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Still adjusting your nurse outfit on the fly, you make your way through the little maze of hospital corridors to clock in for your morning shift at the reception.
“Any new patients since my last shift?” you ask the hospital clerk while you’re at it.
“Room 171… a rather annoying case of lesser medical issues on a patient who is instead very problematic himself…”
“Ugh, say less” you groan with an eyeroll.
You ponder whether to dispatch the troublesome patient first, or saving it for last and not ruining your whole shift… To get a better idea, you give the medical records a quick read:
“Minor bruises and scratches… likely from a heated altercation, though the patient didn’t elaborate on them… Hospitalization recommended due to patient’s agitated state, suggesting underlying issues to be investigated… Notes: uncooperative patient”.
You sigh, then notice the species box is almost blank save for one word: “Hybrid”… The lack of details sparks your curiosity, picturing a most exotic specimen.
And so, led by curiosity, you head to Room 171. However, a strong fish odour suddenly overwhelms your nostrils when opening the door! It’s as if you just entered a fishmonger instead of a hospital room!
“Good… morning” you greet, trying to keep a straight face and remain professional.
The bedridden patient slowly turns his caprine muzzle, which sports a little green goatee, to face you, as if barely having any energy… only to quickly prop himself up the moment his aqua green eyes with rectangular pupils notice you from underneath his bushy green hair. You can now see his very hairy torso and a pair of small horns protruding from his bushy hair… he seems just a scruffy Satyr to you, save for the fishy smell.
“Good morning miss! Coming to visit me?” he asks cheerfully, contrary to what you were expecting.
“Routine health checks sir. Plus breakfast and… clean bedsheets” you say, trying to hold your disgust. If he smells that bad from afar, imagine the condition of his bedsheets… you’re definitely giving the glove treatment to this one.
“Oh, I see… I then wish to clarify I didn’t wet myself if that’s your concern… it’s my unfortunate biology that makes me this… gross, you could say”
“May I ask what are you then?” you ask, even more curious now.
“A freak, apparently” he quips, flopping back into the bed and playing sick again.
You step closer to visually inspect his bruises. Nothing serious indeed. But it gives you the opportunity to better investigate his nature… a hybrid between Satyr and what? As he suggested, his body appears to naturally produce abundant secretions that make him appear greasy and wet, which justify his smell, but don’t give you enough clues… unlike the bed extension: an accessory added at the feet of ordinary beds to accommodate those patients with uncommon anatomy, typically the elongated or larger lower bodies of nagas and taurs. Could he be…?
With the excuse to check for any injuries in his lower body, you raise the bedsheets, only to gasp in surprise at what you see: a long, shimmering fish tail! A shiver travelling down its length from being suddenly exposed to the fresh air, the caudal fin twitching… merfolk hybrids are quite rare to find on land!
“I suppose you could call me a Capricorn… I could have had quickness of a faun’s springy legs and the beauty or powerful voice of a mermaid; instead, I fumbled the gene lottery and now I’m stuck here with the smelly slipperiness of a fish and an ugly goat’s face! Can you imagine the bullying I have to deal with almost daily?”
Indeed, it wouldn’t be the first time you happen to look after a hybrid whose only fault is being shunned by society. They labelled him uncooperative but maybe he just doesn’t trust people anymore…
“By the way miss, could give another look here? I feel like my eye is starting to hurt again…” he asks, raising his hair and revealing a nasty shiner!
“You should have told me sooner!” you say, ready to help, leaning forward, just above his face…
And that’s when he suddenly showed his true colours as well: with a smirk, he lounges at you, the Capricorn being full of energy all along, trapping you in his arms’ embrace and landing an unsolicited kiss on your lips!
“MMMPH!” you struggle, feeling him trying to kiss you deeper, passionately… until you instinctively give him a sonorous slap on the face!
“GAH! Next time, it will be a shot of sedatives, mind you!” you shout, leaving him with his silly act, the Capricorn playing sick again and lamenting his newest ‘injury’…
As you storm out of Room 171, the other nurses give you concerned looks, wondering what the commotion is all about. And you answer them all with a single word, which is met with a chorus of sighs and eyerolls:
“Perv…”
Story, design, editing and coloring by me
Base by
estellar
Posted using PostyBirb
“Any new patients since my last shift?” you ask the hospital clerk while you’re at it.
