Walking Around and Doing paperwork {jason}

[reena maire gardens]

REENAMAIREGARDENS

Slowly a car parked up to the gates. Not a fancy car the normal Peugeot 306. The paint work is stunning though, as the light shines on it, the beautiful red paint would come out in a flash. Inside you would find the normal playboy equipment stuff, which is kinky for a girl and most importantly for a doctor. It was Reena's first day at the Asylum. She quickly locked the car making sure no one can get in it and drive it away. That would make her so piss off really. The weather was normal, sunny conditions for this type of year. The wind was warm and breeze normally which was getting on her nerves as her light brown hair was getting blown in her face all the time. Why did it have to blow like this? She had no idea really. Yawning lightly as she have slept late after partying with friends. Tequila was her favourite drink and her best friend all in one.

Slowly walking towards the hospital itself basically just to get dressed into her scrubs really. She wondered the patients would like her, being a fact she is a doctor she is like a big bad world kind of thing. Her blue eyes took into the wall and it was a beautiful place indeed. She had a weird imagined by the fact she loved ghost stories and legend, sometimes she believes in them too. She love ghost and maybe she would see her mother also. She would then be able to put some closure on her mind. But then maybe not, if her mother wouldn't tell her when she was alive, then why would she talk to her knowing she is dead. Reena signed as it did hurt a little and it also affecting her love life right now. Soon enough she got to her office and she changed into her blue scrubs and placed the white lab coat on top. Her badge was hanging on her breast pocket where she placed three black and one red pens so she wouldn't be able to run back to the office. Maybe I would go outside and have a look around she nodded and went outside again.

Back outside in the sunshine Reena noticed the landscapes were kept clean and well trimmed. Maybe the patients look after them she thought, the gravel was a pain as they hit her soles easily and her feet were getting ached now. Playing with her long hair again as she was getting really annoyed with the gravel. Stupid fucking gravels she yelled out. Looking around there was noone there which made her lot better and her heart calmed down. Finding a bench she sat down on it. The bench was made of solid oak which was really old, unsure how old though. Still she sat down and took her black show off, to check her left foot. There was a small cut from the shape stone, so being a doctor Reena began to clean it up. Prefect first day and I get injured, fucking prefect she whispered in the wind. Getting a small band aid out she placed it on her foot. As the sound of the birds were calming her down again.

Turning around she noticed a patient. What is I am bumping into bloody patients all the time? She kept on wondering to herself and she went towards him and stroked her head a little. What are you doing!? She yelled out, of course she was in a rotten mood due to the fact her foot was cut already. So she hoped this patient wasn't the type to run away from her, she wasn't in the mood for chasing tonight. Reena stood with her arms crossed and waited for his reply back. The patient wasn’t answering her and simply walked off. Now this totally pissed her off but she was in no shape to chase after the patient, in fact she couldn’t be bothered either. Finding a bench she sat down, the sun was beaming down giving her a decent light too work on her paperwork.

She was filling out the right sections for her ID for the hospital, since she haven’t got one yet. The paperwork was finally done and she began to expect her foot which was in real pain, and she would have to rest for some more since it was way too painful to walk on right now. Thankfully it wasn’t raining. Her lab coat was on the bench now and she began to read for while, since was peaceful and her foot was healing.

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*WORDCOUNTINPOST* ::: seven.seven.zero
*POSTTAGGEDFOR* ::: jason
*WRITERSNOTES* ::: enjoy her and amazing first post!
*STATUSOFTHEPOST* ::: complete

[jason laurence sharpe]

JUST WAIT ON THE STREET WITH YOUR ENDLESS WORDS
LOST FOREVER IN THE OCEAN OF FORGETFUL NOISE
SOMETIMES, EVERYONE CARES, BUT CAN'T HEAR

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The warden slouched against the front desk, back to the lip of the work surface, hands gripping the underside, feet splayed before him, eyes half closed as he listened to some supposedly famous pop singer chicken cluck her way through a song he used to like before the artist tried to impersonate his sister in the shower, run it through a synthesizer, and claim it an original composition. Or at least, that was what the beat claimed was happening. As far as he knew, this singer was male. And the song was country. But he just got this feeling from the beat that it was pop. And the vibration in the desk top was not strong enough to be male. And he highly doubted this station... He glanced up and over at the radio tuner for the station number. He highly doubted that 100.3 would play country music. But alas, why he even had the radio on that the biggest mystery. Or rather, why he hadn't turned it off after the last guy's shift.

Jason hated desk work. It felt like what the military had wanted to consign him to. And it hurt. But at least he got to sit down all day and sleep. And even then, when people came in, it was rather amusing to look up to them standing there awkwardly and uncertain. At least he always woke up before they started yelling, typically they shuffled about enough to bump the desk. And that always shook him awake. Muttered apologies and call another warden to escort them to wherever their little heart desired. And back to sleep. At least until another car drove close to the door. Very close, with the buzzing caused by rattling windows. Employee parking. Or expensive car. Or both.

