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[ _the weather in novas is getting warmer and warmer ] [ _green internships available for libel immigrants ] [ _tourism in novas is in blossom ]
[ _low and middle class inspections have been scheduled for june and will be conduced by our trustworthy greys ] [ _gladiator fights will be broadcast four times a week across the nations ]
[ _more people found guilty of crimes against color (hidden mixed pregnancies and/or similar affairs) during the "love gas" incident have been detained, judged and will be facing their punishments _live transmissions of their executions will be available all throughout june _if you know someone struggling with such issues, reach out to a grey for help _do not let them become a victim of their own crimes ]

 
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ASTERIN SARGENT
 Posted: Feb 8 2018, 03:47 AM
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I can hear it now like I heard it then

’Damn, damn, damn Asterin thought while rushing out of her apartment building, hair in the wind and praying she managed to get there in time.

’C’mon, c’mon, c’mon’ she willed the hoverbus to go faster, as if she could influence it with only the power of thought. She’s been back on Earth for two days, but she was still adjusting to the schedule and timezone.

Anxiously tapping her foot, she looked at the large building approaching in sight. It was not helping with her nervousness at all. One of the most elite Yellow institution. Sure, it was mostly for scientists, but various types of Yellow frequented it and had business there.

Today, Asterin’s was a class in surgery, a practical way to train. Even if she had completed her basic training a couple of years ago - and a little bit more, just to get her where she wanted -, the Yellows were governed in such a way that they were pushed to excellency, always. So once in a while, in turns, they could sign up and get scheduled for different types of classes, instead of going to work on a normal day. And the more experienced ones were given the opportunity to teach. They had the possibility to refuse of course, both types. Asterin, even if she’s been displeased about their system on some levels, she still had quite a Yellow mentality. It couldn’t hurt to learn new methods of working or perfect her techniques. It didn’t matter that she wouldn’t practice as an established surgeon, it would come in handy, especially in space.

Still, the crowds of scientists made her stomach twist a little, bringing up good and bad memories. But she pushed through that feeling and entered with her head held high. After all, she and her family didn’t exactly work here, at the DNA Centre, but at another, more secluded facility. Smaller. Even if the atmosphere resembled it a little, the design was vastly different. And somehow she had missed her Yellow world a bit. So it was easy to forget about distractions and focus on her task.

That meant, hurrying to class, which, after quickly looking at her holo-wrist watch, she was slowly failing at. There were still 10 minutes before it started but she had to go to the locker rooms through the large building and change into scrubs. And the way it was crowded, it will surely take more than that.

People got in her way, she tried to pass them but sometimes she had to wait behind them. She wanted to yell ’Are you walking here or strolling through the park?!’ but she was too dignified for that. She also hated being so short, since it took a while for her to survey the less crowded route.

Finally, she noticed an elevator that was closing its doors and seemed almost empty, as opposed to the ones on the other side of the hall. Yelling a "Hold the doors, please!!" she starting running towards it. What the hell, whoever was inside didn't seem to make any effort to help her. Managing to slip her hand between the doors just in time, she stopped the elevator from leaving and then slipped the rest of her. She'll be damned if she was late to class and had to make up excuses.

She entered dishevelled and feeling slightly annoyed, almost giving the guy a stink eye - and he seemed to be in a similar state himself. But then, the person inside was so tall and intimidating, it seemed like a bad idea to mouth off to him, especially in such a confined space. Also...

'Oh, no, he's hot' she thought. Trying to get her mind out of the gutter, she still couldn't help but try to fix herself a little, while also trying to not be terribly obvious. Coughing a little, she then reached closer to him o press the button, before returning to her spot. The ride was awkward and the elevator music was not helping. Asterin tried to not look at him with the corner of her eyes, but he was a hard presence to ignore.

The elevator dinged and stopped, the doors letting in now suddenly a bunch of people, tension evaporating like air from a vacuumed container. The two were pushed apart in different corners and the chatter of the bunch took hold of everything. But somehow, now, Asterin finally found it easier to look him straight in the eyes. At least she would see something pretty that morning. She held his gaze a moment and unconsciously offered a small smirk.

