going home hours ago." His following words travelled with him as he moved around the room to pick up what he'd left there earlier. As Julia continued, he sobered, giving her his full attention. It was a serious matter, even if there was nothing bad to report. "She's doing fine," he answered. "We had a moment in there, but she's strong, she's a fighter. Knew that from the second I met her." A flicker of a smile then. "Everything went as planned." He grabbed the pen ( a favourite of his ) from the side, and then looked back to Julia again. "So you coming for a drink or what?"

“You didn’t read them?” Julia had a surprised look on her face but she really shouldn’t be because that was the pot very much calling the kettle black. The amount of books she’d borrowed from libraries in the past but not even opened was numerous, and it wasn’t because she didn’t have good intentions when she got them. Simply that life tended to get in the way, especially if they were fiction books rather than something attributed to medicine or something she was specifically working on. Sensing the uncertainty coming from her she nodded in agreement instead of prying further, giving the other a small smile. “I’m sure - I head that is quite common among writers.” She doubted parroting that would be of any reassurance but it happened anyway. “Would you look at that, I think we’ve decided what your next purchase is going to be. Some call it a grocery bag, you call it a Circe bag. It’s flexible for ones needs.” 

A shrug of her shoulders in regards to what she was specifically looking for, pressing her lips together silently for a second. “There is a case I’m working on at the moment is a child with Adrenoleukodystrophy, it’s not something I’ve personally worked with before so although I know the facts from medical school I wanted to come and do some more reading on it incase there is anything I’ve missed. Are you staying a while?” She asked, referring to the library. @ofzahras

"I guess you're partially right. I just wish I had actually read these instead of just hauling them home and now bringing them right back." Obviously no one knew - or cared - that she hadn't even cracked open most of the books, but the shame was palpable nonetheless. The shame seemed to be her constant companion, increasingly so ever since her brain had decided it no longer wanted to partake in any additional reading or writing. The feeling only grew as she thought about future deadlines and word counts, the threat of falling behind making her sick to her stomach. "I am sure it's just a writer's block," she muttered, mostly to herself, before snorting in amusement. "See, I like where your head's at. I could smuggle Circe everywhere and become the ultimate cat lady."

A realisation lit up Zahra's face as Julia admitted she was only heading in. She laughed, shaking her head softly. "Ah, there you go. It's good to know some things don't change. Are you looking for anything in particular?"

“Sounds delicious, which spices do you go for?” Julia asked as the two of them both took a step forward with the movement of the line, readjusting her bag on her shoulder. Her own ability to cook was subpar to say the least - mainly because she just didn’t have time. Between hospital shifts she was either trying to catch up on sleep, doing extra research for her cases, or (very) occasionally seeing the few friends she had remaining in the city. Or at least the few that she’d made aware she was back again, keeping the return under wraps for her own wellbeing honestly. “Yes, it sounds like maybe you need to do some kind of brunch with your friends in order to give it the proper appreciation.” That was something people did still, right? Brunches at the weekend? She hadn’t been to one in years. @infragilehearts

——- With a prideful smile on her face, clasping her hands together. ❝  i have a couple different ones actually — but one i usually make for others is a standard breakfast bagel. it has eggs, ham, bacon, sausage, cheese and a pinch of different spices. ❞ valerie's other recipe was something she only made for people close to her or herself. the other she'd made during different culinary jobs so why not share as it was out there already. ❝  i'm glad to hear it. i'll just have to use it for a few friends then so it has a good first day usage. ❞ she said with a smirk across her lips, always enjoying sharing her cooking creations with others.

“I guess so, but with the amazing technology these days that can help a ship navigate the chances of them going all Titanic are minimal. So I’d argue in favour of the wind farms but … well I’m not an expert on either thing.” She could hear how she herself was starting to get dry, she could bore people if she wasn’t careful which was why she quickly shut her mouth, happy for the reason to pivot the conversation. 

“Maybe.” She smiled softly, picking up her bag before starting back towards the stands that were selling various food and drink. Feet sinking into the sand with each step. “I like it out here…it feels calming, detached from the city.” Julia mused. @tctteredwings

Ana shrugged it off, she really was the last person to care about someone rambling —- in fact, most of the time she'd be the first one to encourage it. Still, as far as she was concerned, it really didn't matter in the slightest. "Depends on the day," she responded with a laugh. "But, I mean, lighthouses are practical, they do have a purpose, even if it's not quite so helpful these days in comparison." A shrug followed and her gaze drifted out to sea for a moment.

As Julia got to her feet, she was quick to gather her things back up, and then followed suit. "Probably should have thought of this before we got settled," she laughed.

