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Jenifer Maesroe, was born in Gravesend, Kent in the United Kingdom in 1989. She was one of three siblings, a sister and a brother, being the youngest of the three. Her eldest of the two being her sister, Jody was seven years older than Jenifer whilst her brother, Marcus, was only two years older. Their parents were Charlie Maesroe and Roseanna Maesroe. The family lived a good life for the most part, all of which got a good education thought their younger years. As a child, Jenifer dreamed of being a doctor, aspiring to help make people's lives better in ways that would make a difference to them. She gained this wanting passion very early on in her life, after she witnesses a horrific accident unfold in front of her at the age of twelve. A family of four, at the time, were traveling down the street in her town when it veered off the road suddenly and without warning, sending the car into a nearby building, killing all those inside in an instant! This sent Jenifer into a rather frantic and depressive state, causing her father great alarm and concern for his daughter. She attended multiple therapy sessions from this experience, where she was eventually able to move past it and continue on with the rest of her life, setting a precedence for what she would eventually become.
Moving along a few years, she was now in secondary school, as they called it in the UK at the time. Her life here was very much an academic one, whereby she was a Wizz in science and English literature, favoring biology and physics in science the most. She exceled in all of her subjects, leading her up to what would become very prosperous final grade years, where she hit the books hard and studied as much as she could in her spare time. She would spend a lot of time in libraries, reading all sorts of books on many different subjects. She really enjoyed reading novels, by famous artists at the time, such as Steven King, and Anna Karenina. She took a lot of inspiration from watching medical documentaries and true to life soap dramas about real medical cases, learning all that she could about various dieses and illnesses. One of her favorite hobbies was taking up music lessons, where she learned how to play an acoustic guitar. After passing her grades with flying colors, Jenifer moved onto her A-level studies, where she would take on advanced biology and the human anatomy. Again, Jenifer exceled in her efforts, getting all the highest grades that she could. Unfortunately, she was unable to move onto university, as by the time she had gone through all of that, the black mesa incident had occurred and the world was thrown into chaos.
By this time, Jenifer and the rest of her family had fled to Liverpool, along with thousands of others that had been in the area at the time. Here they all bunkered down, as the combine had now started to ravage the planet and the population. She was able to continue reading and studying as before, albeit a little less often, as the family had to relocate on several occasions to avoid capture. Her father, Charlie, was eventually found on a late winter evening and taken away to be processed, where he was transferred to city eighteen. Jenifer, along with her mother and siblings never saw him again. About eight months after this, her mother Roseanna was also found, while she was out and about scavenging with a small group of refugees and take off to God knows where. This is where she had to make a conscious decision, now at the age of nineteen, of what she should do next. Deep down in her heart, she knew it was only a matter of time until she was caught and taken off for processing as well. Her and her siblings made their way south, over a grueling two weeks of continual running and hiding from the various xen creatures that now roamed around the open landscape, meeting the occasional zombie hoard along the way.
Eventually, they all made it to London, or what was now to be known as City two. Here, they were all taken into the fold and processed, only to get separated from one another. Jenifer remained in London, whilst Jody and Marcus both got transferred out to other cities. This is where Jenifer was able to join the CMU and start her training as a nurse. She spent six years, studying and working full time in this role, learning all there is to know about the treatments and therapies involved with various illnesses and diseases. Jenifer was very efficient in the execution of her duties, always remaining focused on the job at hand. This was to be a great trait of hers, but would also cause her to lose out on a lot of social time with people she knew, more to her own detriment. It did however payoff in great swathes in the end, as after her six-year stint she was final promoted to doctor. This was unfortunately around the time where the city fell into turmoil. Rebels and Combine forces had started to fight against each other, whilst zombies and other xen creatures were encroaching on the city borders, hemming in all those inside.
