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Landing back onto the powder, a giant white cloud of snow flew up behind her as she continued carving through the mountains. The Colombian had quite a bit of momentum behind her and Valentina was more than interested in keeping that up as she observed a shadow suddenly overcome her. Why did it get so dark all of a sudden? Valentina looked up to see the last thing she wanted to see on top of her. Zoe Mercier, in the sky above her, with double the amount of birds being flown as she barrel rolled her way over her. Valentina could not have rolled her eyes any harder than she did at that moment. Seriously, Zoe?

Valentina glanced back to watch Zoe landing, almost watching her eat shit as she trailed behind her. The run was coming close to and end and Valentina knew it. She looked forward though, knowing that she had a lot more to pay attention to than Zoe being an idiot behind her. There wasn't enough airspace for both her and Zoe, which was fine because Valentina was much more suited for the ground. Eventually she saw Zoe zip in front of her, Valentina being able to do absolutely nothing.

Valentina was so busy bobbing and weaving through trees that she hadn't even realized that Zoe had stopped ahead. By the time she realized, she had already accumulated too much speed to stop in time. Seeing the figure come closer and closer to her, Valentina's eyes grew wide as she tried to pizza as hard as she could, before realizing there was nothing she could do to stop or get out of Zoe's way. She had to stop so hard that she went perpendicular in the snow, causing her to stop suddenly and launch forward. She didn't know what it was about Zoe, but she always found a way to make herself more annoying. Val got a good mouthful of the powder as she fell forward, before getting up and blowing some sand out of her mask. Valentina wasn't happy whatsoever. Pulling her goggles up, Valentina had a fiery look in her eyes. "Eres estúpida?" Valentina yelled, "Are you stupid? What the fuck were you thinking? No, of course I'm not alright, pendeja!"

cyberpunk is reaaaaaallllllly not in a good state right now. gameplay wise it's fucking dope as shit but i can't get over the subpar optimization and various bugs throughout the game

good news is that i got my gtx 1060 to pull 60 frames 90% of the time but it still lacks in certain places but i think im gonna hold off on playing further until further patches come out
Valentina shook her head as she heard Zoe whooping and hollering once again. It was an absolute wonder how that girl had so much energy around her. With that being said, Valentina knew she didn't have a single problem with keeping up. Their energy was just expressed in different ways. Valentina continued to stay glued to the ground, her skiis carving through snow as she watched Zoe soar in the air like she was some sort of bird. Sometimes it was better on the ground, but with the way Zoe was making it out, it seemed like the air wasn't a bad option either.

The Colombian continued to pick up speed, using her sticks and her legs to steer herself around obstacles accordingly. With every bit of speed that she was picking up, she knew that her reflexes had to be faster. She didn't want to wrap herself around a tree and become a Valentina pancake. Because this course was not traveled very often, there were obstacles like trees and rocks around. It wasn't the speed that killed skiiers, it was the sudden stopping that killed people, and Valentina knew better than to not take an obstacle seriously.

Luckily, she had the privilege of having an apparatus she could pull upon when things got too dicey. Like the giant crevasse she was coming up hot on. She wasn't pizza-ing whatsoever, only french frying as the crevasse got bigger and bigger. Once her field of view was enveloped by the crevasse, Valentina pulled on her apparatus, catching a bunch of air and sending her up in the air to clear the crevasse. The Colombian also took this moment to flip off Zoe, because she totally deserved it.


Was it weird to say that Allison was totally out of her element here? No, no it wasn't. Not at all, especially when you've spent the past few years of your life in a hospital walking around underneath the bright lights and tile flooring, walking the same floors over and over again hoping that something different would happen for a change and that someone was feeling better. Where the only interaction that you've ever had was with patients that hardly ever stayed around longer than a few months at a time. There were her colleagues as well, the fellow doctors and nurses that she had to work with on a daily basis.

They weren't exactly the most socially literate people, but that was what happened when medical school and their pursuit of a career in the medical field sucked people in. People hardly ever had time to develop socially, because they were so busy developing their brains and filling it with as much information as possible. It was probably why all the doctors on Grey's Anatomy always had so drama - because they would often come out of med school with the emotional maturity of a teenager (also partially because the writers have no idea what the fuck they're doing whatsoever but that's a story and a rant for a later time).

Needless to say, based on her interactions with all the doctors at Johns Hopkins, she decided she didn't want to date, especially not a doctor there. They were so busy sucking their own egos off that they often failed to see just how arrogant they were and just how far up their own asses they were. Allison didn't know how Meredith Grey pulled it off with Derek Shepherd.

That was why Dr. Bentley-Song was about to board this cruise ship. She needed some time out of the rather suffocating hospital environment, ironic given just how many ventilators and oxygen tanks were in that hospital. Everyone could use a break, especially doctors these days. She was aware of just how ragged she was going to be run, but nothing could prepare her for the true extent of stress, pressure, and weight on her shoulders that she carried with her. Allison was even starting to doubt if this vacation was even going to work and allow her to decompress and relax a bit, not when she had patients to think about and check up on while she was on this vacation. However, it was something that her doctor colleagues recommended that she do. A part of her was thinking that she was being set up for something else and giving everyone else an opportunity to encroach on her territory. But, she knew none of those doctors had anything on her skill and prowess.

