Science is fascinating and my passion. Nursing makes me feel fantastic.
I don't know what I'm doing but whatever it is I know two things: it will help and I'll be brilliant. Well, three things. A lot of coffee will be involved.
"Have no fear of perfection; you'll never reach it."
Stats
Name: Jane Foster
Age: 22
Birthday: March 5th
Status: Jane Foster, B.S. / Emergency Room RN
Attended: Columbia University
Hobbies: Nursing, Recreational Astrophysics, Patching Up The Occasional Super Hero.
"Nothing in life is to be feared; it is only to be understood."
Hey, me neither. My dad’s great. But sometimes I just need to… uff.
If three is a few, then yes. But I’m the oldest and the only girl, so… hence the overprotectiveness. But I’d think you’d fall victim to the same thing as the only child. I’m gonna have to take a look at your family’s genes and make an antidote.
Well if you need samples you’re free to collect them, I’m not going to stand in the way of science.
His eyes got even wider as Jane smack his forehead. A mare human scaring the hell of the Sorcerer Supreme. There was a lesson to be learnt there, but right now Stephen could not quite picture it. He rubbed his forehead, where it had be hit, and kept holding the book on his other hand.
“I’m no amateur. I’ve treated them. Wong helped me an–” - before he could finish his sentence she was pointing to the solution she took out of her kit. Why was she caring those things around in the first place? Stephen rolled his eyes, deciding that he had already contradicted her enough for a life time. Better not to call out the range of a young lady. He sat back on his chair shaking his head. - “I need to track this energy, and find out we is trying to summon this entity.”
He continued rambling on mostly to himself as he sat down.
Jane carefully addressed Stephen’s feet, uncovering them with only minor sticking and difficulty. The Skin was a
skin will be an intense red color, slightly a splotchy. Jane made an irritated clicking sound with her tongue as she noted that some of the boils that the bottom of the feet had burst. She laid out a sheep from her bag on what used to be her own chair and man handled Stephen’s feet into it. “Burn straight through your epidermis and into your damn dermis.” I wasn’t the worst second degree burn she had seen in her career but still. Stephen was an idiot. The man could float why the hell had be been walking on his feet. “We were at a hospital, we could of gotten you a perception for
Silvadene Cream
but no. You had to stay quiet about your second degree burns all over your feet.” she muttered, more to herself, knowing Stephen most likely wasn’t listening to her as she cleaned and then wrapped the feet in her nonstick antibiotic-infused burn bandages.
“And how to we track his energy?” She asked raising her voice to hopefully grab his attention.
She looked to the sandwich costume she was wearing in order to get some extra money, then back to the girl. Wasn’t she the lady she once talked with one of her drunk nights?
“Maybe I should kill myself before I have a chance to see what’s up next, then.”
“Bit drastic, besides. You’re not a horrible looking sandwich.”
Stephen was truly cared away for his thoughts, to the point that she didn’t hear Jane approaching, he just felt some sort of shiver going up and down his spine as she nurse-voiced on his direction. His eyes slightly widen as he looked at her briefly before continue reading.
“For Hoggoth sake, Jane. This is something really important, much more important than a couple of wounds.” - he said shaking his head and flipping a couple of pages, making a mental note to be more careful around her, that lady could not be fooled. - “It’s nothing I can’t handle. But if I don’t hurry, this kids might not have a chance to get better.”
“A couple off-” Jane through her arms up into the air. No. Nope. This wasn’t happening again. She gave Stephen a light smack on his forehead. “For god’s or whoever’s sake sit down while you flip through that tomb and let me look at your damn feet, Stephen.” This was ridiculous. Matt and the other was bad enough but Stephen had medical training, he should know better. Jane marched off to her bag, she had some burn dressings in her first aid kit. Hopefully he had at least washed the area. Really, some people where just idiots.
“You take care of the kids and I’ll take care of you. How about that? You blind to the world anyways while you are reading.” She added gesturing as she started to pull items out of her kit.