Next floor was her stop so she excused and squeezed herself between people. Then followed some more running towards the locker rooms so that she could finally get to class. Back to the mundane again.

HENRY TOWNSEND


hi this is v long sorry. I've been writing this since the beginning of jan x.x and i couldn't help being cliche with the elevator it just got away from me ok xD let me know whatchu think, oh also I don't want to assume things about him so maybe his reactions just seemed that way to her, feel free to do ur own thing (like if he did try to stop the doors or said smth etcetc) xoxox

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HENRY TOWNSEND
 Posted: Feb 14 2018, 09:08 PM
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#template_container { width: 400px; padding: 10px; border: 4px double #eee; }#template_container b { font-weight: bold; color: #d4b600; }#template_container i { font-style: italic; }.thread_post { padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font: 11px calibri;}.tag { padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; font: 9px calibri; border-bottom: 3px solid #ddd;}It wasn’t difficult to locate the DNA Center in Central Novas. Why? Because the building was in the shape of a nucleic acid double helix, aka a DNA strand. Well, sort of, Henry thought as he stared harder at the shape of the building. As a surgeon, he generally didn’t have business here since it was home to mostly scientists but he had been requested by the facility to teach a course on the procedure for organ transportation. It had been made clear to him that the attendees would have little to know knowledge of the specialization of organ transplant surgery and the majority were all very young, looking to pick a concentration. If all went well, in a couple of years he may have some new employees at the clinic. He had taken the hoverbus in terms of transportation, as his daughter needed the family hovercar in order to go to her own classes and afternoon activities in the opposite direction of the DNA Center. Sure, Henry probably should have made her take the bus as it was running late but since he was technically going to be the instructor, he didn’t think anyone would mind if the course started several minutes late. His tall stature and prosthetic arm didn’t provide a welcoming feel and most of the participants on public transportation avoided interacting with him. Sure, he looked a little disheveled and scary, but he was as friendly as anyone else. Unfortunately, his entire trip from home to the DNA Center was in silence. Well, there was chatter but none of it directly involved him. For someone who liked to help others in anyway he could, no one seemed to want to talk to him. He had even given up his seat when no one else would for mother struggling with her infant carrier. Did he get a “thank you”? No. The mother was attempting to multitask with one arm wrapped around the infant carrier handle and the other on her communication device. Henry let out a deep sigh, as he was reminded of how his ex-wife acted in public with their infant daughter and it was very similar to this young mother.Thankfully the bus finally arrived at the DNA Center, somehow earlier than expected since it was running late when he boarded. Henry exited the bus and shuffled through the crowed of scientists outside the building with ease. Being tall had its advantages too, as he could bypass those who were vertically challenged with ease since his stride was much larger than theirs. He crowded into an elevator like everyone else when he heard a faint ‘hold the door’. Being one of the closest to the door, Henry kicked his left foot in-between the doors just as a hand slipped between the doors. Yet his efforts were unnoticed as the shorter woman gave him the iconic stink eye as every woman did once in their lifetime. He hadn’t paid much attention to her so he didn’t notice her trying to fix her appearance.And he certainly wouldn’t notice as the next floor allowed an additional ten people to enter the elevator, forcing them into opposite corners of the elevator. The dull elevator music now a mere whisper as the additional yellows flooded the cramped space with their chatter. Henry glanced at each and everyone of the yellows in the elevator, as anyone of them were likely to be participants in his course today. The majority of them were young, each of them still had their entire life ahead of them and they all seemed ambitious based on their energetic chatter. But then there was one, the same one who gave him the stick eye as she entered the elevator the floor below. She appeared to be in her late twenties, but he wasn’t the greatest with guessing the ages of anyone. But it was painfully obvious she wasn’t the same age as the others in the elevator.When he had looked in her direction, he had noticed her gaze was directly on his. How long had she been staring at him? Why had he only noticed just now? Sure, she was an attractive young woman and he should have definitely been more preoccupied with checking her out in the crowded elevator, but stupid him focused on the next generation of scientists and surgeons which resulted in feeling nostalgic due to his own upbringing (as he was once a bright-eyed student too). But Henry didn’t have enough time to reprimand himself as the elevator reached the floor in which he was required to get off on. However, it was his lucky day as the younger woman who smirked at him a second sooner made her exit onto the same floor. Unfortunately, he couldn’t fit in a word to her as she took off sprinting but he hoped to see her once again, even if it was just passing her by in the hallway or entering the same elevator once more. Henry stripped from his clothes in mere moments in the comforts of the male locker room, dressing in scrubs which were a shade of dark blue (or navy if you wanted to be specific). He would look like everyone else except for the long white coat which signaled his position as an OR surgeon. In addition to the coat, he wore a skullcap as it was important to reflect the professionalism that occurs in the operating room even during a lecture. Health was very important to him and not following the guidelines for appropriate attire could result in a patient dying (from an infection due to wound contamination. In addition to the skullcap, his mouth and nose were to be covered by a mask but since he hadn’t reached the operating room in which he would teach his lecture at it was shoved into one of the pockets on his lab coat in addition with two extra sets of gloves. Entering the operating room, he was graced with a dozen or so additional yellows, who were entertaining the introduction from the proctor of the course. He didn’t recognize anyone but one, the young woman who both glared at him and then stared at him the rest of the way on the elevator. This was surely going to be an interesting day now. “ Good afternoon everyone, I’m Doctor Townsend and I’m one of the leading organ transplant surgeons in all of Novas. ” Henry introduced himself to his students. It felt weird calling anyone a student but he tried not to think about it. “Today we’ll discuss proper attire and after suiting up, we’ll replicate a typical organ transplant. If you have any questions at any point in time, do not be afraid to ask them. You cannot learn if you cannot comprehend. ” TAG: ASTERIN SARGENT; I tried my best, but if it wasn't good enough, let me know and I'll try harder.
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 Posted: Feb 25 2018, 03:31 AM
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I can hear it now like I heard it then

