Everest
Maria's jaw drops as Mateo effortlessly and was that an accent she heard?, shuts Colin, aka 101, up. 'Yeah..well, this is a different game, and.." Wondering if he was going to have to give Mateo stitches tonight, Ever is relieved with the ease withwhich is friend negotiates an exit for them. "As you wish." He says as if Mateo really is a VIP for whom he is helpless to serve.
Walking stiffly until they're at the punch table, Ever exhales a rush of air that his mask fails to dull completely. "I usually try and steer clear of them." He mumbles. Most of the residents treated the paramedic staff with due respect, but every so often and especially among the surgeons, there was a group of them who thought paramedics were glorified bus drivers who were rarely capable of doing anything of use.
"My eyes are itchy." Ever confesses as he picks up a glass of punch and turns it in his hands. From across the table comes a small, "Hi Ever." There stands a rather shy looking woman, dressed as Kaylee from Firefly. In her ill-fitting overalls and with fake grease smeared across her cheeks, she looks painfully adorable and out of place compared to most of the costumes on display. "Oh. Hi. I...thought you were working tonight." Ever mumbles, and though his mask hides it, it somehow sounds like there's colour in his cheeks.
He also completely forgets that Mateo is next to him.
Walking stiffly until they're at the punch table, Ever exhales a rush of air that his mask fails to dull completely. "I usually try and steer clear of them." He mumbles. Most of the residents treated the paramedic staff with due respect, but every so often and especially among the surgeons, there was a group of them who thought paramedics were glorified bus drivers who were rarely capable of doing anything of use.
"My eyes are itchy." Ever confesses as he picks up a glass of punch and turns it in his hands. From across the table comes a small, "Hi Ever." There stands a rather shy looking woman, dressed as Kaylee from Firefly. In her ill-fitting overalls and with fake grease smeared across her cheeks, she looks painfully adorable and out of place compared to most of the costumes on display. "Oh. Hi. I...thought you were working tonight." Ever mumbles, and though his mask hides it, it somehow sounds like there's colour in his cheeks.
He also completely forgets that Mateo is next to him.
I was a dead man walking,
with bloodshot eyes—right place, wrong time.
with bloodshot eyes—right place, wrong time.
