Following the schedule, Theodore went around the hospital, getting to know the people he's assigned watching over, finding out more about them, and going from there.
He met his first patient, Audrey, while she's painting up a storm in the art room, he made a point making his presence known before he entered, Audrey's annotated with a warning that she doesn't like people suddenly appearing, it's recommended that he announce his presence beforehand, let her acclimate.
As he stepped through the doorway, he immediately smelled the fresh acrylic paints as he sees Audrey, her brown eyes focused on the canvas as her olive hand moves meticulously as she's painting, near the centre of the room with the large curtains opened, showing the view of the outside from the studio window.
On all corners of the walls, there's paintings done by other patients, easels carefully put away near a corner, plenty of art supplies put up in the closet, and stained smocks in their own baskets after patients finished for the day.
Theodore's no expert at painting, Hammond, perhaps, but it's expected since the man's strictly logical in his assessments.
He'll plainly tell people to their faces what's wrong with their paintings meanwhile Theodore would've found only things interesting to him.
Guess it's what happens when someone spent their early years on Gallifrey, the inability to see beauty in everyone's paintings.
Perhaps, Theodore's still holds it against him for calling his stick figures rubbish, maybe he's no Picasso, but it's no grounds for calling a thirty-year old's stick figures rubbish!
Audrey's in deep thoughts while she's painting, that it took Theodore multiple tries getting her attention, allowing her to see it's him fully before he advanced towards her as she turned her head with confusion.
Once she adjusted to him, Audrey inquired who he was and it took constant internal reminders that he wasn't the Doctor during this facade. He was Mr. Smith, that's his story, and he's sticking with it until he's forced to reveal his true moniker.
Looking at Audrey's painting, Theodore sees that Audrey's a great painter, Hammond's not here so he can't mess things up by objectively pointing out the flaws in her painting.
She's painted the forest outside the window and added things to it, there's women frolicking in the fields, wearing different dresses, their long hair flowing in the breeze.
Theodore compliments her as she says that she's been practicing since she came to the hospital after the escaping "the bad days" as she calls them.
Never asked more than he needed to know, not his business, and he didn't want to make Audrey uncomfortable talking to him.
"Have any inspirations?" Theodore asked if Audrey gotten the painting bug from reading or seeing something that grabbed her attention and she smiles with her rosy lips as she informed him that she did.
Pointing with her acrylic painted finger, Audrey says that her muses sometimes frolic out in the field, they don't often do it, everyone's walking around the hospital, they're easily scared away.
It intrigued Theodore until his icy blue eyes noticed another annotation under Audrey's name that she's prone to hallucinations from her schizophrenia when she's not on her medications.
Nothing serious, but after she receives her medications, she typically mentions seeing the frolicking women.
Regardless, follow her medication guidelines, and report the time stamps of when she receives her medications and when they take effect.
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The Bizarre Adventures of Doctor Who
FanfictionIt's never easy stepping into the shoes of the Doctor-more when you're his son-and so, begins the tale of Theodore Levy Smith. The son of the Doctor. Or specifically, his second son. His father's the progenitor of the title and it'd seem that the ti...