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Prompt 191: Where do you see yourself in twenty years??Theatrical Muse Challenge
"Dr. Kokoris, mass casualties coming in, five minutes out, another market bombing." The nurse had barely opened the flap of the tent before making the announcement and dropped it just as quickly before making her way to the next tent.
Nicolas Kokoris had given up a lucrative private practice almost twenty years earlier to devote his surgical skills full-time to Medecins Sans Frontieres. It wasn't the kind of work that everyone was suited to, and it held more than it's share of risks not just to the patients, but to those treating them as well.
When Joanna Falconiri had made the proposition to him, it had come at a time when he was ready for a change. He'd already been offering his services to Medicins Sans Frontieres, doing two, two week tours a year. It had been through Doctors Without Borders that he had met Rae, and because of her that he had given of his practice in Greece and moved to the United States. How ironic that it would also be through them that he would find the reason to leave when things with Rae did not work out.
Neither he nor Joanna could have known at the time she made the offer that they would still be working with the program so many years later. In truth they had both hoped the need would no longer be there, but such was not the case and if anything things seemed at times to only worsen, as leaders failed to learn from the past and those they governed suffered for it.
"Dr. Kokoris...the ambulances are rolling in now." The nurse lifted the flap again as she made he way back the way she'd come.
"On my way." Nic scooped up his scrub top and pulled it over his head as he started out the door...he was in his element here, danger or not, and as long as he could hold a scalpel here he would stay.
Muse: Nicolas Kokoris
Fandom:Presidio Med
Words: 331
Nicolas Kokoris had given up a lucrative private practice almost twenty years earlier to devote his surgical skills full-time to Medecins Sans Frontieres. It wasn't the kind of work that everyone was suited to, and it held more than it's share of risks not just to the patients, but to those treating them as well.
When Joanna Falconiri had made the proposition to him, it had come at a time when he was ready for a change. He'd already been offering his services to Medicins Sans Frontieres, doing two, two week tours a year. It had been through Doctors Without Borders that he had met Rae, and because of her that he had given of his practice in Greece and moved to the United States. How ironic that it would also be through them that he would find the reason to leave when things with Rae did not work out.
Neither he nor Joanna could have known at the time she made the offer that they would still be working with the program so many years later. In truth they had both hoped the need would no longer be there, but such was not the case and if anything things seemed at times to only worsen, as leaders failed to learn from the past and those they governed suffered for it.
"Dr. Kokoris...the ambulances are rolling in now." The nurse lifted the flap again as she made he way back the way she'd come.
"On my way." Nic scooped up his scrub top and pulled it over his head as he started out the door...he was in his element here, danger or not, and as long as he could hold a scalpel here he would stay.
Muse: Nicolas Kokoris
Fandom:Presidio Med
Words: 331
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