“Room 171… a rather annoying case of lesser medical issues on a patient who is instead very problematic himself…”
“Ugh, say less” you groan with an eyeroll.
You ponder whether to dispatch the troublesome patient first, or saving it for last and not ruining your whole shift… To get a better idea, you give the medical records a quick read:
“Minor bruises and scratches… likely from a heated altercation, though the patient didn’t elaborate on them… Hospitalization recommended due to patient’s agitated state, suggesting underlying issues to be investigated… Notes: uncooperative patient”.
You sigh, then notice the species box is almost blank save for one word: “Hybrid”… The lack of details sparks your curiosity, picturing a most exotic specimen.
And so, led by curiosity, you head to Room 171. However, a strong fish odour suddenly overwhelms your nostrils when opening the door! It’s as if you just entered a fishmonger instead of a hospital room!
“Good… morning” you greet, trying to keep a straight face and remain professional.
The bedridden patient slowly turns his caprine muzzle, which sports a little green goatee, to face you, as if barely having any energy… only to quickly prop himself up the moment his aqua green eyes with rectangular pupils notice you from underneath his bushy green hair. You can now see his very hairy torso and a pair of small horns protruding from his bushy hair… he seems just a scruffy Satyr to you, save for the fishy smell.
“Good morning miss! Coming to visit me?” he asks cheerfully, contrary to what you were expecting.
“Routine health checks sir. Plus breakfast and… clean bedsheets” you say, trying to hold your disgust. If he smells that bad from afar, imagine the condition of his bedsheets… you’re definitely giving the glove treatment to this one.
“Oh, I see… I then wish to clarify I didn’t wet myself if that’s your concern… it’s my unfortunate biology that makes me this… gross, you could say”
“May I ask what are you then?” you ask, even more curious now.
“A freak, apparently” he quips, flopping back into the bed and playing sick again.
You step closer to visually inspect his bruises. Nothing serious indeed. But it gives you the opportunity to better investigate his nature… a hybrid between Satyr and what? As he suggested, his body appears to naturally produce abundant secretions that make him appear greasy and wet, which justify his smell, but don’t give you enough clues… unlike the bed extension: an accessory added at the feet of ordinary beds to accommodate those patients with uncommon anatomy, typically the elongated or larger lower bodies of nagas and taurs. Could he be…?
With the excuse to check for any injuries in his lower body, you raise the bedsheets, only to gasp in surprise at what you see: a long, shimmering fish tail! A shiver travelling down its length from being suddenly exposed to the fresh air, the caudal fin twitching… merfolk hybrids are quite rare to find on land!
“I suppose you could call me a Capricorn… I could have had quickness of a faun’s springy legs and the beauty or powerful voice of a mermaid; instead, I fumbled the gene lottery and now I’m stuck here with the smelly slipperiness of a fish and an ugly goat’s face! Can you imagine the bullying I have to deal with almost daily?”
Indeed, it wouldn’t be the first time you happen to look after a hybrid whose only fault is being shunned by society. They labelled him uncooperative but maybe he just doesn’t trust people anymore…
“By the way miss, could give another look here? I feel like my eye is starting to hurt again…” he asks, raising his hair and revealing a nasty shiner!
“You should have told me sooner!” you say, ready to help, leaning forward, just above his face…
And that’s when he suddenly showed his true colours as well: with a smirk, he lounges at you, the Capricorn being full of energy all along, trapping you in his arms’ embrace and landing an unsolicited kiss on your lips!
“MMMPH!” you struggle, feeling him trying to kiss you deeper, passionately… until you instinctively give him a sonorous slap on the face!
“GAH! Next time, it will be a shot of sedatives, mind you!” you shout, leaving him with his silly act, the Capricorn playing sick again and lamenting his newest ‘injury’…
As you storm out of Room 171, the other nurses give you concerned looks, wondering what the commotion is all about. And you answer them all with a single word, which is met with a chorus of sighs and eyerolls:
“Perv…”
Story, design, editing and coloring by me
Base by
estellarPosted using PostyBirb
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
Species Aquatic (Other)
Size 1719 x 1921px
File Size 2.29 MB
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