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Post by Dr Angel Fraser on Jan 22, 2009 7:04:09 GMT -7
Angel walked into her office, smiling contently. It was your standard office, but it was hers. It had her name on the door and everything. She hung up her coat on the coat stand, adding a clean suit in a garment bag to the other side, just in case she ever needed to change. Walking further into the room, she ran her hand over the couch on one side, enjoying the feel of the leather under her skin.
This led to her desk. Looking around, she decided she'd take the time to add little knick knacks later. Picking up her first patient file, she moved around the desk, sitting down in her comfortable chair. She crossed her legs, adjusting the skirt she wore before opening the file up and began to read.
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Post by indiansfan01 on Jan 22, 2009 9:08:26 GMT -7
Wilson had heard through the grapevine that Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital had just gotten a new Department Head of Cardiology. He had a little bit of free time and knew that the polite thing to do would be to introduce himself. He took the short walk over to Dr. Fraser's office and knocked on the door.
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Post by Dr Angel Fraser on Jan 22, 2009 18:26:59 GMT -7
Hearing a knock on her door, she wondered if someone needed her already. Looking up from her file, she looked at the door. "It's open." She commented, waving her hand although she knew the person knocking probably couldn't see it. She put the file down on the desk and swung her legs under the desk, looking up to see who was about to enter.
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Post by indiansfan01 on Jan 22, 2009 18:39:00 GMT -7
Wilson entered and shut the door behind him. Who he saw sitting before him was not what he expected...in a good way. He strolled over to her desk and extended his hand to her. With a friendly smile on his face he said, "Dr. Fraser, I'm Dr. Wilson, head of the department of Oncology just right down the hall."
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Post by Dr Angel Fraser on Jan 22, 2009 19:18:47 GMT -7
Angel stood up and shook his hand. "Pleasure to meet you Dr Wilson, but please, call me Angel. Much easier to say." She added, chuckling. Sitting down again, she looked him over. "How is life in the Oncology department?" She inquired. She gave him a friendly smile and motioned for him to take a seat.
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Post by indiansfan01 on Jan 22, 2009 19:36:06 GMT -7
"And please just call me Wilson." He took a seat before answering her question. "It's not too bad," he said, simply. "When it comes to cancer you always have to prepare yourself for the worst." And that was the truth. It was hard working in a job where your patients had no hope for a cure. The best they could hope for was that their cancer would go away and never come back. "How's your first day been going so far?"
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Post by Dr Angel Fraser on Jan 22, 2009 19:47:48 GMT -7
"How very true." Angel nodded,knowing what it was liking having to tell patients bad news. When he inquired about her first day, she shrugged. "It's been rather uneventful quite frankly." She said, laughing. Closing the file on her desk, she leaned back in her chair. "So, tell me about Princeton-Plainsboro. What are the staff like?"
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Post by indiansfan01 on Jan 22, 2009 20:17:24 GMT -7
It was no surprise to Wilson that the first person to come to his mind when she asked about the staff was House. "They're nice," he replied, cautiously. "There is one person, though, that you should avoid at all costs---Dr. House." As much as Wilson valued his and House's friendship, Angel had a right to know.
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Post by Dr Angel Fraser on Jan 22, 2009 20:33:12 GMT -7
"Dr. House?" She leaned in, looking at him with curiosity. "Now why would I want to avoid this doctor? Is he mean? Degrading?" She inquired again, wondering why Wilson seemed so adamant about warning her. "Although I am glad that the staff here are nice. It should help make my adjustment to working here easier."
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Post by indiansfan01 on Jan 22, 2009 20:42:29 GMT -7
Wilson chuckled. "Mean and degrading don't even begin to cover it." He knew that by warning her he was also taking a risk that telling her this would make her want to go see House, but it was a risk Wilson was willing to take.
Wilson didn't want to stay on the subject of House for too long, so he switched it by asking a question of his own. "Where were you working before you came here?"
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Post by Dr Angel Fraser on Jan 22, 2009 20:52:21 GMT -7
Sounds intriguing, she thought to herself. "I'll take that under advisement." She replied to Wilson. When he inquired where she had been working before, she chuckled. "The same hospital my mother works at. She's the head nurse in pediatrics. When I heard Princeton-Plainsboro was looking for a cardiology department head, I was more than glad to apply to get out of my mother's shadow."
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Post by indiansfan01 on Jan 22, 2009 20:59:48 GMT -7
He nodded his head. "That's understandable." And just then Wilson's pager went off. He looked down and saw that it was an emergency with one of his patients. "Duty calls," he said, standing up. "It was a pleasure meeting you, Angel." He smiled and made his way back out of her office door.
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Post by Dr Angel Fraser on Jan 22, 2009 21:04:03 GMT -7
"Pleasure to meet you too Wilson." Angel smiled, giving him a wave. "Hope to see you around." She added, watching him leave. Shaking her head, she picked up the file again and looked it over. Putting it down, she looked around her office and knew that she'd need to start decorating it to her likings, it was rather plain at the moment.
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