Stormee Fae
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Jamie looked concerned as he heard all those medical terms. He replied, "Well those don't sound... uh stable." Jamie did as he was directed squeezing Maddie's fingers, but holding back his strength, "I don't want to hurt you." he said, "How hard do you want me to squeeze?"
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Getting a message from the desk, Sable walked out to the waiting room and looked around at the people, wondering which one was Mr. Fontenot. She cleared her throat, calling out in her high pitched voice, "Snafu? I'll take you back to Mr. Pierce now."
A young looking man with dark, short curly hair and blue eyes had been leaning against the wall about 15 feet away. He lifted his head and turned toward her, approaching with one hand loosely raised in the air. He spoke with a slow, Cajun draw, "Over here..." Once he finished aproaching, he looked down to the small lady and asked as they began walking back to the ICU, "How is he?"
"He's stable... seems to be doing well for the injuries he has, but I'm not the doctor so..." she shrugged.
"So you're a nurse? Don't you have a little... chart on him?" Snafu asked.
"No. I'm not a nurse either."
Snafu thought that was weird but shrugged it off, "Obviously he's coherent enough to tell you I go by Snafu."
"Yeah, he's coherent." Sable said, "Hey... why do you go by Snafu? Is it some kind of inside joke between the firemen or something like that?"
Snafu gave a half grin, chuckling silently as he did, "No... that's a name that's been around a long time. I got it in the war."
"You're prior military?" Sable asked.
"Yeah."
"Makes sense then I guess, but I thought Snafu was an older term, it's like the predecessor to fubar. Right?" Sable asked as they entered the ICU.
Snafu nodded, raising his eyebrows, he was impressed, "Not bad, looks like you know a little for someone so young."
"I'm not what I appear to be." Sable replied.
"Apparently not..." He looked at her name tag, "Sable." he smirked, "And you make fun about my name."
"What's wrong with Sable?" Sable snapped getting defensive.
"It's a type of marten that lives in Northern Europe and Asia."
"And?"
Snafu shook his head, "Nothing... just reminds me a lot of my name." They arrived outside the room.
"Shelton?" Sable asked as she walked in first.
"No, Snafu." He replied as he followed. He saw Jamie, "Hey brother." he spoke as he approached the bed.
Sable crossed her arms staring at his back as he approached his friend.
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Getting a message from the desk, Sable walked out to the waiting room and looked around at the people, wondering which one was Mr. Fontenot. She cleared her throat, calling out in her high pitched voice, "Snafu? I'll take you back to Mr. Pierce now."
A young looking man with dark, short curly hair and blue eyes had been leaning against the wall about 15 feet away. He lifted his head and turned toward her, approaching with one hand loosely raised in the air. He spoke with a slow, Cajun draw, "Over here..." Once he finished aproaching, he looked down to the small lady and asked as they began walking back to the ICU, "How is he?"
"He's stable... seems to be doing well for the injuries he has, but I'm not the doctor so..." she shrugged.
"So you're a nurse? Don't you have a little... chart on him?" Snafu asked.
"No. I'm not a nurse either."
Snafu thought that was weird but shrugged it off, "Obviously he's coherent enough to tell you I go by Snafu."
"Yeah, he's coherent." Sable said, "Hey... why do you go by Snafu? Is it some kind of inside joke between the firemen or something like that?"
Snafu gave a half grin, chuckling silently as he did, "No... that's a name that's been around a long time. I got it in the war."
"You're prior military?" Sable asked.
"Yeah."
"Makes sense then I guess, but I thought Snafu was an older term, it's like the predecessor to fubar. Right?" Sable asked as they entered the ICU.
Snafu nodded, raising his eyebrows, he was impressed, "Not bad, looks like you know a little for someone so young."
"I'm not what I appear to be." Sable replied.
"Apparently not..." He looked at her name tag, "Sable." he smirked, "And you make fun about my name."
"What's wrong with Sable?" Sable snapped getting defensive.
"It's a type of marten that lives in Northern Europe and Asia."
"And?"
Snafu shook his head, "Nothing... just reminds me a lot of my name." They arrived outside the room.
"Shelton?" Sable asked as she walked in first.
"No, Snafu." He replied as he followed. He saw Jamie, "Hey brother." he spoke as he approached the bed.
Sable crossed her arms staring at his back as he approached his friend.