☤ fifty-seven

Apr 25, 2011 15:11

[AUDIO / ACTION TO ANYONE IN THE HOSPITAL]

[Clack. Clack. Clack. Perfectly paced, not rushing but moving purposely, the sound of her heels resounds in a hallway. Cameron is stalking through the hospital, muttering under her breath.]

--don't you go get your own coffee. Honestly what a ridiculous...

[She trails off into inaudibility. For anyone who's lucky enough to be in her path, Cameron is carrying a cup of hot coffee, scowling faintly, a little tension evident around the line of her jaw. Today is not a good day.]

[ooc; cursed to obey most people's orders. especially grumpy patients' >3 Feel free to ask her to do errands, etc; for anything of a serious nature (that you'd need to ask consent for under normal circumstances) please poke me ooc first, via aim or on my plotting comment <3 MAY BE DELAYED til this evening sob /classss]

curse: affected, i'm a backdating douchewaffle guys, city enchanted

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