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Victor Whale

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Jun 8 2017, 08:02 AM
Victor felt like he hadn’t spoken to his sister in a long time. At least, not properly. Sure, they said hi at breakfast or spared a few words for one another in the evening, but for the most part they didn’t often have a lot of time to spend with one another. When he wasn’t working long hours at the hospital, Victor was usually off to spend time with his girlfriend. Work and his personal life consumed most of his time, and there were days where he didn’t even return to his condo apartment.

And it seemed as though Elizabeth was the same sometimes, too. Not so much with the working double shifts at the hospital, of course, but she still seemed to be out a lot, and sometimes their paths didn’t cross at all in a day.

He wondered if she had that boyfriend he had heard rumblings about still. Maybe that was what had been keeping her out of the house. He wanted to know more about the guy, just to make sure she hadn’t accidentally found herself in another bad situation.

The first one had been beyond her control, but now things were different. And he was going to make sure that meant that things were better, too.

That wasn’t all he wanted to talk about, though. He hadn’t really spoken to her about anything that had happened recently, either. With the Dark One getting possessed and his time in the hospital. She had visited him, of course, but he hadn’t spoken much about how it had all happened, or how it had been resolved after. He also didn’t know if Rumple had done anything to her during that time, either. Some brother he was!

There was so much they needed to talk about.

Thankfully, he had finally managed to take a couple days away from the hospital now that the portals had brought in a few more doctors, so he could actually have a bit of a vacation. It had only just started and he already wasn’t sure what to do with himself. Talking yes, but then what? Oh well, one step at a time.

He entered the apartment with a box of pizza, humming as he went. “Hey Elizabeth!” He called merrily, “guess who got himself some time off for good behavior? I brought pizza!”

Elizabeth Lavenza
Jun 3 2017, 09:03 PM
It hadn’t been a particularly busy day at the hospital, but it had still somehow managed to be a very long one. That probably had something to do with the fact that they only had a couple of patients admitted in the hospital, but one of them seemed very eager to kick the bucket.

It was an older gentleman with a plethora of diseases from a lifetime of neglecting his own body and health, Now that he was old, it was all catching up to him at once. Smoking, eating poorly, never exercising, even spending most of his time indoors rather than out in the sun- there were a lot of things that could cripple someone later in life.

Though, if he was being honest, the copious drinking and drug use probably hadn’t helped the old man much, either.

In any case, it had been a very long day of test, code blues, surgeries and then repeating the cycle over again a couple hours later. By the time he had left the hospital that evening, it had felt as though there hadn’t been anyone working at the hospital who hadn’t had something to do with that man’s care. Even Spike, the night security guard and local vampire, had been there to report when the man starting to crash again.

He was glad the guy was someone else’s problem for the rest of the night. He would have to see if he was still alive come the morning.

In the meantime, he was ready to head over to the diner and have himself some dinner. He was disappointed to see that his girlfriend wasn’t there when he arrived, but it seemed like she tended to work during the day rather than at night. Still, he was too hungry to head back to the apartment without getting something to eat, so he ventured towards one of the booths and sat himself down.

It was quiet there, but not completely empty. He smiled slightly to himself, leaning back in his seat and relaxing at last.

The Red Queen
Mar 16 2017, 03:32 PM
"AAAHHHHH!" Was the appropriate reaction of one Victor Whale when he wandered into his morgue and noticed that some of his previous dead bodies were now back among the standing. Perhaps it was a little ironic that the man who had once been driven on the desire to reanimate the dead was now absolutely panicked to see corpses wandering around in front of him, but it wasn't like he had been the one to bring them back. As far as he was aware, he was the only one who did the whole 'raising the dead' thing, so of course other zombies were shocking to him.

He hadn't brought them back, and he was pretty damn sure that the other people for worked at the hospital weren't in the same line of business, so he had no idea how to explain the corpses that were currently sitting up on their examination tables, looking around with blank, albeit somewhat hungry stares.

They had looked at one another, and then at him. That was when he had decided to scream like a girl and make a break for it.

