Isla
take your medicine An empty infirmary was like the calm before the storm - and by no means did it mean that Isla wasn't busy. One couldn't treat patients without tools or medicines, salves or bandages or all the other stuff that seemed so difficult to come across since their transition to this new world. So while there was a lull in visitors she was taking stock of everything they had available, how to get more and what else they might do about the low stores of... most things. The sound of her name - so formal, too - had her glancing around from where she'd been placing a battered file onto a shelf in what pretty much had become the waiting/reception area to the whole infirmary. Her fair hair was braided messily out of her face and she looked as if she wasn't long up from a nap, but the smile she gave Koel was polite and professional. "Luckily, my assistance is at your service," she murmured, nodding and motioning for him to follow her through onto the ward. "Of course." She led him into one of the side rooms, clicking the door shut behind them and moving to lean casually against the desk. "What can I do for you?" |
Asshamed
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the Remedy
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