Fast forward to a year before her transfer, Jenifer was now a fully-fledged doctor within what was formally known as the Saint Thomas Hospital in central London. Her days by now, along with many others that worked in her department, become very long and drawn out, having many patients coming in to receive treatment. She would often sleep in the hospital, taking a few hours here and there to recharge, before getting ready for the next operation. Her expectations of what she thought her job would involve, had by now shattered and dissolved into a distant memory. With all of this happened around her, and the constant struggle of the ongoing fighting between the combine and rebel forces in the city streets didn’t faze her work ethic, as she would always strive to do the best that she could in every situation she faced. Jenifer was a year later transferred to city twenty four, where her story now continues to evolve and move along with her surroundings
Moving along a few years, she was now in secondary school, as they called it in the UK at the time. Her life here was very much an academic one, whereby she was a Wizz in science and English literature, favoring biology and physics in science the most. She exceled in all of her subjects, leading her up to what would become very prosperous final grade years, where she hit the books hard and studied as much as she could in her spare time. She would spend a lot of time in libraries, reading all sorts of books on many different subjects. She really enjoyed reading novels, by famous artists at the time, such as Steven King, and Anna Karenina. She took a lot of inspiration from watching medical documentaries and true to life soap dramas about real medical cases, learning all that she could about various dieses and illnesses. One of her favorite hobbies was taking up music lessons, where she learned how to play an acoustic guitar. After passing her grades with flying colors, Jenifer moved onto her A-level studies, where she would take on advanced biology and the human anatomy. Again, Jenifer exceled in her efforts, getting all the highest grades that she could. Unfortunately, she was unable to move onto university, as by the time she had gone through all of that, the black mesa incident had occurred and the world was thrown into chaos.
By this time, Jenifer and the rest of her family had fled to Liverpool, along with thousands of others that had been in the area at the time. Here they all bunkered down, as the combine had now started to ravage the planet and the population. She was able to continue reading and studying as before, albeit a little less often, as the family had to relocate on several occasions to avoid capture. Her father, Charlie, was eventually found on a late winter evening and taken away to be processed, where he was transferred to city eighteen. Jenifer, along with her mother and siblings never saw him again. About eight months after this, her mother Roseanna was also found, while she was out and about scavenging with a small group of refugees and take off to God knows where. This is where she had to make a conscious decision, now at the age of nineteen, of what she should do next. Deep down in her heart, she knew it was only a matter of time until she was caught and taken off for processing as well. Her and her siblings made their way south, over a grueling two weeks of continual running and hiding from the various xen creatures that now roamed around the open landscape, meeting the occasional zombie hoard along the way.
Eventually, they all made it to London, or what was now to be known as City two. Here, they were all taken into the fold and processed, only to get separated from one another. Jenifer remained in London, whilst Jody and Marcus both got transferred out to other cities. This is where Jenifer was able to join the CMU and start her training as a nurse. She spent six years, studying and working full time in this role, learning all there is to know about the treatments and therapies involved with various illnesses and diseases. Jenifer was very efficient in the execution of her duties, always remaining focused on the job at hand. This was to be a great trait of hers, but would also cause her to lose out on a lot of social time with people she knew, more to her own detriment. It did however payoff in great swathes in the end, as after her six-year stint she was final promoted to doctor. This was unfortunately around the time where the city fell into turmoil. Rebels and Combine forces had started to fight against each other, whilst zombies and other xen creatures were encroaching on the city borders, hemming in all those inside.
Fast forward to a year before her transfer, Jenifer was now a fully-fledged doctor within what was formally known as the Saint Thomas Hospital in central London. Her days by now, along with many others that worked in her department, become very long and drawn out, having many patients coming in to receive treatment. She would often sleep in the hospital, taking a few hours here and there to recharge, before getting ready for the next operation. Her expectations of what she thought her job would involve, had by now shattered and dissolved into a distant memory. With all of this happened around her, and the constant struggle of the ongoing fighting between the combine and rebel forces in the city streets didn’t faze her work ethic, as she would always strive to do the best that she could in every situation she faced. Jenifer was a year later transferred to city twenty four, where her story now continues to evolve and move along with her surroundings
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Jenifer's Friends, acquaintances and foe's
Friends | Best Friends | Respected | Neutral | Acquaintance | Loved | Dislikes | Hostile |
Jury-2: A well respected and like officer of the civil protection team. I have both great respect for him, as well as classing him as a good friend, willing to listen to me, as well as showing me great support in my en devours. Over the time I have spent in this city, we have had many conversations, whereby I have often told him of the stories I have from city two. I cant see his face, and im fairly sure he dozed off once or twice as a result. Thank you for everything thus far Sir, you truly are a one of a kind officer.Aleksander: Another man I respect and admire, for the efforts he puts into his work at the DoB and the community center. He has great ambitions, some of which I might have to listen to him over again as the may times we speak, I cannot get a word in edge ways to retort on his remarks!
