<div class="floatleft">(http://i65.tinypic.com/nxpe38.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dr. Simone Praceti<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Operating theater to Hospital Reception and Waiting room<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Late evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All<br/><hr/>Dr. Praceti finished closing up her patient after performing successful triple bypass surgery on the middle aged hedge fund manager on the operating table. She'd had a dark moment where her Wicked self had wanted to knick a ventricle slightly. Not enough to kill the man on her table, but to leave a wound that would be nearly impossible to detect in the days after surgery but would leave him dead in less then a month's time. 'What harm would there be to taking a greedy pig out of the population?' Bloody Mary had asked, as she often did as Dr. Praceti had a life in her hand. The temptation was extreme and she'd almost given in, but she remembered the bigger picture and the alarming absence of Guardians and decided not to add to the darkness in the world. At least, not yet.<br/><br/>Leaving the final touches to the work to her team, the Doctor left the OR she was in to go take a shower and change. She lingered for a bit under the steaming hot water, letting her thoughts drift to earlier moments in the day. A slyly wicked smile played over her lips and then remembering what the evening held, she finished up, got dressed and went to Reception after putting on her face. Dr. Praceti noted that everyone had arrived punctually and she nodded curtly to get the attention of the head nurse on duty. "The new volunteers have arrived, Gladys," she said to the thick black woman who wore her long main of hair in intricate braids. "I'll give them their orientation and tour, it'll help me wind down after..." she added and Gladys gave her a knowing smile then handed the Doctor 3 orientation packets.<br/><br/>Dr. Pracetti waved Fey, Clay and TJ over and then turned to head towards a small conference room/office a few doors down from reception. "Good to see you all again. Please, fill out the forms inside these and we'll get started," she said, treating them as any other volunteer group for the sake of appearances. She went to the far side of the table and took a seat after handing out the packets. She smiled at TJ and said, "Please shut the door after everyone's in." She's got a business-like, perfunctory air about herself as she assesses those who have joined her this evenin to get to the bottom of what's happening in the pediatric ICU.