"I...I am rambling..." Julia conceded, a small smile on her lips as she sat down because eh knew it was something she had a tendency to do. More often than not it was when she was talking about something medical related but apparently it could also be to do with lighthouses. "I know what you mean...there is something much more whimsical. Then again the wind farms are more practical, so it depends which takes precedence at any one time in your mind." Always one to undercut herself when she was worried her notion held too little practicality because she had been brought up to believe if she spoke it needed to have an actual purpose.

"We could do that - maybe. Sure, if they have snow cones I could go for one of those. Come on, i'll come with you." Moving to stand up, dusting the sand off her clothes. @tctteredwings

"You're rambling," mused Ana, her brows lifting in amusement as she wagged her finger at the other. Not that she really minded, of course, but she couldn't help but tease. "I love lighthouses, though, I kind of wish it was one..." A pause and she frowned thoughtfully. "We should go on a mission sometime to see as many as we can around here." As Julia got herself comfy, she smiled. "It might be... or a slushie."

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“Well, let’s chalk it up to being a team effort from everyone shall we?” Julia wanted him to know she was grateful but a pet peeve of hers was when she ended up in a circular flattery situation where everyone was trying to argue someone else was more worthy of the compliment. She just felt like it was inefficient - and after all efficiency was one of her favourite things. “I’m very grateful to you all and I’m sure the family will be as well.” Even if the worst happened, which was always a terrible thing to have to deal with but Julia was making a point to set aside that concern as she walked further away from the little girl’s hospital room. It would weigh on her heavily enough when she returned to caring for her so for now she would select to put it into the pit deep down where all her stresses were squashed. Threatening one day to make an appearance when it overflowed no doubt. That was a horrific thought. 

Nodding once with a grateful smile she accepted, letting out a small humming noise, because coffee was something she was always willing to take if it was on offer. “Ryen, lovely to meet you too.” There was an air about him that made the woman unsurprised that his career was what it was, because even in his handshake there was safety in the firmness. Assurance that he was about to do the most extreme of rescues - she was almost envious of that level of assurance being exuded. Punching the elevator number they needed for the cafeteria she glanced over at him as it was mentioned his partner had spoken about her before they’d even arrived at the hospital. It was an ego boost for sure, especially for someone who poured their everything into their work. “Well, that was very kind of them to say. They’re right though, i’m new to this hospital. I’ve been in Boston since finishing medical school but when the job here came up I realised I would be a fool not to take it. I’m from New York originally so it wasn’t too jarring of a move.” The doors slid open to reveal another floor of the labyrinth like hospital, prompting her to lead the way towards clattering that signalled various people trying to fuel themselves for whatever they had upcoming. “Are you from here?” @caddel

“—our EMTs give their all till we can do that, so…” it wasn’t fair to take credit, it is always a team effort ( sometimes is an effort alright, between a couple of them and the Chief trying not to murder one another on the scene ). even after all these years having experienced people’s true, honest gratitude, and thankfulness for what they do, it’s always nice to know their good efforts do make a difference. most of the times; and the times which they don’t are the ones they hold on and haunt them. like, in this instance, that they know how difficult the situation is for the girl —they know they did the best they could, and still they don’t know if she is really going to make it or if they really did make any difference. and yet he would rather have the chief on his back any time rather than live and bear the guilt of not doing enough. he smiled at her words, a soft but sincere smile. the only thing he really heard a lot of was usually a good mixture of ‘fuck, Caddel!’ paired with ‘don’t you fucking dare,’ topped up with, his personal favorite, ‘that’s a fucking order, ya hear?!’ as if any of these would ever be enough to persuade him to not do what his mind was already fixed on. “let’s hope we did for her…” he offered. he had promised they would do their best to her mom, and Dr.Sato had done her best too, he was sure, he wanted to bring the woman no other news than her little girl pulling through.

a soft smile tugged on his lips at her words; he doesn’t have to, he wants to. “please, take it as a thank you,” he offered. the outcome might still be unclear, but she had rushed to receive the patient at the ER as soon as they had entered —them transporting a patient instead of the ambulance wasn’t a very common occurrence, but when they did it meant there was no room to wait for another ambulance on scene or the EMTs couldn’t leave scene, but the patient had to be admitted immediately. they had, of course, the station’s ambulance for that, most of them were trained on basic care, but tonight there was no room to wait, hence they had gotten in the first truck and drove over. they always called while on the way, to let the hospital know they were coming in, what to expect, and they would still have to rush them to the ER before anyone came to look at them. “nice to meet you, Julia,” he nodded, shaking her head. “please just call me Ryan,” he added as they began walking to the elevator. his mind was still stuck on the little girl, but it would not do them any good to keep talking about it. “my partner said you are new here,” he said instead, “and you have quite a reputation of being, quote, the best at what you do.”