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The Clinic
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The Clinic
by MoonShine Sun Jan 19, 2014 8:53 pm
!4
(c) http://aretestock.deviantart.com/art/Epcot-United-Kingdom-Stock-17-141045363
This here is the outside view of the Clinic. It is not very big but can hold lots of injured people and knights, given that it has a second story. When you enter the building, there are cots lined up against the walls with tables in between. Upstairs is where you will find the Nobles and higher ranked people if they are hurt, but if they are seriously hurt they may leave them on the first floor with a curtain surrounding their cot.
!4Cots available!4
1st Floor
2nd Floor
(Will add more if needed)
Gypsy Clinic
!4(c) http://aretestock.deviantart.com/art/Epcot-United-Kingdom-Stock-17-141045363
This here is the outside view of the Clinic. It is not very big but can hold lots of injured people and knights, given that it has a second story. When you enter the building, there are cots lined up against the walls with tables in between. Upstairs is where you will find the Nobles and higher ranked people if they are hurt, but if they are seriously hurt they may leave them on the first floor with a curtain surrounding their cot.
!4Cots available!4
1st Floor
- 1 Jaque - Fell off horse/knocked himself out/ cut his right biceps deeply and his head
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- 3
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- 5
2nd Floor
- 1
- 2
- 3
- 4
- 5
(Will add more if needed)
Last edited by MoonShine on Mon Jan 20, 2014 2:28 am; edited 1 time in total (Reason for editing : added Jaque)
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Re: The Clinic
by Keifer Mon Jan 20, 2014 2:14 am
Myrtle carefully made her way down the stairs of the upper room in the clinic. Each step was a small achievement, as it could take her a couple of minutes to make her way down stairs. It wasn't her age that stopped her from getting around, but it was the nick in her spine, and the arthritis that hindered her at snail speeds, her highest mph being 5 when she was 70.
Myrtle smacked her lips and stuck a long nail passed her lips to pick at a yellow tooth. She made her way to the table the held dressers of files containing the information of the clinic's patient history. She plopped herself down on the wooden chair fitted with her home-made cushion and carefully set her walker leaning against the desk. She clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth a few times and stared out the tiny window before her. Rain fell outside, but it was a dull sound against her ears, having that sense faded like her youth. She very quickly lost her train of thought and her head fell downwards as she began to snore.
Myrtle smacked her lips and stuck a long nail passed her lips to pick at a yellow tooth. She made her way to the table the held dressers of files containing the information of the clinic's patient history. She plopped herself down on the wooden chair fitted with her home-made cushion and carefully set her walker leaning against the desk. She clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth a few times and stared out the tiny window before her. Rain fell outside, but it was a dull sound against her ears, having that sense faded like her youth. She very quickly lost her train of thought and her head fell downwards as she began to snore.
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Re: The Clinic
by MoonShine Mon Jan 20, 2014 2:27 am
!3Jaque Crisce!3
He was soaked from the pouring rain and it took him forever to make his way from the stables to the Clinic. Having a dizzy head didn't help at all either, plus the blood that was now dripping in his right eye. !2I should have thought of another day to go riding.!2 He fumbled with the handle of the door with his left hand since his right was still numb and covered with blood. Jaque didn't even bother to see what was bleeding, he was to worried about getting his horse taken care of.
He swung open the door and half collapsed with his armor clashing together and hung on the handle for support. He blinked a few times trying to remember why he came here, then it came to him with the tingling in his arm. The door behind him shut and stood up swaying from side to side with water dripping from under his armor before looking at the old women behind the counter. !1Madame....I had a bit of accident..!1 Feeling as if he was going to past out, he stumbled his way across the floor to one of the cots and heaved himself on it. He ended up landing on his arm which sent a searing pain throughout his body and everything went black.
[TAG add="Myrtle" men="Beau(horse)"]
He was soaked from the pouring rain and it took him forever to make his way from the stables to the Clinic. Having a dizzy head didn't help at all either, plus the blood that was now dripping in his right eye. !2I should have thought of another day to go riding.!2 He fumbled with the handle of the door with his left hand since his right was still numb and covered with blood. Jaque didn't even bother to see what was bleeding, he was to worried about getting his horse taken care of.
He swung open the door and half collapsed with his armor clashing together and hung on the handle for support. He blinked a few times trying to remember why he came here, then it came to him with the tingling in his arm. The door behind him shut and stood up swaying from side to side with water dripping from under his armor before looking at the old women behind the counter. !1Madame....I had a bit of accident..!1 Feeling as if he was going to past out, he stumbled his way across the floor to one of the cots and heaved himself on it. He ended up landing on his arm which sent a searing pain throughout his body and everything went black.