Asterin changed into her scrubs in record time and ran to the classroom. In her hurry, though, she forgot her mask and gloves behind in the locker rooms, but that was a fact that she would be reminded of later.

Now she was too busy ogling the professor. It was the same guy from the elevator and she just couldn’t believe her luck. ’Townsend’ she thought, making a mental note. She was just glad that she hasn’t cursed him for the elevator door – not that he deserved it, now that she was remembering it. Still, the first reaction was to blush and be ashamed of the fact that she kind of undressed him with her eyes earlier. It didn’t matter that she wasn’t a teenager anymore and he wasn’t that much older, probably. It felt just like she was in school again.

She tried to hide herself behind other students without making it too obvious. It wasn’t hard at all with her short height, but still, in the end, she had to answer the proctor who called all their names for headcount. Fine, she will have to own up to it, then. No more acting foolish, she was there to learn and become a better doctor. Her friends and crew depended on it, she wasn’t about to gamble their life on some hot stud that made her flustered.

So from then on she tried to forget about him, as impossible as it seemed since he was the one she had to pay attention to. Still, she tried her best to focus. She listened to his speech, took notes when needed. She didn’t ask any questions – yet – but enough people did. Some girls even were as bold as to ask him what his age was and if he was single, which immediately reminded Asterin that most of these Yellows were in their 20s. Not that she wasn’t curious to find out the answer herself.

When they moved forward in their class and it was time to get practical, it finally happened. Her heart skipped a beat while she couldn’t find her whole gear in her pockets. ‘Crap’ she thought. She quickly went into survival mode and thought of what to do. They were supposed to gather around and watch the procedure before going to their own stations and doing the same. Asterin picked one of the girls aside and tried to work her charm on her and asked if she had spares or knew where she could find some in the classroom. Surely there must be more somewhere, those things were disposable.

