I’ve decided to do some sample writing to just sort of establish his personality. This takes place about a year before the events of the RP.

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[color=lime][center][h1]Callum McCormac[/h1][/center][/color]

Callum was jolted awake by a knock on his office door. Callum smiled despite his exhaustion, he had his own office. 8 years he had been with the Griffins, serving as an assistant healer, soldier, and combat medic. He had finally been made a lead healer, tending primarily to the families of soldiers. Today,  his charge was a little girl about seven years old.

[color=lime]“Aye, what’s your name, kiddo?”[/color] He smiled warmly, trying his hardest not to scare the child. She spoke quietly.

[color=orchid]“Nina.”[/color]

[color=lime]“Nina, eh.”[/color] He suddenly remembered the child. He had helped deliver her. He smiled with nostalgia, that had been one hell of a night. [color=lime]“Aye, I know you. I was there when you were born.”[/color] She beamed.

[color=orchid]“Really?”[/color]

[color=lime]“Really.”[/color] He grabbed her small frame and lifted her onto the table. [color=lime]“Right then, let’s get you fixed up then, eh?”[/color] She nodded. She had came in alone, her parents likely busy with their jobs. [color=lime]“So, what’s bothering you.”[/color]

[color=orchid]“My tummy hurts, and mommy told me to give you this note.”[/color]

[i]Dear, Dr. Cal[/i]

He smiled, he wasn’t a doctor, but a lot of his charges ended up calling him “doc” anyways.

[i]Nina likely has an upset stomach, give her some pepto bismol or something. She is, however, in need of a vaccine.

Good luck dealing with that, 
Nina’s mother.[/i]

He sighed. It looked as though giving her a shot was unavoidable. He gave her a dose of pepto, and told her what the note had said. 

[color=orchid]“No!”[/color] She cried [color=orchid]“I don’t wanna shot!”[/color]

[color=lime]“Aye, I know you don’t, but I’m powerless here!”[/color]

[color=orchid]“You could lie.”[/color]

[color=lime]“I could, but then what if you caught a disease that could have been prevented the shot?”[/color] He sighed. [color=lime]“Tell you what, you close your eyes and count to three. By the time you’re done, we’ll be all done with the shot.”[/color] He leaned in closer and whispered. [color=lime]“If you're real brave-like, I’ll give you a lollipop.”[/color]

She nodded at him with teary eyes. [color=orchid]“One.”[/color]

He slid the syringe into her arm and started pressing down the plunger. He tried his hardest to ignore her pained expression.

[color=orchid]“Two.”[/color]

He finished giving her the shot and removed the needle. 

[color=orchid]“Three”[/color] 

He wiped off her arm and stuck a band-aid on her. He smiled as he handed her a cherry-flavored lollipop. 

[color=lime]“Alright, you’re right as rain. Real quick though, what do you want to be when you grow up?” [/color]

[color=orchid]“I want a soldier! Just like daddy!”[/color] She smiled innocently at him. He smiled back sadly and sent her on her way. Just as he was about to settle back into his chair, a messenger came.

[color=cadetblue]“Cal, we got a problem.”[/color] He pointed out into the hall.[color=cadetblue] “We got a soldier, he was hit by an explosive round.”[/color] Callum winced with empathy.[color=cadetblue] “Dr. Karst needs your help.” [/color] Callum nodded and let the young messenger lead him away. He took one look back at the little girl walking away.

[i][color=lime]I hope to god that’s not an omen.[/color][/i]
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