At Ease//Eruri//

//Chapter Three//

After heading down the hall with a faint pattering to his heels against the ground, he soon came upon the door he could only assume was the Doctor Hange door. Opening it as the door creaked, he was surprised to see... well... a lab. He could only assume that they would meet in an office of the sorts. Making his way in as he knocks on the door, he starts to hear some sort of crashing. Clearing his throat faintly, he calls out "Doctor Hange Zoe...?" His voice rings lowly, unsure of the whereabouts of this supposed doctor.

After a few moments of waiting at the entryway, he was suddenly jumped with a screech. With his eyes widened and his guard up, he tosses the small framed beast onto the floor, only expecting a patient but what he is left with... a woman on the floor..? But this woman was not just any woman. Oh no. His eyes widened even more as he rushed over to the Doctor "My goodness Doctor Hange. I am so sorry... I can only apologize so much..." He spoke in a crisp tone, sorry for his sudden intrusion and violent reaction, but also straightforward about this all being her fault. She simply seemed to giggle it off, getting up as she sprung to her feet. He remained as calm as he could, but this bitch was truly crazy.

He now knew he wouldn't get the job. Great. He had driven all the way here and even dealt with the patient in the front, now to only be rejected? Thinking of the struggles he went through on his first day in the ward without a single ounce of pay, he was suddenly taken by surprise when she tosses the clipboard behind herself and sticks out a hand "Hange Zoe! Doctor Hange Zoe to you tallie, blondie, and handsomie." She says with a chime, grinning as she receives his own hand. This isn't uncomfortable, just, strange... to say the least. He shakes her hand firmly like he would to anyone else, only to see her suddenly turn and start walking as she begins this huge speech. He doesn't catch the first part, but he hears some of what she says after that. "-we are currently renovating the lab. I personally had it built in my office to make sure the studies continued. They wanted to get rid of the lab! I couldn't take that! So it was moved up here into my space, but I personally prefer it." Speaking as though she is getting the news for the first time. Her eyes seemed to glimmer under the spectacles resting against her nose, her hands practically trembling with excitement and pleasure to the fact of the lab location. Hell, he himself could feel happy for her and how overjoyed it made her. He supposes she really likes the sciences, but he wonders how long she has been doing this. Years? Days? Months? Who knows, he is just here for an interview, right?

To himself, it was noticeable she was a fanatic at her job. When she spoke about the job, she smiled, when she remembered something and spoke about it, she laughed. She was a very happy person and a pleasure to talk to, but he needed answers. After what seemed like forever in talking, he couldn't lie that it was enjoyable, but he did have school in the morning added to the fact he was quite eager to see if he had gotten the job. When she had seemed to tire herself out, he finally found his chance to speak. "It's a pleasure to hear your stories, truly entertaining. You seem to love your job very much and where you currently are. Everything seems to be perfect here, your motivation for your work really helps. Your happiness must also help the patients in a way, if only some took your advice more than one occasion." He spoke about this in remembering the patient up front, he was so cranky for no reason, so envious for no good cause. After praising her and slowly leading up to what he was going to say, she seemed to smile brightly to that as she suddenly grew confidence and energy. Damn it. He closed his mouth as she went on another rant, but now it was about her experiments.

With another good hour gone, he had eventually found the courage to speak to the doctor when she had finally tired herself out yet again, "Listen, Doctor, I would love to hear this all day but I have school in the morning. You emailed me to come in and get questioned. I brought the forms you asked for and everything but I just wonder, why would you choose someone like myself? I have little to no experience and pardon me, but this place is much too fancy to my experience and knowledge. I would most certainly not want to be a burden... to say the least..." He spoke, almost unsure of his own words, but all he could get from the brunette was a confused smile. He tilted his head a little as his brows furrowed a little. Did he break her? He was sure he did, but before long she had reanimated a little and shook her head "From personal experience," She spoke, it was as though her whole attitude had changed, as though she dropped the voltage a thousand and one watts down "everyone needs to start somewhere. I mean, that's how I landed this sweet ass gig. From your resume alone, you seemed well overqualified. A clean slate with little to no experience is always the best in my opinion." She spoke as a grin crawled against her face, lifting the circular glasses further to her eyes "Don't worry, it'll be easy. BUT!" She suddenly seemed to exasperate, she was insane but he himself found much comfort in it oddly, it made this place seem a little less insane with her own sanity, as though nothing could match her sanity. The world of madness finally had its match.. "Don't bring that damn outfit in tomorrow! This is a ward, not a court!" She said with a laugh, clearing her eyes of the tears after some time to her well-played joke.