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"Are you allright? I, I, I need you too! Where are you!? What mountains and oo the devil is Carter?! Gemma? Gemma?!

Bolting upright, Magnus stammers: "G-G-Gemma?! Is that you?" then, looking confusedly around his surroundings he queries: "How in hell didjoo get this number?!"

With his head safely ensconced in the pillows to ward off the intruding daylight, the recuperating Scotsman gropes blindly from the warm, dark safety of his covers. Clumsily knocking the receiver from its cradle, he reels it in by its cord until it's in proximity to his mouth. "Hallo? Oo's this...

Bleary-eyed and spent, Magnus ponders his inexplicably weird night as he totters towards the sliding doors of the ER. "Oi, Ida been better off ordering fookin' room service..." he muses as he squints his eyes in protest to the emerging dawn and scans the street for a taxi to squire him bac...

Casting a glance at the strange woman who originally aided him, Magnus shrugs his shoulders with his palms open and up and continues to shuffle towards the animated triage nurse all the while stammering: " No Deutsch...No Deutsch!"

Feeling light headed due to his trauma and blood loss, Magnus stands up uncertainly, the nurse's intentions inscrutable to him.

Puzzled, Magnus attempts to discern the nurse's intention.

OOC: Do you mind if I make the die rolls for my character? I'm old school that way.
Would this be an idea roll or psyche roll?

At a loss as to what to do, the wounded Highlander, sags helplessly into his chair and presses the proffered scarf to his wound. Watching the un-comely yet helpful stranger bustle about the ER room, Magnus charitably muses: " I s'pose I've shagged worse..."

Ever the cad, Magnus appraises the physical features of his new, erstwhile Florence Nightengale and tries to identify her accent. "Danke, frauleine," he murmurs, his pulsating wound dampening his libido.

Angrily snapping the phone shut, Magnus bellows at the inattentive hospital staff: "Jaysus! You fascists, I'm fooking dying here!"

His eyes dart to the caller ID. "Oo's this?! Now's not the time to be having a laugh!"

OOC: NP, let me know so I can roll next time. Muttering and cursing under his breath, Magnus struggles to a sitting position, in his blood and perspiration slick leather and PVC resembling a beached walrus. Fishing the phone out of his pocket he expectorates in annoyance: " 'Oo the devil is th...

Sensing his opportunity, the Scotsman clutches his wound and flops at the feet of the triage nurse, his right leg twitching spasmodically. A low moan escapes his lips as he feigns unconsciousness.

Magnus disposes of the bloodied weapon in the convenient trash receptacle and melodramatically staggers through the awaiting hospital doors clutching his wound with a cry of "Doktor! Doktor!"

The bloodied Scotsman takes a measure of comfort from the surly taxi driver's pique and grits his teeth as he works the bloody steak knife free of his his clavicle. His eyes cast about for a trash can or sewer grate to dispose of the weapon.

How did I "jump" to this statement? Well maybe when you slagged an entire profession by saying: people in HR are all either looney tunes and/or pathological liars. i work with these people every day (i'm more or less in the same sector, but not in HR myself). ;) needless to say, that event...

Umm, oookkkkk. Looking to endear yourself Suaside? Given your dating preferences and sexual stereotyping, I'd guess you were a real ladies' man.

"Lovely," Magnus mutters through clenched teeth, wincing as he grasps for his money roll. Flinging a generous amount of bills onto the driver's side, he takes his leave from the taxi and its surly driver. "Gute Nacht," he sneers insincerely through a faux Cheshire grin. Purposely...

Yeah, longterm, I'm interested in getting into HR myself. Recruiting offers a strand of that, something to consider if you're looking to build up HR experience. At least here in the States, there are low barriers to entry to the profession. If you're presentable and a good communicator, there's alwa...

I can definitely relate. Having joined these forums and online games while in the midst of a prolonged period of unemployment (nearly 10 months, sheesh!), I'm finally back to work in crappy, dead end job that consists of 10 & 1/2 hour work days. That and being sucked into FallOut 3 for a month a...