Lucy Russel: Such a lovely woman, with a big heart for the clinic's interests. She works very hard at keeping records and doing all the admin sides of the receptionist role. I do believe that she is slightly troubled within her mind however. I can only hope, that should she ever need it, she will find me and talk about her woe's. I am all ears Lucy, don't forget that.
Doctor Andrey: Someone with great skill and talent with a scalpel. He is someone I truly admire, for the efforts they put into their work, being so meticulous when they perform surgery. I struggle to understand him on occasion, but that is to be expected as English is not his first language. I hope I can work along side you for a long time.
Doctor Chung: Another great Doctor I have met since I took the role in the CMU. He has great patience when it comes to listening ans observing me whilst I perform surgery. His insights have been inquisitive and given me the confidence I needed in this new environment. I hope we can continue to work together closely.
Julia Jazmin: Thank you. Had I not been in the right place at the right time to see you once more, I would not have been in the position I am now, being able to further my career again. I respect you for your experiences and skill, but I am troubled by the attitude and portrayal you have shown as the director of the clinic. I out right disagree with selling recreational drugs, especially within a hospital. That aside, I still have some respect for you.
Well Julia, im walking in your foot steps now. Im running the clinic, as the director! I never thought I would get this far, but here I am. I also managed to stop the selling of drugs here, finally! You should have looked at the executive orders more. They tell a great many things about what can and cannot be done in this city. Hope your well, as I havent seen you for a long time now.
Alexander Mickievic: I have met him a couple of times and dont know much about him, aside from recently transferring here from city eight. He was the minister for the clinic there, and now resides in twenty four as a tier five loyalist. This is about to change though, as he is becoming the new CMU director. I look forward to working for him here.
Well Alex, im the director now. I preceed you directly, you having been my boss for the last four months now. I hope to do as well as you, perhaps even going beyond your own achievements. You should come back to say hello, as you promised you would. I know your a busy man, but it would be great to sit and drink a glass of wine with you, before you had left completely.
Nikola Ratimiri: Nikola is a great guy, very friendly. He works with us at the CMU on the reception, doing a grand job at logging the patients as they come through he door and keeping everything flowing in an organized manner. I believe he has a very weak stomach though. He couldn't handle the sight something the other day and proceeded to start gagging, almost throwing up in the process. Good thing he didn't take the role of intern on the medical aide, as I think he may well have passed out from the sight and sound of a mans foot being amputated by myself a couple of days ago. I like you Nikola, your a great guy to be around and have an awesome work ethic. I hope to know you for a long time coming.
Akemi Yamata: This is a lovely lady, though I feel that she is troubled slightly. So far, she has had a lung removed, after a supposed GSW she sustained and an eye removed, which I assisted another doctor with whilst I was a nurse. Aside from all that, she is rather bouncy and energetic, as she goes about her day within the CWU. She was at one stage, running Mirai, then moved to Triumph and owned a store there for a short spell, handing that over to someone else. I like her and consider her to be a god friend. I hope we can remain that way for a long time coming.
Cangh Chaa: Cangh, what a nice Vort they are. I first met them working in nuts and bolts, while I was working there one day. I had met the vortiguant species back in city two, so I was familiar with some of their customs already. Upon our first contact, he proceeded to lift me into the air and start sniffing me. To most, this would have been rather alarming. I wasn't phased by this at all, having seen something like this happen a few times before. He supports me in what I do, giving me encouragement and guidance, Even got a really nice hug from him after an "Incident" with a CP unit. I helped him out after he took the beating of a life time the other day, relocating a dislocated joint in his arm. The next day, after a quick treatment administered to his eye, he proceeded to coment on my height and lift me into the air in the clinic. I was able to touch the ceiling! That was amusing to say the least. I have great respect for you Cangh. I hope we can remain friends for a long time coming.
"Across all years... Our age of Two Hundred and Thirty Five years.. There has been no Human that could ever surpass what we have seen, and what we have seen is every possible good quality, we believe for within our lifetime, we will never meet another Human that will resemble your amount of specialty."
Lukas Stevenson: I like this bloke. He hasnt done anything wrong by me since I met him. He has taken on the role of leader at the homeless shelter, since cole was killed and doing a good job by all accounts. I had him in the clinic for some heavy GSW's the other day. I was able to remove them all, stemming the bleeding that ensued and saving his life. I am a little weary about him though. Im sure he has something else going on that I dont know about. I only hope that whatever it is, it wont get him killed.
