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accidental audio | open to action at the hospital

[Rrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiing.

Rrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiing.

This is a patient trying to get a nurse. He mutters.]

What the hell does it take...

[Said patient is now turning the device around and around in his hands. Funny looking phone, this.]

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"Big change, huh?"

Yes, from Belfast, Ireland to Los Angeles, California. Well, somewhere in California as far as Freddy knows. For now it's best for his recently transported mind to keep thinking of it that way. Make the transition slow and smooth.

"You have to be good at it, not bein' just a nurse or anythin'," he nods to Eden, not that he has anything against the nursing profession. He just happens to know Nurse Eden would be lower on the totem pole for a hospital hierarchy compared to Lab Tech Eden.

"Big enough," she says. She had a hard time adjusting, at first, getting used to the fact that there was nothing here from her world or anything here, even, from her country, whether that country was the one she came from or another Ireland. Confusing.

She raises an eyebrow and laughs a little. "Don' let a nurse hear yeh say that, they'll cut off yehr morphine drip." Maybe not, but nurses already get compared to doctors more than they care to. "I've got a bit of a knack for it, is all."

He raises his index finger to pursed lips, modeling a classic secretive shushing gesture to keep that secret just between Eden and himself, and maybe the old guy in the other bed who probably can't hear them while he takes his old guy nap or whatever.

"Can't blame you for doin' what you're good at," Freddy shakes his head. In other situations that statement wouldn't apply at all on principle, but even then he can understand a little bit as to why people pursue the paths they do. At least, he wants to believe there's undeniable reason for it, whether it's upbringing or shit circumstances or who knows what. "Thoughts on," he pantomimes smoking a cigarette, "in here?"

Fucking no, but it's worth asking, right?

Eden smiles a bit, but then her eyebrows go up. "Not 'less yeh fancy having yehr face explode when the fire comes in contact with yehr O2. All I can get yeh is a nicotene patch, but I hear those don' nearly work as well as a cigarette does." Eden wouldn't know, she never really liked smoking much.

"Once yeh're mobile, though, if yeh don' mind half the world seein' yehr rear end, yeh're welcome to try and convince someone in charge that yehr O2 stats are high enough for yeh to go get a smoke outside. Still pretty warm out there, yeh probably wouldn't get shrinkage or anythin'."

"Shit I didn't even think of that."

About the O2 or the shrinkage. He laughs though. Freddy likes the mouth on this one, a bit gruff, a little bit trashy. He especially appreciates the trashy part, not because it's coming from a girl but because he's trashy too. Not the glitter-gutter contradiction sold on Sunset Boulevard either. A bit more like Fresno meth taken through a Belfast car bomb.

"Alright, you got a point," Freddy relents.

"Really, that's more why they don' let people smoke in here than the health shite." Well, that's how House would put it, anyway. She's sure. Maybe. He has a nice laugh, it makes the corner of her mouth tilt up. Most people don't appreciate Eden's mouth, or they ignore the colorful descriptions she adds to almost every other word.

"I'll get yeh a pack of cigarettes, slip 'em in with the jeans." There will probably also be a tupperware full of food, but that's only because Eden cooks way more than she and Frankie can eat.

Freddy's lucky to be from a time when smoking indoors hasn't been practically banned all across California. He returns that tilt up, mirroring the expression...followed by a wink.

"Marlboro Golds if that ain't too much trouble." This he says to her under his breath, even though no one else would hear them. In the back of his mind he does wonder why Eden is letting him get away with this much. He makes no grand illusion about pulling any wool over her eyes. Freddy knows she's making an exception here which is starting to stretch in his opinion.

Gosh, Freddy, are you really going to start doubting why this girl is being nice to you?

It's not that she holds any illusions about him, or even about a friendship with him. Eden just has a tendency to gravitate towards newcomers that remind her, in part, of herself. She's read his chart - she knows why he was in the hospital. She makes no excuses for why he would possibly come in that way, unless he was in trouble - either he asked for it, by getting involved in something, or he was in the wrong place at the wrong time, but the wrong place where you end up that badly fucked up is somewhere you knew you shouldn't have been. Eden's been in both situations moer than once.

"Oy, don' get too picky, boyo," she drawls. But that's really nothing, honestly. "And yeh can' smoke em in here, so fuckin' promise that. Wouldn' want another surgery to fix yehr face." Both from the explosion and from when Eden would break it for doing something so stupid.

Considering how he showed up he can't help holding the skepticism. None of it makes it to his expression or his tone though, and he definitely knows better than to ask her why. It's the same reason why he hasn't asked Larry why he took a bullet for him, maybe that'll come later. Not in a public hospital room, Christ.

"I will not light one up in here," Freddy says to her the same way a religious man would swear to God. He doesn't want surgery on his face, thanks. He likes his face.

"Good." She stands up, picking up her kit. "Do what the nurses tell yeh, yeh'll be out of here and on the street before yeh know it." Although Eden is hardly one to advocate for staying in the hospital, considering she left AMA the last time she wound up in the hospital bed herself.

"I'll see yeh around, yeah?"

The same hand waves at her, friendly, casual, natural.

"See you, Eden."

If they mean in hospital stay terms, probably. Beyond that? Freddy really doesn't have a fucking clue.

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Doing the rounds...again and again;

Doing the rounds...again and again;

Doing the rounds...again and again;

Doing the rounds...again and again;

Doing the rounds...again and again;

Doing the rounds...again and again;

Doing the rounds...again and again;

Doing the rounds...again and again;

Doing the rounds...again and again;

Doing the rounds...again and again;

Doing the rounds...again and again;