Blood will Tell | Closed RP
The lab offices kept relatively quiet for the day, with only a few patients waiting for their results in the lobby--a young girl with her mother fiddling with her bracelet, a heavy-set man attempting to cover his nervous hands with his use of his iPhone. Don scratched off another set of tests from his list, matching the creatinine levels on the renal test against the IDMS, and setting the stack aside.
The glass wall of his office, lined with frosted bands toward the bottom that gradually thinned up around chest-level to transparency, allowed a survey of the lobby and the bustling brunette bob of his office assistant sending out another call concerning the results of the lab.
The Post-It beside his own desk phone was hastily scribbled, and periodically he would glance at it with a skewed expression before he went back to verifying the test results the lab assistants had printed off.
What Janey could want his help for, he could not possibly guess.
He set the papers he had been working on into the outbox, and began work on another stack--he would have to go out to discuss the results with the patients in the lobby shortly, but there was no reason why he could not save himself a bit more time by completing the next written verifications. The kidneys were not going anywhere at the moment, and people tended not to mind waiting overlong if the news turned out to be good, besides.
The front door opened and Kim began cooing about something loud enough for the sound to make it through his glass office walls, and Don caught just the bare hint of familiar brown hair over the frosted bars before the broad shoulders and instantly recognisable features of the Norse alien thunder god came into his office.
Don frowned. Kim had not said anything about Janey bringing company--certainly not of the extra-terrestrial sort.
Behind them, another woman entered, tall enough for the beginnings of her ample figure to slink past the frosted decorations, a cloud of black hair curling through nearly the whole expanse of the door frame.
Don quirked a brow. This was new.
