Zoe was the first out the door, catching the crosstown bus to Lake Valley General Hospital, where Talia Park worked. The goth was wearing a typical outfit for her, a leather skirt, fishnet leggings, combat boots, and a black and purple striped top with a skull motif. Cheap skull shaped studs sat in her ears and her face was adorned with its typical heavy dark makeup.
Lake Valley General was part of the regional hospital system, and they'd hired Talia Park to build a new department, offering her more prestige at a younger age than she could have gotten at a more prestigious hospital in a larger city in exchange.
Taking the bus hadn't been the most pleasant ride. She usually didn't come to this part of town, and if she did, someone would give her a lift. The bus, however, was mostly used by people who couldn't afford a car and some teenagers, and wasn't the most pleasant ride; it was hot, crowded and she didn't like the way people looked at her. However Zoe consoled herself by remembering she wouldn't be seen that way for much longer.
She entered the hospital, and, looking at the directory in the lobby, found out Dr. Park's office number. She was used to being unmolested when the game was about to start...usually looking as she did, she would attract the attention of every security guard. Zoe exited the elevator and found herself walking through a mostly administrative area of the hospital. She didn't know much about Talia Park, except what she'd quickly googled. But she'd learn more soon enough.
Talia's office door was ajar, and she could see the woman leaning back in her expensive leather office chair, working on her laptop. She stood there for a few moments, watching the mannerisms of the woman, and her intense focus on her work. You could tell a lot about a person by their body language. She wondered how she'd react to a week of high school.
Finally, the woman noticed the smug looking teenager standing at her door, watching her. She frowned, and got up, looking at the girl sternly. "Can I help you? Are you lost?"
Zoe walked inside the door. "No, I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be. My office. You see, I'm Doctor Talia Park."
Talia blinked. "I...beg your pardon? Was this girl crazy? She reached toward the phone, intending to dial security.
Zoe smirked, closing the door behind her. She loved this part of it. "I'm Doctor Talia Park," she repeated, adopting a firm tone that sounded more like Talia's style of speaking. "And this is my office. And who might you be?"
"I'm Zoe Gib...No, I mean I'm....Zoe Gibson," she said, starting to panic a bit.
"That's right," Zoe said, sitting down and starting to shed her clothes, first the boots, the leggings, and the skirt, then the top. She placed everything on her neatly onto the desk, including her bag, then reached inside to pull out some wipes and began removing her makeup.
Talia was so focused on the fact she couldn't seem to move to call for help, or the fact she was spouting some strange name, that she didn't notice she had removed her lab coat and placed it on the chair, and had slipped out of her shoes, standing barefoot in front of the strange girl, and had already slipped out of her top. "What is going on?"
Zoe moved to her side and began to strip off Talia's subtle lipstick and eyeliner. She then began to do Talia's makeup in a rather Gothic style. "I hope you can handle this yourself tomorrow," she commented. "What am I saying...you've done it many times before, I'm sure. Though why you want to look like that, I don't know. So immature looking..."