John Walker: I found out this guys first name recently through an interaction he had with a few CP's. He was very unhappy with them using his forename, so I will continue to call him Walker. I don't know much about him, other than being rather young and being troubled by past events, causing him to...... Well I cannot say. Doctor patient confidentiality and all. I do however hope that I can help him in some way, to get him past those troubles and remain good friends with him.
I apologize for the scare in my title of this chronicle, though I thought it befitting of the terrible times we had within the terminal of district nine.
I have known Walker now for months, and been dealing with a lot of his issues. During our stay with the district, his mental facets only seemed to be worsening, becoming more erratic and changing daily. I didn’t have a lot of time on my hands here, to cater for his needs and be there as a friend. On many occasions, I found him sitting within the clinic, vacant in his expression and lost within his mind. It became difficult for me to communicate, to get myself through his barriers and push him out of his stupor.
When we did talk, it was normally brief. My work as Director continually called me away from a social gathering, which is becoming a nuisance more and more these days. I feel Walker is losing faith in me and our friendship, given my absence and failure to answer the calls of help I frequently receive from him. I try to be there as often as free time will allow, though a clinic with an ever dwindling skilled roster sometimes requires a delicate hand of micro management. It doesn't help that the local district administrator has a firm and heavy hand, preventing the clinic from performing in its fullest capacity. But I digress from the issues at hand here.
I worry about Walker immensely, due to his declining mental state and need to give up. I feel as though I am pushing too much, to drive him in the right direction and achieve great things within the medical union, but as a friend of his, who wouldn't want to do so?
I did my best to help push you up the ladder, to surpass your own ceilings and attain a better standing within the party. It was almost successful, if it were not for a fault in the systems design and other preventing you from moving forwards at a great pace. Regardless of their own views, it didn't cause my own to falter. You are a great doctor in the CMU, as it was known then, and will achieve great things. Just remember that, Walker.
Our last days in that dreadful district were not quiet in the slightest, and I feel its left a hefty imprint upon your mind's eye. Such destruction from the local fracking processes that the CLC have ben involved in, created faults within the structures of the district itself. Walk ways collapsed, buildings became unstable and fall to the ground. The clinic also took some damage and forced us into the warehouse, the only shelter that remained for us all. Then you got it bad.
Segregation between the upper classes and those of a worse standing had been organized, giving those of a tier six status their own space on one side, whilst everyone else mingled on the other. Your kindness during my darkest hours brought with it grief, after you attempted to comfort me. This only exacerbated the core issues, whilst simultaneously causing you some extreme physical harm in the process. I was not allowed to help you, and taken to a more secure location for my own safety, against my will.
You are worrying me deeply, and seem to be getting worse Walker. We survived the districts ordeals and arrived back into the main city district unharmed, for the most part, yet you are still scared mentally. I don't know how to help you. I am a surgeon, not a psychiatrist. My skills in that region are terribly limited, to a point of being non-existent. However, I am still doing all I can, and hope with all my heart that being away from district nine will help you greatly.
I have known Walker now for months, and been dealing with a lot of his issues. During our stay with the district, his mental facets only seemed to be worsening, becoming more erratic and changing daily. I didn’t have a lot of time on my hands here, to cater for his needs and be there as a friend. On many occasions, I found him sitting within the clinic, vacant in his expression and lost within his mind. It became difficult for me to communicate, to get myself through his barriers and push him out of his stupor.
When we did talk, it was normally brief. My work as Director continually called me away from a social gathering, which is becoming a nuisance more and more these days. I feel Walker is losing faith in me and our friendship, given my absence and failure to answer the calls of help I frequently receive from him. I try to be there as often as free time will allow, though a clinic with an ever dwindling skilled roster sometimes requires a delicate hand of micro management. It doesn't help that the local district administrator has a firm and heavy hand, preventing the clinic from performing in its fullest capacity. But I digress from the issues at hand here.
I worry about Walker immensely, due to his declining mental state and need to give up. I feel as though I am pushing too much, to drive him in the right direction and achieve great things within the medical union, but as a friend of his, who wouldn't want to do so?
