bring out your dead

[Gabe Clark]

OOC: I am a holy grail fan sorry.

Being the resident on call today. Was not his idea of fun. 6 different dead bodies, and each with the same symptoms. Whether it was post-op sepsis or the bubonic plague he couldn't tell. Body transport was slow today, and he had to go down, and get them himself. Writing down each name, and serial number of the person sitting on the gurney.

3 males and 2 females each with varying ages. Not much help to the Dr. Clark. Who was searching for a link. What he wouldn't do for something to eat at the moment. Gabe had been in the office since yesterday. Couldn't tell whether it was 5a.m. or 5p.m. for there was no watch.

Sitting on a stool, and using his clipboard as a cover. Decided to take a little snooze on a corpse. Who was in a body bag, and Gabe had been used to the stink.

When someone opened the door.

[Lilith Vines]

Lilith had come into the room not to see the doctor or even deliver a body, no she being a Janitor's only job was to clean up. But that wasn't even why she was here. She was here to fufill her single desperate desire. A communion with the dead, a seance of lust. Disturbing, yes, but it was also her lifestyle. If you did something enough it became normal, and the marbeled flesh that silent lips reduced to there organic motionless state. No trembling, no tears, no laughter just the quite and the sound of cold metal and the tiny click of lips parting with flesh that wasn't flesh. It was her addiction.

But she couldn't be afford to be caught, not again. When her mother found her she was thrown out of the house if the hospital threw her out this time she was screwed, dirt poor and not having even a highschool degree, she couldn't live on the royalties from her first novel forever. She hadn't heard anything when she was listening, but perhaps it was simply that she hadn't been listening, so much expectation in her it had made her deaf.

"Oh," she saw him well enough though and was more angry than startled.

[Gabe Clark]

It wasn't very often that Gabe saw someone. Especially in the morgue. Most people don't want to know death much say something to the keeper. Gabe turned his head to face a woman. Though he didn't know this person he felt he'd probably seen her before. She was a janitor that he did know, but nothing else. Still having his face down.

"Typically its a doctor who joins me in the valley of death. Is there something I can help you with?" said Gabe kindly

Slowly picking up the clipboard. He arose to look back fully.

"Sorry I haven't had much sleep yah!" said Gabe slowly yawning.