#devilshealingtouch

“Oh! Are you trying to tell me my appearance isn’t pretty enough?” Derek grinned in amusement. He stumbled back dramatically, one hand now gripping his chest. “I’m hurt Dr Kimishima! Wounded!”

[text] We are professionals, Dr. Kimishima. I’d rather not discuss personal details on Caduceus-issued handsets. Though if you have my personal number, I’ll tell you there.

...If there was anything in this to be thankful for, it was that it hadn't hit her heart.

Maria paused. “Wait, how’d you know about that?”

{ Outgoing Call } "Ya got somethin' that I want... maybe... maybe not... but m'kinda zonin' out here and ya got it, ain't ya? The thing... yeah..."

As part of his internship with Hope Hospital, Mary Fulton had recommended for Emilio Juarez to visit Caduceus Europe to see some more cutting-edge medical technology and to also let him see some more of the world. For most of his life, the teen had gone from the slums, to a laboratory... and though he had been resurrected following an untimely demise, he had been determined to save lives. The plane had just landed and Emilio was taken to the building, greeted by the Director of Caduceus Europe. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Juarez. All I want to ensure for you is the best in medical knowledge." "Thank you, sir..." Emilio remained polite despite his nerves. The Director then gave him a little tour of the main areas of the building before he opened a door to one of the offices, leading him inside. "Now, as part of your training, I've recommended that you work with Dr. Kimishima. She's one of the greatest surgeons I have ever seen..." With those words, the Director left Emilio in the room. Cautiously the teen stepped forward, looking around. "Hello...?" A little further in, he caught sight of a vaguely familiar head of silver hair and he tensed up, swallowing. "... Hey... don't I... know you?"