I did my best to help push you up the ladder, to surpass your own ceilings and attain a better standing within the party. It was almost successful, if it were not for a fault in the systems design and other preventing you from moving forwards at a great pace. Regardless of their own views, it didn't cause my own to falter. You are a great doctor in the CMU, as it was known then, and will achieve great things. Just remember that, Walker.
Our last days in that dreadful district were not quiet in the slightest, and I feel its left a hefty imprint upon your mind's eye. Such destruction from the local fracking processes that the CLC have ben involved in, created faults within the structures of the district itself. Walk ways collapsed, buildings became unstable and fall to the ground. The clinic also took some damage and forced us into the warehouse, the only shelter that remained for us all. Then you got it bad.
Segregation between the upper classes and those of a worse standing had been organized, giving those of a tier six status their own space on one side, whilst everyone else mingled on the other. Your kindness during my darkest hours brought with it grief, after you attempted to comfort me. This only exacerbated the core issues, whilst simultaneously causing you some extreme physical harm in the process. I was not allowed to help you, and taken to a more secure location for my own safety, against my will.
You are worrying me deeply, and seem to be getting worse Walker. We survived the districts ordeals and arrived back into the main city district unharmed, for the most part, yet you are still scared mentally. I don't know how to help you. I am a surgeon, not a psychiatrist. My skills in that region are terribly limited, to a point of being non-existent. However, I am still doing all I can, and hope with all my heart that being away from district nine will help you greatly.
Female unit <: Unknown:> DEAD : You fucking whore! I hope you rot in the hell hole you fell into. You fucking treated me like a criminal, taking me to that lift shaft, forcing me to the edge and kneeling down, facing it. You caused me so much pain and anguish, placing that gun to my head and ejecting a bullet behind me. Your words, ringing out in the room and filling me with fear. I..I almost lost faith in the system entirely, all because of YOU and taking offense to me making a report about YOUR conduct. I laugh now at your misfortune, seeing as your bled out to a GSW to the knee. I could have saved your life, for the second time after the fact, but you chose your own fate. If it hasn't happened already, I truly hope the rot has started to set into your flesh, being reflected in your looks in the world after life. Im... Never like this. You truly have caused hate from people around you. Overwatch transhuman arm soldiers, with all their augmentations, have more heart than you do. You stood tall, but now lye dead, in the bottom of the pit where you deserve to be. I hope to christ I never meet someone as callous as you again. I wish you NO peace, only an eternal suffering and fearful experience that you cannot escape.
Anneli Makela: Your a doctor from industrial 17. I haven't known you for very long, or seen a great deal of your work thus far, but I feel you will do well in this city and in turn, this clinic. I hope you push yourself hard and achieve some high goals. Should you manage it, you wont have to remain as a nurse for very long. Keep it going Anneli, I know you can do it.
Yann Stephan: Your an interesting man, Yann. Over the last few months, I have spoken to you on various subjects, some of which are not even medical in nature. I am concerned with your outlook on those that you work with, however. For the most part, you seem to keep yourself to yourself. This works well, if your looking to achieve solitude and isolation from the rest of your peers, but I assure you that no one will want to approach you, if you don't at least try to have some idle conversation. Your a fantastic doctor Yann, but I think you lack some social skills.
Vice-7: I don't know your tag line, but your accent and familiar caring nature for others is terribly distinguishable from the rest. You have heart, which is a rarity amongst your peers within the civil protection. I knew you, as you knew me, before you enrolled into the ranks of civil protection. I'm glad that we are able to work together as often as we do. Your techniques in medicine are certainly something to be admired, if not a little gun ho at times. being methodical and perhaps not taking large risks on a patients life, would be something you can learn from me. You always mean well with those you encounter and I couldn't ask for someone better as a friend. Thank you for being there for me and helping me out so often.
Elias Siemens: What can I say about this great man. He has heard me laugh, cry, scream and yell on many occasions now. His ability to listen and hold a neutral stance is what I admire the most about him. When I have approached Elias about my problems, he wont take my side straight away, rather getting all the details that he can first and then giving me an honest opinion, based on what he hears. I respect this a great deal and wouldn't ask him to change for anything. I consider you as one of my best friend here in 24 Elias. You have pushed me continuously, driving my ambitions ever more and I can safely say that without all of that, I may not be in the director position I am now. Thank you Elias, for all that you have done thus far.
