so much of our lives is just carving through the dark
"Here's hoping there's one already keenly looking for a clinic to join," Isla agrees with a smirk, though she doesn't truly think it will be all that easy. "I also wonder whether we ought to consider a veterinary branch," she adds, more as small talk than anything, and her smile is one of gentle amusement. "There are so many Attuned and others with shifts, I wonder if we need to take their health into account while shifted, too."
But anyway - back to pineapples.
Standing a safe distance back as Hadama sniks one of the fruits and transfers it to the bag, Isla swoops forward once he's done and quickly ties a knot in it so they don't risk touching the pineapple with their bare hands. "That sounds like a good idea," she says, nodding and rising back to her feet so he can snag their void parcel.
"We've had a handful of people, but nothing beyond what I would expect," she continues, of those who had come into contact with the void. (AKA no PCs). "It's almost always an accident. I suppose it can't be helped right now, but hopefully when all of this is completed, there will be less occurrences."
But anyway - back to pineapples.
Standing a safe distance back as Hadama sniks one of the fruits and transfers it to the bag, Isla swoops forward once he's done and quickly ties a knot in it so they don't risk touching the pineapple with their bare hands. "That sounds like a good idea," she says, nodding and rising back to her feet so he can snag their void parcel.
"We've had a handful of people, but nothing beyond what I would expect," she continues, of those who had come into contact with the void. (AKA no PCs). "It's almost always an accident. I suppose it can't be helped right now, but hopefully when all of this is completed, there will be less occurrences."