With that being said, someone had still had to watch her patients. She couldn't be in multiple places at once, and since she was down here in Port Canaveral, about a thousand miles away from her hospital - she had to get someone to cover her patients while she was trying to get some admittedly much needed R&R. Allison was stood against a railing nearby the boarding, checking her phone for last minute emails. Much of it was just some staff memos about making sure they were up-to-date with protocols and that they weren't using the on-call rooms for some extracurricular activities. Not like Allison needed to pay that any mind. Besides, the on-call rooms weren't exactly the best place for extracurricular activities anyway. Were people really that desperate to do that in a place like that? Allison may have understood people, but she didn't understand why people did the things that they did.

Pulling her phone up, she dialed the number of one of her most trusted colleagues, one of her fellow residents who she had asked to cover her patients while she was gone, in exchange for the same sentiment when her colleague would take a break themselves. "Hey Penelope, have you been making sure to keep an eye on Robert Winchester's potassium levels? If they dip any lower it may be a sign of something much worse. I did put in a request for a tox lab shortly before I left, so keep an eye out for that too. If anything changes significantly or anyone goes south, call me." Allison said, before hearing some more voices from her phone, "That's a tall order, Penelope." Allison glanced at the ship, before back at the Atlantic Sea in front of her, "But I'll try."

With that, Allison hung up and started making her way to the boat. Hopefully this trip would go smoothly -- Allison didn't want to receive a call or a text in the middle of the night with some news she didn't want to hear. Before Allison left, she made sure that her patients were in good hands and were at least in a state where they were able to be transferred away from her temporarily. It was the only way Allison would even fathom leaving the hospital with so many patients under her belt. She knew they were in good hands, but there was always that underlying anxiety in her that something was going to go wrong, especially since someone else was calling the shots for her patients now.

Hopefully that anxiety would melt away on the ship. Allison had no desire to waste a vacation she so desperately needed, but it was hard to shed herself of the obligations she had back in Maryland. Somehow, Allison had secured a VIP pass for this cruise. She had no idea how these strings were pulled but she wasn't going to question it. It wasn't like she hadn't received a few favors before, especially being the daughter of two very prolific wrestlers. Allison figured it was her moms' doing somehow, which explained all the murmuring as she walked up the VIP aisle to board the ship. Keeping a hand on her bag, she could feel some stares bearing down on her as she made her way to the top of the stairs.

Greeting the people who helmed the VIP section, Allison smiled softly and nodded as she made her way to the actual deck. Upon stepping onto the deck, Allison soon realized why exactly there was so much hubbub about the guests and whoever walked up the VIP line. Allison didn't have to know much about these people to know what they were about. Somehow, she felt the same exact way she did around her doctor colleagues. Allison pulled a glass of champagne off a platter and took a sip, before posting up against a chair.

This time, she knew they weren't competition. Who knew what was in store for this cruise?

Alexandra Christine Rossi-Nguyen || Female || FC: Brie Larson || Counselor || 8ee5ee

i was told i can be a counselor
Valentina shook her head as Zoe made the rather easy pun. She wasn't going to justify that with an answer. The Colombian was starting to remember why she couldn't hang around Zoe for rather extended amounts of time. She may have been very creative with her videos and always seemed to have the greatest ideas when it came to stunts, but golly if she didn't come across as too much for Valentina sometimes. But, Valentina also wasn't one to ever back down from a challenge, especially when it came from Zoe. Something about Zoe made it very hard for her to say no to, as annoying as she was sometimes.

"Yeah... sure." Valentina sighed, adjusting her goggles as watched Zoe turn around and set off. As much as Valentina didn't want to admit it, Zoe was right. Whether she liked it or not, Valentina was going to be racing Zoe down. Making sure her cameras were on, Valentina started rolling down the hill, quickly picking up speed as her skis met the ground, and gravity took effect on a mass flying down a slope. She had purposefully given Zoe a bit of a lead, so that she wouldn't be tasting her snow whenever she caught up to her. She knew that she was going to pick up enough speed at some point to quickly close the gap between her and Zoe.

Seeing a trail of snow being kicked up in the distance in front of her, she knew that was nobody other than Zoe. There was no way that wasn't Zoe. Scanning around for an alternate path, Valentina found a path she could take to her left. Though, based on her rather quick judgment and assessment of the path, it seemed like it was a bit more vertical than Zoe's path. That wasn't much of an issue though. Valentina diverted left, taking the slightly more hilly path as she picked up even more speed, her toggles ready to be deployed as she came up across a rather huge jump. Pulling on the toggles, Valentina used the air she caught and turned it into a soaring opportunity, clearing a giant crevasse down below. She looked to her side, to find that she was alongside Zoe. Valentina took a moment to raise a middle finger to Zoe, before turning in front of her to brace for landing.
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