He turned around, dropping himself into the chair and glancing out the side window that the desk pressed up against, watching with a growing smile as a doctor (what else could she be?) stepped out of her Peugeot. When was the last time he'd seen a French car in New Jersey? Shrugging it off, he watched as the lady marched toward the staff entrance and he sighed. Hell, what was he going to do about it, working front desk, anyway? He may as well...waitaminute.

Standing, he buzzed the break room, called one of the guys who owed him a card debt. The deal was fifteen minutes watching the desk and he'd cut the debt in half. Fifteen minutes that Jason didn't work but still got clocked and pay checked for. And then he made himself look busy and strode with a purpose toward the staff area, catching a figure in scrubs that had matching dirty blonde hair as she stepped out and headed down the hall. Jason kept his distance, judging from her pens and note pad that she wasn't heading to any appointment. Not with her office in the other direction. And besides, the only place worth mobile paperwork was outdoors. And that meant the quad.

He smiled at a few patients on the way, one whom he knew waving silently back, but most just frowning after him, if they noticed at all. It was necessary to sidestep a couple who didn't seem to realize Earth continued around them. Pity. Grumbling about reality and how it generally sucked and worrying about not having followed the right female in scrubs, he entered the quad just as a patient walked in past him. Looking up toward the benches, he caught the doctor standing there, arms crossed, and he smiled. But she didn't notice him and went back to sitting on the bench, filling out forms, he was certain. He approached carefully to stand behind the bench, looking over her shoulder, hands in his pockets, impish grin on his face that he wiped off before speaking.

"Classy people skills, I must say." True he hadn't seen what she'd said, but it was obvious by her having yelled and from the look on her face that she was pissed. And of course, paper work wasn't fun.

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Case: Sharpe, Jason
File #: 715
Date: 10/9/10
Cabinet: Quad
Inquirer: Gardens, Reena
Status: Private
Alarm: >< <--is that a mood?
Notes: Sorry this sucks..

[reena maire gardens]

○ ○ THE SUN HAS SET, I CLOSE MY EYES ○ ○

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The clouds look like they were beginning to get silver grey making it look like it was going too rain, something which she didn't like. Especially when she had huge of paperwork too deal with. This wasn't her favourite thing but she had too do it, so she was illegally the doctor here.

Suddenly a shadow was leaning over and she looked at him, a man in a uniform which was a warden. Hello there. Well I have too treat this awful people, may well show them who the boss is she giggled slyly which wasn't that nice at all. There was something in her heart which didn't seem right and she was checking the guy out. So what brings you here handsome? The tone was flirt like and she loved causing the little game too come more.

Listen honey, I don't want any attention right now. I am pretty busy. Maybe when I am off duty we can spend some time together, but not right now handsome she clicked her tongue and then pressed her finger against his lips, chin and neck. You skin is so smooth and delicate. Just what a handsome man needs too please a woman she tease him and her form was filling up and finished.

Standing up she began to limp towards her car again. Her foot was pouring with blood from the cut and was extermelly painful the same time. I am Reena by the way. Reena Gardens she said while she got a photograph so it was able too put on her ID and waited for the warden too speak again, before she return too the building.

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|| WORD COUNT || Didn't Count
|| TAGS || Jason
|| NOTES || Sorry for the wait!
|| LYRICS || Shadows by Red
|| CREDITS || Made by JAKKATAKK at Caution 2.0!

[jason laurence sharpe]

JUST WAIT ON THE STREET WITH YOUR ENDLESS WORDS
LOST FOREVER IN THE OCEAN OF FORGETFUL NOISE
SOMETIMES, EVERYONE CARES, BUT CAN'T HEAR

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He liked forward women.

Simple statement of fact, one that most other men never liked to admit. Well, he was no exception to that. But unlike those stiff males, he preferred not to play with emotions and pretend disinterest to lead them on. If a female wanted him enough to be forward, he might as well reward the action. Jason wasn't delusional there; he knew there was little he could do to make her want him any more than she already did. Now, if they'd have been taking love, instead of lust, perhaps he could. But no. For now, this was strictly...off the official manifest.

"I work here, gorgeous," he deadpanned in response to her first question, crossing his arms and returning her a pet name. Jason wasn't certain he liked that look in her eyes, but then, he'd always been hesitant. Always would be, especially to those little things.

He smiled at her "on duty" comment. "Well, technically, so am I. But..." Trail off for effect, for a moment to word it right. "I can understand why getting paid to do real work is frowned upon." Another, smaller smile, as he followed her back toward her car. He noticed the blood on her foot, wondering how she had managed to cut it so badly. Of course, there were the heels. Little wonder the woman had injured herself. Of course, he kept his mouth shut, considering the odds highly stacked toward her yelling at him like she had at the "prisoner." Just becuase he couldn't hear it, didn't make a difference; he still didn't want to go there. However...

"Name's Jason Sharpe. Local Law Enforcement. It's my job to aide young women such as yourself." For it was obvious she was younger than him by at least a few years. But she had him on the "smooth skin" comment. Being clean shaven tended to turn on more women than not. and so did being older.