Lysa Vayre: This woman is an interesting one, to say the least. She has gone through a great deal since I started in the medical union, meeting her when she was still a nurse. Lysa used to be a very happy and outgoing individual, but her experiences and troubles have caused a slow decline here in twenty-four. Drinking alcohol, having arguments with civil protection and getting re-educated as a result, are a handful of events that have caused her to move down the totem pole of life. I feel sorry for these facts, but at the same time feel as though she can do a whole lot better. Being the director now, I can make more decisions for those who work in the clinic and will promise to help you gain a better reputation. I respect you Lysa, and would consider you a friend of mine. I hope you can push yourself forwards and do great things, with the new lease of life I have allowed you to explore. Please, don't let me down, Lysa.
Clyde Anders: Another fantastic addition to the clinic. I have seen you work and quite frankly, your one of the best additions we have gained here. I don't get to talk to you as often as I may like, but your one of those that stand out in a crowd. Only problem now is, where are you? I haven't seen you for months. I pray your in good health, where ever you happen to be. Good luck Clyde with your future endeavors and continue to forge forwards with the career you were clearly born to work in.
Judge-1: Hello sir, how are you?......This is normally my opening line with you, as I don't know what else to say half the time. You almost twice my size and....Scary! Your accent commands respect with people, whether you chose that to be the case or not. I thank the very ground I walk on that the revolver you aimed t my had, was not loaded at the time. Had it not, your achievements through mine and Vice-7's efforts may not have come to fruition. Great strides are evidently being made, with the increase in your positive moods and, slightly, lower levels of hostility towards others. I understand you better, after the weeks of therapy and counseling I have sat through with you. Keep it going, sir. You may not realize it, but you deserve to live and be happy in your line of work, just like everyone else does. I consider you a friend, believe it or not. I haven't told you this, yet, through fear of being told where to go with it. In time, I will mention it to you.
Shit....Is all I can think to say about this. I made a grave error in judgement, that could have cost me a lot in the long run. I just.....Didn't think about the consequences of my actions. I haven't been the director for very long now and perhaps i'm not quite used to being in a position of power yet. A good friend of mine, Walker and I sat down in my office for a few drinks, which turned into a lot of drinking. I got paralytic, to a point I really had lost all train of thought on my actions and perhaps even what I was saying. I don't remember where I was or what I was doing, but I know where I remember waking up....And it was not a good place in the slightest.
That officer, the tall one who I have been helping along their path of recovery, was not impressed with me or Walker. Not only did he have a few choice words to say, but he also had another officer do his bidding, dealing and administering his punishments upon us both. I hadn't long since been in a treatment ward after getting shot by a rogue officer in the clinic, so my lungs had not yet received enough. Walker got the beating worse than I did, but that didn't stop me from coughing up blood after the fact. I was going to change my mind on how I viewed you, but then you came back to the clinic for a little chat, once the worst of my condition had passed by.
You told me to go into the office, whilst I was hunched over a sink spilling up my guts and bringing up blood as well. I took a bucket with me as ordered, then sat down on the sofa, listening to every word you said to me. You were right. I made a mistake and it could have effected so many others, people like yourself who I trust and hold dear to my heart. Words don't describe how sorry I am to you and what I could have caused. I only hope you can forgive me through my continued betterment and growth as a person.
That officer, the tall one who I have been helping along their path of recovery, was not impressed with me or Walker. Not only did he have a few choice words to say, but he also had another officer do his bidding, dealing and administering his punishments upon us both. I hadn't long since been in a treatment ward after getting shot by a rogue officer in the clinic, so my lungs had not yet received enough. Walker got the beating worse than I did, but that didn't stop me from coughing up blood after the fact. I was going to change my mind on how I viewed you, but then you came back to the clinic for a little chat, once the worst of my condition had passed by.
You told me to go into the office, whilst I was hunched over a sink spilling up my guts and bringing up blood as well. I took a bucket with me as ordered, then sat down on the sofa, listening to every word you said to me. You were right. I made a mistake and it could have effected so many others, people like yourself who I trust and hold dear to my heart. Words don't describe how sorry I am to you and what I could have caused. I only hope you can forgive me through my continued betterment and growth as a person.
