Name: Ash (Girl)
Age: 28
Looks: Long teal hair, brown eyes and nerdy glasses.
Height: 5'7
Weight: 107.8
Okay, I personally suck at RP'ing Claude, don't blame me… By room, I mean the little space thing you have when you go to the doctor's office.
You walked into the building. Through the double doors, past the lady at the desk and you managed to get past your crush without dropping your flies all over the ground and spilling your coffee on top of them. It was your third week working as a doctor at the Hertford British Hospital and your first week having a nurse assist you. Something bugged you about your nurse though; you thought you would have a best friend for life; someone that you could talk to if something wasn't going right. Your whole dream or well thought was ruined when you found out your assistant was male. You didn't mind, but today you knew you would be busy because it was flu season. As you got into your room, you put the clipboard on the desk and picked up the papers that were in the wired basket that was screwed into your door; you stopped as the door slammed closed. Something felt funny around your chest, you looked down your shirt slightly and noticed that your top shrank in the last load of laundry you did. "Crap. Crapcrapcrapcrapcrap!" you said out loud, as your door opened again and a child holding a bag came in with Claude walking behind him, that's right; Claude Faustus was your male assistant. That sexy, spectacle wearing man. What got to you was, your chest was huge, you had a tight top on and you had an enormous crush on him. You looked at Claude, waiting for him to tell you the name of the young boy so you could pull his file up, "Grell Spears" Claude said as he picked the child up and set him on the bed. You took a second to recover from the chills that were sent down your back from his voice. Once you started to run tests on the young boy, you felt a sharp heavy gaze upon you. You didn't bother to turn your head; you knew the only person that would look at you was Claude, or the boy you were checking up. A seven year old boy, staring at you, purvey little thing you were checking. When you finally got the syringe and a Band-Aid on a small tray, you walked back into your room and looked at the terrified boy….
-TIME SKIP-
You watched the last little girl leave the office in tears and holding a sucker, poor thing. You turned around on your heal as you sighed and walked back to your room and bumped into something, probably a wall; that's what you though until you felt your knee hit something…almost soft. You looked up and saw Claude, not a wall; Claude. Where your knee was, right in-between his legs at the very top. You blushed as you caught a glimpse of his crotch. As you stood up, Claude looked down at you. You looked up at him, but couldn't see his eyes; damn light. He started walking towards you room and he turned his head to look at you, "Ash, will you please come here?" he said, emotionless as always. You followed him into your room still at the hospital. As you walked in and herd the door slam behind you, there was a slight 'clicking' sound, wait… your door locked?!
| Oh great symmetry, that was hard, the second part shall be up by next week! |