The two were whispering to each other and even giggling when suddenly Asterin noticed the quiet around them. She felt a presence looming over them, then turned around to discover none other than Townsend. Asterin gulped and pretended to be innocent, but in the end the awkwardness of the situation made her force out an uncomfortable laugh.

”Oh we were just um, I mean I was just borrowing some gloves and a mask, sorry to interrupt. Please, carry on. ”


HENRY TOWNSEND

Pls, u’re great as always, what are u talking abt <3 and same, lemme know when things need changing. Also idk about this one either, idk i’m struggling to make things interesting, soon hopefully XDDD

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HENRY TOWNSEND
 Posted: Mar 16 2018, 11:39 AM
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#shipreply_container { width: 400px; padding: 10px; border: 4px double #eee; }.response { padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font: 11px calibri;}.tag { padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; font: 9px calibri; border-bottom: 3px solid #ddd;}This particular situation was interesting. Sure, he was a surgeon and interacted with a plethora of people on a daily basis but never this many persons at once. While Henry felt slightly uncomfortable with the amount of persons asking questions, some related to surgery and most related to his personal life, it was kind of nice being the focus for once. He always put others first since he raised his daughter as a single parent, for the most part and it was difficult to grow out of that. Most of the students in this course were just barely older than his daughter, so despite the many ‘are you single’ questions, he had to politely decline as it just felt weird. Thinking about it for even a brief second made him even more uncomfortable so he pushed on to talk to more students and see if they had questions that weren’t related to his personal life. After enough questions and demonstrating a simple procedure, but lifesaving, it was time for the students to perform it on their own. Medical technology had advanced quite far so each student would get their own turn as these ‘persons’ they were operating on were just medical dummies but with real tissue and what resembled real organs. They weren’t real, obviously, but if you stabbed them with a knife they would bleed. It wasn’t real blood, but it looked real enough that it would be difficult to tell to someone with so little experience digging around the inside of the chest cavity on a daily basis. Henry’s focus diverted from a group of students who had already butchered the procedure because there was a group who seemed extremely chatty. It was a group of girls, almost all of them were around his daughters age but there she was, the one who both glared him down in the elevator after the door incident and then spent the rest of the time obviously staring at him from the corner of the crowded elevator. As he drew closer to the group, they younger ones began to giggle. He had some understanding of female behaviors, from the extreme to the subtle, but women were still a mystery to him and probably always will be. But Dr. Sargent was alluring in a weird way, as she was much different than anyone he’d ever seen on Novas as her skin was pale but luminous with silky hair and her smile was something else. “Coming unprepared, Dr. Sargent?” He questioned, a small smug smile crossing his lips as he looked down at her. “I’m kidding. It’s fine, since I always carry extras myself.” He assured her with a small laugh, attempting to cut any tension he may have made. He reached into his lab coat pockets and pulled out the bundle of masks and gloves he kept on his person. Before he had the chance to hand her a set, there was a loud disturbance behind him - the distinct screams of girls who had never had blood shot at them before. Henry turned his head to see the commotion and it actually involved two groups of students, a predominately male group and a female group. From the looks of it, the male group did it on purpose, as there was blood everywhere. He turned his attention back to Dr. Sargent and apologized, “Sorry, I have to go but if you need anything else just flag me down.” He rushed his words, handing her the mask and gloves before rushing off to reprimand the gaggle of students involved in the situation. Their actual instructor was furious, and had the boys thrown out since it was extremely dangerous to do what they did in an actual operating room. Henry probably would have given them a second chance to perform the operation but it just seemed simpler to kick them. So, while he took over comforting the girls who were drenched in fake blood, the actual instructor sought out towels from the nearby locker rooms. This was far from a typical day for him but it was somewhat fun, so far. But he would be glad it would be over. This was too much excitement for him. TAG: @[ASTERIN SARGENT]; sorry it's been so long, life got taken over by finals recently but hope this is okay! also feel free to advance the day to like a leisure time (lunch or dinner) or class is over if you just wanna skip all this and go straight to bed, i mean what?
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