she sees angels in the architecture
"Autumn." You repeat. The urge to delay Ronin's exam that you might extract more of these tidbits of information is overwhelming and were you not married to your work, you might be tempted to break your own rules. "What's it like? Here..autumn is just...moderately long days with slightly warmer weather. Though I've heard in places like the Greatwood all the leaves look as though they're on fire with colour."
To hear of what is a glorified medical kit referred to as a medical wing, you roll your eyes unhappily. 'Sure, if you want to live a life filled with ugly scars, bones not set quite right, and infection." You're being too hard, and it shows in the playful lilt of your voice, but you take your work very seriously. Anything less than your high standards is simply not acceptable.
As Ronin, chiselled jaw demigod that he is, flails in your grasp of his feet, you grip your fingers onto one of his toes and shoot him a stern look for good measure. "Am I going to have to tie you down Mr Taliesin?" You lay the upset-doctor voice on thick, though given the easy flow of your conversation thus far, it probably doesn't hold up as well as it might have done earlier.
To hear of what is a glorified medical kit referred to as a medical wing, you roll your eyes unhappily. 'Sure, if you want to live a life filled with ugly scars, bones not set quite right, and infection." You're being too hard, and it shows in the playful lilt of your voice, but you take your work very seriously. Anything less than your high standards is simply not acceptable.
As Ronin, chiselled jaw demigod that he is, flails in your grasp of his feet, you grip your fingers onto one of his toes and shoot him a stern look for good measure. "Am I going to have to tie you down Mr Taliesin?" You lay the upset-doctor voice on thick, though given the easy flow of your conversation thus far, it probably doesn't hold up as well as it might have done earlier.
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