Isla
"Just a moment!" Considering that she's in the middle of something, Isla sounds remarkably calm. It's pretty late at night in the Grounds, but when someone decides to accidentally skin one of their fingers while cooking, duty calls. Honestly, it's nice just to know that regular people still feel comfortable calling into the infirmary, and it's just a few moments more when medic and patient emerge.
His hand is neatly bandages and he smiles and pockets the parcel of medicine she gives him, then goes on his merry way. And, after waving him off, Isla sweeps behind the counter without even a flicker of fatigue - that probably gives her away as an Ascended more than anything. Her curls are lifted up into a high, messy tail and her white doctor's coat has a bunch of things weighing down the pockets that she hasn't had a chance to sort through yet, but there's more work to do yet.
"Thank you for waiting." She smiles to the newcomer. "It's still just me here, so things can get quite hectic. My name is Isla - how can I help?"
His hand is neatly bandages and he smiles and pockets the parcel of medicine she gives him, then goes on his merry way. And, after waving him off, Isla sweeps behind the counter without even a flicker of fatigue - that probably gives her away as an Ascended more than anything. Her curls are lifted up into a high, messy tail and her white doctor's coat has a bunch of things weighing down the pockets that she hasn't had a chance to sort through yet, but there's more work to do yet.
"Thank you for waiting." She smiles to the newcomer. "It's still just me here, so things can get quite hectic. My name is Isla - how can I help?"
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