My god...I cant believe people keep trying to hurt me....You got there just in time sir and my gratitude for your perfect arrival time is beyond anyone's comprehension. Yes, I found myself covered in someone else s blood again....God I thought I left that side of myself back in city two, clearly not the case. You killed that guy, right next to me and I cannot find the words to correctly and effectively thank you for it.
In answer to your questions, I really don't know why people see fit to attack me all the time. It is becoming a much more regular thing now, and I don't see how I can change it, or prevent it from happening. Perhaps if I had a legion of over-watch units at my side on the daily I might not have the issues, but that's a pipe dream and so far out of reach for someone in my position.
Your so kind to me, and I really don't know how to thank you for it all. I know I am doing you a solid by being there for you, when asked for help but I just dont know if I can do anymore than what I have been doing already. I suppose the only thing I can do is keep up my valiant strides and move forward with the clinic as I have been doing. I dont know if your proud of my achievements thus far, or even know what it is I have done for the clinic, but I will keep it up, doing everything I can for our great union and those who require help in our society, citizen and civil protection unit alike. Once more and many times in the future is my guess, I thank you for everything your doing for me sir. I appreciate it more than I am able to find the words to describe it.
In answer to your questions, I really don't know why people see fit to attack me all the time. It is becoming a much more regular thing now, and I don't see how I can change it, or prevent it from happening. Perhaps if I had a legion of over-watch units at my side on the daily I might not have the issues, but that's a pipe dream and so far out of reach for someone in my position.
Your so kind to me, and I really don't know how to thank you for it all. I know I am doing you a solid by being there for you, when asked for help but I just dont know if I can do anymore than what I have been doing already. I suppose the only thing I can do is keep up my valiant strides and move forward with the clinic as I have been doing. I dont know if your proud of my achievements thus far, or even know what it is I have done for the clinic, but I will keep it up, doing everything I can for our great union and those who require help in our society, citizen and civil protection unit alike. Once more and many times in the future is my guess, I thank you for everything your doing for me sir. I appreciate it more than I am able to find the words to describe it.
Heinrich Tischer: I hired you, over two months ago now. You have made some great strides in this clinic, going from strength to strength. I cannot recall what you said to me in your interview, but I knew from the experiences you had, that learning new techniques and treatments would be a walk in the park for you. Going from intern to doctor within this time, I can certainly say that having you on the team was not something I came to regret. I am proud of your achievements thus far Heinrich and can only hope you will continue to push the boundaries of your skills ever higher.
Ted Kowacks: I hired him, a couple of months ago now. He has been working hard within the clinic. I dont know him all too well, having not had many in-depth conversations with him since he started working with us. Ted got caught up in something, being taken away for questioning, then myself in my office. I don't know the eventual outcome, but suffice to say he came back in one piece. Keep working hard Ted and remain out of trouble.
Zoey Grodno: What can I say about this woman. She is driven, devoted and very friendly. She is the director of the department of business, or DoB for short. I get on with her very well, having been dealing with the issue of permit requests for months now. I do have a slight issue, which is the cost she asks in regards to the permits I get from her. Extortionate, is deffinatly a word I would use to describe those costs. How someone can charge so much for two permits alone is beyond me. In anycase, I managed to beat her down when I bought a permit for one of my staff. I felt so happy, like I won an age old battle that had been waging on for years! I know, it was a sad thing to get so excited about, but a win is technically a win? I'll let you decide on that one. I hope to know Zoey for a long time coming. She is a lovely woman.
Reginald Brown: I'm not going to lie, this man scares me. he appears to be vindictive, spiteful and just plain fucking scary! he got Emiyo demoted, perhaps almost killed for what may well have been a slight transgression during a banquet. I don't have to deal with the man on a daily basis, thank Christ! Had he been my minister, I may well look about ten years older in my short month of directorship. I will be avoiding this man as much as humanly possible. Having only met him twice, the first when I had a tier three status and the last in my office as director, he certainly comes across as a man who wont take no as an answer. I also heard he likes to kill for the fun of it all. Not sure how true this is, but only time will tell I guess. Just hope I don't find myself at the end of a barrel, though his means.
Bernard Von Steiner: I was confused when I first met you, for being targeted with trepidation's and animosity for being the medical union director, those of which permeated from my precursors. I didn't understand why I was despised by you at first, until I learned about those who failed before me. I have since taken great strides and moved on from the doubts and cynicism, forging my own path and bringing my great union into the forefront, captivating my own image. I have hired you too, gladly so given your skills and previous work. I respect you, and thank you for giving me the drive to be better, do better and raise the standards of the Civil Medical and Research Union.
