Snippet - Completely striking
Sep. 1st, 2007 12:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wilderthanFandom: The Dark is Rising
For: Bran/Barney doctor/nurse AU
Quality: Barely checked
Characters: Barney
The new doctor is tall and handsome and completely striking, and working as he does among a lot of women, Barney thinks he'll never hear the last of it. The man's an albino, with such lovely eyes, and such nice skin -- Barney glances in a mirror as he passes it, and grimaces, wondering if he'll ever beat back the last lingering traces of acne. Someone calls to him as he's leaving the room to actually get work done. "Hey! Drew! You're working with Dr. Davies, next week."
There's a stir, immediately, people turning to look at him. Barney runs a hand through his white-blond hair and tries not to feel out of place. "How'd you get that luck?" one of the newest nurses asks, groaning. "It's going to be so wasted on you."
She's immediately nudged by someone next to her. Barney's grown out of flushing when people start whispering about him -- a nurse? Why's a young man like him a nurse? Is he...?
He rolls his eyes and turns to leave the room -- succeeding, this time, escaping into the hallway. He hugs the pile of files to him, scowling a little at the twittering and gossiping he can still hear through the door, and sets off down the corridor, shoes squeaking with every step.
For: Bran/Barney doctor/nurse AU
Quality: Barely checked
Characters: Barney
The new doctor is tall and handsome and completely striking, and working as he does among a lot of women, Barney thinks he'll never hear the last of it. The man's an albino, with such lovely eyes, and such nice skin -- Barney glances in a mirror as he passes it, and grimaces, wondering if he'll ever beat back the last lingering traces of acne. Someone calls to him as he's leaving the room to actually get work done. "Hey! Drew! You're working with Dr. Davies, next week."
There's a stir, immediately, people turning to look at him. Barney runs a hand through his white-blond hair and tries not to feel out of place. "How'd you get that luck?" one of the newest nurses asks, groaning. "It's going to be so wasted on you."
She's immediately nudged by someone next to her. Barney's grown out of flushing when people start whispering about him -- a nurse? Why's a young man like him a nurse? Is he...?
He rolls his eyes and turns to leave the room -- succeeding, this time, escaping into the hallway. He hugs the pile of files to him, scowling a little at the twittering and gossiping he can still hear through the door, and sets off down the corridor, shoes squeaking with every step.
