thirteenth; [visual] back to business

Feb 15, 2010 23:06

When Toby turns on the tablet, he's sitting at his computer desk (which has been used for pretty much everything besides the computer in the last eight months), late morning sunlight filtering through the shade behind him. He appears to be in a pretty good mood - and he is, for the most part. Why else would he be taking today to try and get back to work? He's had enough of licking his own wounds. Toby feels good, and he misses helping people.

"Hey, Taxon," he says with his usual light smile. He's having flashbacks to the last time he did something like this, but... most of those people are gone now. Time to start fresh. "Yeah, I'm still here. Listen - I was wondering how many medics are in the city now, and if any of you guys wanted to... I don't know, get something solid worked out. Get us all working together. The city could use the help, right?"

There's a pause. Toby looks past the tablet, gaze falling on the shelf, and the picture of himself and Oz in front of the rig reminds him -- "I'm Toby, by the way. Toby Logan. I was a first-year paramedic back home, but, uh... eight months here is some pretty intensive special training in all kinds of areas." And he grins at that, remembering back on the vampire bites, random maulings, et cetera.

"So yeah, just let me know. Hopefully we can put our heads together and work something out."

{ toby logan, { peter petrelli, { the master, { beatrix de la torre, { dean winchester

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