He certainly hoped someone had heard him- he was beneath the hospital at that point, and there weren't a lot of people who wandered down there, but if they heard screaming... well, maybe just about anyone would be willing to come and check in on things. He, meanwhile, would be more than happy to find a room to hide in. He slipped into a supply closet, closing the door and bracing it with one of the shelves. He could hear the banging on the door, and he knew the creatures had found him. They were eager to get to him.

Were they going to eat him?!

he backed away from the door, panic rising inside of him. "S-someone help me!" He screamed as loudly as he could, "Help! Help!"

It wasn't his proudest moment, but he had never claimed to be a brave or particularly noble man. He wanted to live! What happened if he died by these guys? Would he become a zombie, too? That was not what he wanted for himself. That was why he had stopped his research. He hadn't wanted to make monsters.

Now he was going to be one!
Mar 15 2017, 10:33 PM
Sometimes, it sucked living in Storybrooke. Sure, the magic was cool and the people were great and the whole place was totally awesome on the whole, but what about the SMALL THINGS? The things he shouldn't be complaining about in the first place? Like, for example, the fact that the place had no store dedicated to video purchases or rentals. How was he supposed to watch the newest released if there were no places to actually buy them?

These were the problems of one Victor Whale as he left the hospital and started on his way home from work. It was the middle of the day, probably just past noon, but he had been coming off a long over night shift. Of course he was looking forward to getting home and having some nice, relaxing time to himself.

A video would totally help with that, but apparently he was going to have to go wanting.

The young doctor sighed to himself, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his long coat. It was a cold day in Storybrooke, and he could watch his breath as he made his way slowly down the street towards the pharmacy. It wasn't that he didn't have a car, he just preferred to walk sometimes. When he had walked to work, though, it had seemed like a much better idea than when he was now walking home again. Suddenly, he hated himself from twelve hours ago and wished harm upon him.

What an annoying day it was turning out to be! In an agitated state, Victor entered the pharmacy. While it wasn't the biggest place in the world, it was probably one of the largest stores in Storybrooke, and housed a selection of different things beyond just medicine that had been ordered in from the hospital.

Victor wasn't there for pills- he was there for movies. Maybe they couldn't get all the best new movies in, but that didn't mean they had nothing to their names. The store had a small stand where it sold an absolutely odd collection of videos. Sometimes he assumed they were from Doc's personal collection. A wide range from westerns to romantic comedies, with a few horror movies and a dash of documentary.

All the best B movies the world of cheap cinema had to offer.

Sighing begrudgingly, the tired man walked over to the display, though not before picking up a hand basket and dropping in a bag of twizzlers and some marshmallows. Tonight was the night he was going to get fat and Ruby would have to learn to love a chunky man.

This, he had decided.

Finley Thompson - Sorry these took so long!
Dec 26 2016, 11:46 PM
Victor sighed. It was very different being the patient than being the one who helped the patients, and he was pretty sure he wasn't a fan. Unfortunately, there wasn't much to be done about it- he couldn't exactly get back to work after what Rumple had done to him. He still didn't understand why it had happened, but he had been told that Rumple was terrorizing just about everyone suddenly and there was no real reason behind his actions. It didn't make sense- normally he was the kind of guy to do things because he had some plan.

What plan included a doctor having his arm ripped off?

There were rumors that he wasn't himself. That he was being controlled, perhaps by someone who had gotten hold of the dagger. He almost wanted that to be the case. Not because he wanted the guy to suffer, though he wasn't his favorite imp at the moment, but because it meant there was a chance the Dark One could fix his arm again once he was back to normal. He had done it once, right? But it seemed too much to hope for right at that moment. There wasn't even proof he hadn't just gone off the deep end. Maybe he was tired of getting pushed around. He'd certainly spent a good amount of time in the hospital.

He sighed again and shifted a bit in the bed, wincing slightly as pain throbbed through what was left of his arm. A small patch of bandages over his shoulder. The other doctors and nurses had done a great job of patching him up after the incident, but that didn't really do much to help him feel better in the long run. He had still be injured. He was still missing an arm. And he still had no idea how that was going to affect him going forward.

But he wasn't going to spend his time worrying about all that right now. He was just going to try and be thankful that he was alive and that Ruby was there to support him. He didn't know what he would have done without her. She had saved him.

He was thankful for that.

Ruby Lucas
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