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 Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2009 4:28 pm
 ((I'm doing a time skip for this RP to Dr. West already being mated to Between the Lines))
Dr. West Side Story was in his "office", otherwise known as a crate that had been tipped on it's side and a piece of burlap sack strung across the opening, as to allow some privacy for his patients. He was roosting in the corner, taking a bit of a nap between patients.
He'd stayed up the night before being mated to his love Tween and so his normally exuberant nature was a bit lacking. His feathers drooped with exhaustion and he yawned with every other word. If he didn't get his nap in before his next appointment, he was probably not going to get a very good item in exchange for his services.
And if that happened he didn't know what he'd do. He yearned with all of his heart to get something nice for his lady love. A bauble of some sort. Thus, the reason for his nap. He settled his plum feathers and closed his tiny black eyes, settling in for a good nap.
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Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2009 5:30 pm
 ((That's fine. o 3o Aria can still like him a little, and just not know about Tween. ))
Aria frowned, floating down gently to the crate which was the offices of Dr. West. She'd never been to him before, but she'd been told by friends that if anything ailed you, he was the one to go to. She wobbled a little, steadying herself as she landed and putting her wingtips up to her head. Oh, how it hurt. It had been hurting her quite a bit more often, and it was beggining to annoy her, patient as she was. She hated showing everyone just how fragile and weak she truly was. She knew she wasn't good for much, and she was hardly capable of taking care of herself, but she didn't like showing everyone just how much she needed someone to take care of her. She didn't want to be adle-brained and idiotic around those she loved and respected. Like Fancy, and her mate Shadow. She didn't want to be a burden to them by being sick all the time and not knowing why or how to fix it.
Coming in quietly, pushing the little tarp away gently, she cooed softly to herself as she saw one of the most handsome Pidge's she'd ever beheld in her life. His feathers were the most brilliant plum color, which contrasted nicely with his clothes. Aria felt plain in comparison, like a walflower with absolutely no adornment or attractive qualities. She knew in the back of her mind she was considered pretty with all her snow white feathers, but she did envy those with color because they were so stunning. She cooed again and tried to come up on the Doctor as quietly as possible.
"Doctor? Doctor West? Ah.....I do hate waking you, but some of my aquantiences told me you were the best...." she cooed softly, trying to get him up as gently as possible.
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 7:41 pm
West Side Story heard the cooing and opened his eyes to a snowy white female. "Well hello there! It seems you've caught me in a bit of a sticky situation. Really, very sorry about all of this." He stood up and straightened his parka. "I'm Dr. West Side Story, but it seems like you already know that! And who may I ask you are?" Stifling a yawn he shook out his feathers and bowed. "At your service, whatever it may be."
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