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Aug 31, 2008 07:27

God damn it, Dr. Cox needed his own hut.

As his eyes slid over supply lists and patient's names, this is what he was thinking, over and over. Living college-style was absolutely ridiculous, and he'd hated it in college, so he hated it even more, now. Not to mention his roommate or bunkmate or whatever was a stark raving psycho and not in that ( Read more... )

sarah carter, barney stinson, dr. perry cox, robin scherbatsky, harry sullivan, clinic

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jesus_h_cox September 1 2008, 21:04:54 UTC
"And free health care, which is the only thing Canada got right, isn't that right, Alanis?" He afforded a quick glance to Robin -- she was hotter than any woman who didn't have a riding crop ever had a right to be -- and then back to his patient. "Three months would be my guess, but it could be longer, could be shorter. If you haven't already declared a doctor, my suggestion would be to declare me. But that's only if you want quality health care. Really, that's up to you, there." He really thought all the doctors in the area were quite good, but Dr. Cox wasn't exactly known for being humble or nice.

He looked down at his patient. "I'm gonna get you something to dull the pain and then we're going to check some vitals. Nod with me if you're gettin' it." And his bedside manner really wasn't that bad. Despite miles and miles of defense mechanisms, Dr. Cox had entered medicine for the same reason anyone did, and that wasn't usually parental pressure, it was to help people. He wanted to help people, hell, sometimes he downright loved it, and Barney needed to be helped. And probably smacked, but from the looks of it, God had taken care of that for him. Even thought Dr. Cox didn't technically believe in him.

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robin_sparkles September 1 2008, 21:13:30 UTC
Wow, he talked a lot. Robin had to remind herself to focus before she completely zoned out and started thinking about all the positions she could remember in her head because it was just way too easy to do. "So, three months," Robin echoed with that dismal tone in her voice, plastering a too-fake smile at Barney. "See! That's gr...yeah, I still can't do it, sorry," she admitted, taking the coffee and setting it on the nearest table for him as she gave Cox a helpless shrug.

"And Canada manages to have free health care and a surplus," she retorted as an afterthought, leaning in to retort to Cox and only him. "Also, he has a doctor. It's Barney." She glanced back to him, pushing her thumbs through her beltloops. "Lemme guess. Totally hot, you're working the sympathy angle, and you've already talked nurses into a sponge bath or three?"

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hey_high_five September 2 2008, 22:05:21 UTC
"A surplus and a an angry tumorous growth named Quebec," Barney pointed out but gained new-found respect for the guy after the Canada joke. Anyone who enjoyed a decent barb about their Great White North was at least decent.

Barney took another drink of his coffee but nodded in response to the medical advice and considered it for a few moments. "Ellie Bartowski's been looking after me so far- but, you know. She's hot, sweet. Got a boyfriend, but we're working on that. Declare a doctor? Can I get you guys to, like, battle before I pick which is the worthier? Her in a bikini, you in- well, as long as you don't wear one, I don't care what you've got on."

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jesus_h_cox September 3 2008, 20:08:54 UTC
"Well, alright, there, Patient!" Dr. Cox declared at Barney's well-delivered and quite intelligent Canada joke. "I think you just earned yourself a Vicodin!" He walked away laughing, shaking his head. People had a way of surprising him, which was nice, since sometimes he was convinced he'd seen e-he-heeeverything. He hadn't. While Barney had begun off smarting just a bit too much of The Todd, he would up being... not The Todd. And that sat well with Cox.

When he returned, he had a cup, a straw, and two Vicodin.

"Dr. Bartowski's boyfriend is also a doctor," Cox declared upon hisd return. "Dr. Woodcomb. And well... he's just Awesome." His voice dripped with sarcasm, and if that wasn't enough, the scowl likely was. "I'm gonna give you a choice, there, pincushion. I've got two Vicodin. I don't see any history of drug abuse on your chart, so I'm gonna go ahead and offer you two and warn you against operating any heavy machinery, like your razor-sharp with, there. One or two, Neo, come on, what's it gonna be?" He ignored Robin for the moment because... well, because ignoring the woman he liked was just what he did.

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robin_sparkles September 3 2008, 20:12:57 UTC
"I'm so glad you're both bonding over your Canada jokes," Robin deadpanned with a roll of her eyes, leaning against the bed with her hip idly seeing as it was better than trying to go into a heated argument like some people would. Whatever. She had her superiority right in her pocket and that was good enough for her. "Hey, Barney, look!" she said cheerfully. "You're already hitting on taken-women with potentially dangerous boyfriends," she said, like it was his first recital or something. "Now, if Lily were here, we could scrapbook this."

She kept her eyes on Cox and those pills the entire time she was speaking though, as if reminding him that yes, she existed.

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