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“I’m afraid I’ll have to politely decline your offer”
“How did I just know you’d do so, I’m also aware of your stance. Even so, I expect you understand the benefits also,” the man before him said.
How absurd...
“Yes, I understand, however-“ medic snarled.
“Then you’ll think about it?” Reluctantly, if it all. It wouldn’t be the first time. Many times had he been coerced into following through with the agencies ridiculous demands, this wouldn’t be the last time either. That he was certain of.
“I’ll think on it” he didn’t.
The medic had no further intention of considering the offer, regardless he knew he wasn’t in a position to decline. Never would he waste his valuable time on something so trivial. Yes, he chose this profession, at a young age too, however, what did any of that matter now? Apparently no, none of it did.
“Medic” Ironic, the man who is a doctor hates the sight of people.
“Medic?” Well... ALIVE people.
“Yes sir?”
“Caught in a trance son?” The director smirked, medic retorting back at him sarcastically.
“It appears so”
In his defence, dead bodies weren’t as nearly as loud as alive ones.
“You understand the briefing?”
“Of course if I have any questions I’ll be sure to ask. actually, will I also have to attend classes?”
“Well, no use in keeping you there if you’re only catering to one class, hell you might learn a thing or two!”
Something medic didn’t already know about his profession? Surely not.
The leather wrinkled around the heat of his fingertips, gripping the arm of the chair that warped around his figure.
“I see, well if that is all director”
A nod of agreement, the slamming of an oak door until finally, some much-awaited silence.
Sickeningly clean tiles lined the hallway, much different to the young doctor's usual atmosphere. What was usual would soon become something of the past. Now? He had to prepare his things to move once again. “It might not all be bad”
An opportunity, of course, being paid to experiment on people?
Unfortunately, it wasn’t at all that simple but, that was a worry for another day. Leaving the building, he made his way home.
He arrived home, immediately being greeted by sweet cooing. Loosening his burgundy tie first, throwing at aside onto the floor in the hallway he made way to the living room. Barely any light shone through the drapes that loomed over the tiny windows, not that he minded anyway. The birds preferred it like that.“We’ll be moving again soon” he said, only now taking his coat off.
...
“Not ideal, I know” he grimaced at even the thought of it. How in the world was he roped into teaching a college course? For money? God knows... perhaps there was no other ulterior motive. He didn’t know and it was likely he wouldn’t find out either any time soon. Obliging was what he was going to do.
The interaction was far from medics strong point, despite the people being of similar age to him it was still exceedingly difficult. Not because he didn’t know how to, more so he just didn’t want to.
Human nature is harsh.
Regardless of his short time on earth, he’d witnessed enough. Though he witnessed his death and visited hell, the real hell was living on earth or at least to him. Still, he had much more to do while he was still alive. The war had just ended. War was surely something. Not what many people thought it to be, but it was something. Not something he was particularly fond of nor was it something he wanted to remember. The war lead to his immigration to the states and for that, he was grateful.
“I’m sorry Archimedes,” reaching his calloused hand out towards the bird it happily perched itself, letting out a gentle coo, a rather affectionate one.
Not all was bad indeed. Somethings didn’t change.
The corners of Medics mouth widened, he smiled gently at the bird. Though he didn’t like human company, his bird brought him much pleasure by itself. Unlike others, it was reliant on him and very happily so. It also couldn’t leave as it likely wouldn’t survive. It needed him, medic appreciated that. He wondered if the bird knew that, surely if it did it would be long gone.