notcursed

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I maded something nice.

No, it's not pie.

After weeks of mocking Toby's investigative logic-fail behind Gary the Goalie, I've finally figured it out. After, like, the fifth watch of this episode, orz. IT'S PROBABLY OBVIOUS, ISN'T IT? ISN'T IT?? D:

( Hey man, I'm just looking for a killer goalie. /WHAM )

((INSPIRED BY MY PLIGHT THIS MORNING.))

It wasn't terribly often that Toby was sent out of the ER and into the clinic to pick something up. It wasn't that far a journey, after all, and a paramedic seemed like the last person to be a gofer when there were plenty of hospital staff around. But of course, today was One Of Those Days for him and Olivia, and she was getting annoyed by him hanging around Emerg while she had work to do and he didn't. So with the terse words of a focused, determined woman trying to keep the metaphorical cap on the metaphorical shaken pop bottle, she asked - pretty much ordered, actually, and he had to keep himself from finding it endearing and smiling, because that would make her more annoyed with him - for him to go to the clinic and bring back a box of Vacutainer tubes.

Please God, is it too much to ask for him to get lost on the way there?

Toby managed to swallow the smile until he was out the door and out of her sight. Enough was enough, though. 'Liv needed her space - he'd get the tubes, then get out and find Oz.

Not long after he'd started working at the hospital, Toby had learned to keep an ongoing general block on thoughts while he was there. There was always something to overhear that would be private for a reason, that he'd regret overhearing, whether from long-term patiens or expecting parents or people he'd brought in himself. Nothing strenuous. Just tuning things out.

It was hard not to hear what was going on in the clinic when he neared the door, though.

( Oh my GOD, what the hell is she doing -- )

((ooc: Tried to keep this as un-self-insert-y as possible. I'M SPEAKING OUT FOR VICTIMS OF BLOODWORK MALPRACTICE EVERYWHERE. D8))

Soooo, being the details geek that I am, I've been meaning to do this for a while. Here's a picspam of Toby's apartment; inside, outside, even a crappy rough floor plan to go along with it. Enjoy!

( Over thirty pictures inside, orz. )

[RP] Character Relationship Meme

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Toby really hadn't meant to step on any toes. He'd just wanted to help someone from getting their face bashed in, which, he thought, was a fairly reasonable want.

Sitting at a table outside the diner, it all came quickly; a blonde woman was approaching the door to his right, and at the same time he got a hit off of someone inside -- there'd been an argument, a heated one, and now somebody was heading for the same door - he could tell they were thinking about kicking it open, right where the woman would be in just a moment --

Toby got up, accidentally knocking his chair over in the process. "Hey, look out!" She turned to look at him, still standing directly in front of the door, so he did the only thing he could: grabbed her wrist and pulled her away.

"What the hell are you --"

The door opened - not crashed open, not flew open - , bell dinging pleasantly, despite the fuming man walking out of it and stalking away. A very long, awkward silence passed between Toby and the blonde-haired woman as they both stared at the door, Toby wondering how he was going to explain this.

She wrenched her wrist from his grip, taking a few steps back. "Everyone's a hero," she said, tone dripping with sarcasm, before quirking her eyebrows at him and entering the diner unscathed.

Something I made the other day, inspired by taxonomites.



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