Linguistic: You are an interesting vort, one of whom I wish to know more about. You told me to adopt a new name for you, that being 'Boonie'. I can only guess to why this is, but wont trouble you into finding out the causality of such things. I gave you your name originally, given the valley of vocabulary you adopted whilst speaking to me on our first or second interaction. I am glad to see you're making strides in the union, forging forwards along a path of loyalty and self sacrifice in the name of our Benefactors. Keep it up Linguistic, and good luck in your future.
Felix Waltman: You're an interesting individual, once whom I barely knew before you got the job of district administrator. Your following was vast and generated a supreme outcome in the elections, of which I was unfortunate in those events and unable put forward questions to yourself. I respect you greatly, for all the efforts you have put into your role and the obvious effects these meetings are having within the party. I hope the respect I have for you is mutual. I may be a Director, but the work I have done, am doing and will be doing has not gone without strife. Please just remember the importance of our medicly trained staff, and keep up the fantastic work.
Ophelie Latourelle: I am stunned how you lost your status Ophe, though from the news I heard I am not surprised. being loyal is about showing such through unyielding efforts and determinations to uphold the standards set upon us all. I only hope you get another chance in the future.
Ronald Sykes: An interesting and gigantic individual, one whom I have rearely spoken too. you did insult me on my height once, though I didn't worry about it too much. I know little about this man, thus I cannot really comment on him or his ideology. Perhaps I shall do one day.
Amelia Hearth: I respect this woman with all my heart, the efforts she has placed into the clinic and reviving the psychology department. Your efforts in trying to treat a dear friend of mine are invaluable to me, and I will always remember you for giving your all under what may seem to be a very stressful and arduous task. It deeply sadens me to say that your life has been cut short, via the foul beats that seek to over throw and take away our way of life on our door steps. I wish you peace in death Amelia, and will always remember you.
Orwell: You're an intricate man, one whom I struggle to understand. Your swings in mood are extremely erratic, blaming the French for anything and everything you can think of. One thing that concerns me is your lack of annunciation, that being in regards to my maiden name. It is not a hard one to pronounce, and one of which I constantly have butchered by your failure in vocabulary. I worry about you and what you're going to do next, after your conquest to bring our city into your image. As much as possible I try to avoid you, which has led me to find means of funding in my own ways to benefit the clinic. Please dont break this great city Orwell, as my last one was shattered by people such as you.
Ozbourne Trevino: A Hard working man I met in District nine, always willing to help me out when I required anything done in the clinic, or shifts held within their warehouse. thank you for doing what you could for me, I am eternally great-full.
Laura Maxwell: You came to me in district nine, and I had an interview with you. I am sorry to say that you didnt make the cut Laura. A bandage will not help to treat a broken arm on its own and requires much more work to rectify. Perhaps with some time and more staff in my ranks, I can employ you and have you trained to become a fantastic edition to me team.
Damarco Hickins: I respect this man greatly. he worked in the workers union for a long time, building up a reputation for being punctual and a hard worker. I am pleased to say that I offered him employment within the medical union, and since then he has become a vital asset within our ranks. I foresee a great future for you Damarco, and wish you luck within my great union.
Hugh Mattock: You have such a fantastic skill set Mr Mattock, and I am so pleased to have you within the C-M-R-U. Your abilities trump most and the etiquette you portray is almost unrivaled. I had some doubts about you when you asked for an interview, but happily I can announce that those are long behind me. Please keep up the good work and continue showing everyone how good and skilled you are in the medical world.
Anthony Whittaker: You're another fantastic doctor on my team. I cannot thank you enough for all the efforts you have given our great union, and look forwards to bring you back in again after your temporary re-assignment within another city.
XRAY-6: I am extremely weary of you and what you may do next. You have an air of illusive intentions, a questionable outlook on people and perhaps a lack of trust towards me for....Some reason. I don't know why you told me your tag line and entrusted me with it so much. Perhaps this was a test in my resolve and you sought to catch me out, especially during those sit downs during the blackouts within victory five. I suppose I will never know those answers, given how you no longer occupy this mortal coil.
More will be added over time, including friends and people she knows.
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