Her bitchy attitude with the patient wasn't comforting, but hell, they never tried, so sometimes, he wondered why he should. And of course, the warden was beginning to see that institutions like this, well, they attracted the gruff, rough around the edges twisted people too far down the road in hating the world to be of help anywhere else. They matched those they were said to care for perfectly. It was ironic, really, even knowing some of them cared deep down. But that was the same with patients. Deep down, everyone cared. It was just a matter of how much dirt you had shoveled on top.

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Case: Sharpe, Jason
File #: 432
Date: 10/25/10
Cabinet: Quad
Inquirer: Gardens, Reena
Status: Private
Alarm: Lazy
Notes: No worries, just hope mine doesn't feel too rushed...

[reena maire gardens]

Reena Maire Gardens
I love too play the fun and games

Reena can tell that his guy was different. From the last six men she have slept with, he was the only one that haven't pissed her off. Normally guys would keep on flirting with her and the main ones who have done that too her were. Robert, Mark, George, Alex, Chirspther. Reena totally hated those guys and she loath them for so long. The main reason why she was working like two hundred miles away from her home was the fact the guys simple wouldn't leave be. Guys in uniform was a weakness for her right now and she played with Jason's uniform's jacket. He wasn't her type but it doesn't harm too play some harmless flirting right? Anyway she knew that he was most properly engaged or dating. Seeing no band on his left index finger, put it too complete conclusion he was not married. So that put the eagerness even more.

Slowly she allowed her hand too stroke his chest, even though his clothes covered his skin up. I work here, gorgeous, this was brillant. He sounded more charming than ever now. So she played along even more. That really lightened my day now. So we would bump into each other more than ever? Well I just hope you can stay forcus on your job more than me mind you she flirted again and moved even closer, allowing her breath too touch his skin slightly. It's shame that I am taken handsome. She tease. Reena was single and she was loving it. She was in fact seeing what he would do about it and even try and get her attention some more.

His smile lifted her heart beat again and she was enjoying it some more. The comment he was saying about the on duty thing made her laugh a little. Handsome. I can find any time too kill too be with you, if that's what you want. I could drive us somewhere too be away from an hour or two. All you have too do is ask. It's pretty quiet around here anyway, so are adventuros or not? She clicked her tongue again and she walked off. Opening her door she saw that he have followered her. Playing the hard too get card again now. Well looks like the handsome fella wants too spend time with me afterall she smirked at the end of the sentence.

Nice too meet you Jason. What side of your job do you mean? It was a little dirty well she was trying too be anyway. Taken off her shoe she began to clean the cut and banadged her foot back up again. This was a good and she place on gentlier shoes on now. Standing up again she went towards his skin again. Pressing her lips gently across his jawline so what is your answer Jason then? Yeah he might have turned her on, but she wasn't making this any easier for him. If he did want too she quickly turn the buttons off and make him work hard for it too be lit up again. If the answer was no, then Reena would simple ironge him everytime she saw him. Reena couldn't care about the patients and would even kill them herself. All she wanted is money and sex... Lots and lots of sexs.

Spiecing it up for some drama. This is going too be fun too see Jason's retaction. Your post was fine.

[jason laurence sharpe]

JUST WAIT ON THE STREET WITH YOUR ENDLESS WORDS
LOST FOREVER IN THE OCEAN OF FORGETFUL NOISE
SOMETIMES, EVERYONE CARES, BUT CAN'T HEAR

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He pretended not to notice her sizing him up, hiding as she was by playing with his uniform. If she wanted to remain covert and under the counter about it, who was he to brush her off? She might be a little on the bitchy side and he might not be rough enough for her, but most bored employee fantasies were two people who didn't quite match. Of course, sometimes, they ended better than you thought. And Jason wasn't in the mood for playing it close. Neither was she, it seemed.

He kept the smile clear of his face as she leaned closer, stroking his chest, eager beyond any reason to be, but he didn't care. The warden griped her hand gently, stilling it on his chest, breathing in her perfume and her sweat. "Focus never was something I excelled at." Both true and yet playing. As for her "hint" at being single, she wasn't convincing. For all he knew, her voice was dead serious, but her face and that lusting smile in her eyes said that she wasn't. Or that she at least had no qualms with having an affair with him inside marriage. He was tempted to toss her back the same "excuse," but he knew he would never be able to form the words clear enough as a lie, nor did he had a ring to back it up. Much like her.

He figured why not play along, however. "Well, you'll just have to tell that fortunate man that it's time he take a long vacation..." But she floundered in her lie by inviting him away. Inviting him to elope for a few hours. And then come back to pretend it had never happened. He didn't work that way. Jason wasn't a talker, but he could never pretend something he was not. And if he'd played with someone, he wasn't likely to forget it.

Placing a hand on the side of the car, he leaned casually on it, smiling and providing a faint snort to her dirty comment about his job. "The bottom side, gorgeous," he deadpanned. He moved closer to her, hand on top of her hand on the car door. "And I'm the very adventurous type... But unfortunately, I'm busy." He smiled again, perhaps a little darkly at the images running through his head and the heat he felt all over. Of course, he could see what she wanted.

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Case: Sharpe, Jason
File #: 404
Date: 11/2/10
Cabinet: Quad
Inquirer: Gardens, Reena
Status: Private
Alarm: Suave
Notes: ^^

[reena maire gardens]

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