[TAG add="Myrtle" men="Beau(horse)"]
Last edited by MoonShine on Mon Jan 20, 2014 2:34 am; edited 1 time in total (Reason for editing : added about armor)
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Re: The Clinic
by Keifer Mon Jan 20, 2014 11:53 am
Suddenly jostled into awakeness by the rush of damp air blowing in followed by a thump to the ground loud enough the hag could hear. Myrtle growled and peeked open a single eye, ready to throw her handy stick at any beggar nagging her for food or shelter.
What her pupil fell upon was a soggy mass of a young man, an accumulating pile of blood pooling slowly from his arm and head. Myrtle's eyes snapped open and proceeded to narrow. She took all the time in the world to grab her walker and steady herself as she rose from her chair. She made her way over to the body, examining the problem area. She huffed.
!1Stupid boy! Could you go die somewhere else? I don't need your blood staining these floors!!1 She rasped, thwacking his back with her walker. !1Come on! Get up or I'll have to leave you there, I can't move you myself!!1 Myrtle growled, slightly hissing as she spoke her S's.
The boy was out cold, and Myrtle let out a long sigh of frustration. !2What a waste of my morning, a soggy rag shows up expectin' me to throw mah golds worth of knowledge to heal him! Pah!!2 !1Looks like a wet dog, he does..!1 She mumbled, turning to make her dainty way over to the medicine cabinet. She grabbed a stained tan towel and threw it over her shoulder. She grabbed a rag similar in appearance. The last thing she grabbed was a needle and some thick thread. She walked over to the boy and prodded him again. !1Good, you won't want to feel this anyways.!1 She mumbled, and settled herself with protesting limbs beside the limp body.
She used the towel to tie exceptionally tight around the young lad's arms. She watched as the blood flow slowed to dribbles, then took the rag and dipped it in her water bucket beside her lap. She rung it out then wiped the arm wound. It smeared slightly, so she turned the rag over to wipe up the excess. Area cleaned to her content, she put the rag back in the bucket.
Myrtle grabbed her needle and then the thread. She closed one eye and tried to focus her fuzzy vision on the whole of the needle. Spending a good five minutes to loop the thread through the hole, she could finally stitch up the kids arm. !1Waste of my provisions, you are...!1 She grumbled, and jabbed the needle through the skin. She began to loop through the ragged flesh to seal the gaping wound together, and it took her about thirteen rows of stitching. !1Almost the whole spool!1 She complained.
The flesh was still partly opened on the arm, but before she tended to that, she turned herself to where the blood seeped on the mans forehead. He hadn't moved a bit as she worked with him. Was he dead yet? She chuckled to herself. She took the bloodied rag and wiped the mans forehead and where the blood ran down his face. Myrtle had to get up (which took some time and a few breaks leaning on her walker) and return to the drawer that sat under the cabinet she got the towels from. Myrtle grabbed a metal pair of scissors, and a can of yellowish gunk.
She made her way back to this dead boy, wondering what she would do with his body if he died. She began to hum a tune without melody, and cut the hair that hid the wound from her poor sight. She laughed at his new look, and began to hum again. She took the rag and wiped the excess hairs from the head and then stitched the wound closed -which was hard with the skin that was so thin and stretched already on the forehead. She took the gunky cream and lathered it thick on the boys wound. She was told it smelled absolutely horrible by all her past patients, but having worked here for so long, the smell kind of attaches to you and you lose notice of it. Myrtle put some of the cream on the boys arm wound and then got up. She used her walker to save time and close the open door that had wetted her floor mat. She cut the boys shirt off with the scissors. !1Lyin' like that on the floor looking like a wet mop -you'll get pneumonia,ya-iidiot" .!1 She growled, then grabbed a dry blanket from the towel cabinet. She threw the thick blanket over the buys back and tucked it underneath him. !1If you'd have stayed awake long enough, You could have gotten to a cot. So just stay in the floor then, fool.!1 She sat herself back in her chair and leaned her walker against the desk. She watched the boy for a while, then the rain outside, then drifted a bit -ready to fall asleep again.
What her pupil fell upon was a soggy mass of a young man, an accumulating pile of blood pooling slowly from his arm and head. Myrtle's eyes snapped open and proceeded to narrow. She took all the time in the world to grab her walker and steady herself as she rose from her chair. She made her way over to the body, examining the problem area. She huffed.
!1Stupid boy! Could you go die somewhere else? I don't need your blood staining these floors!!1 She rasped, thwacking his back with her walker. !1Come on! Get up or I'll have to leave you there, I can't move you myself!!1 Myrtle growled, slightly hissing as she spoke her S's.
The boy was out cold, and Myrtle let out a long sigh of frustration. !2What a waste of my morning, a soggy rag shows up expectin' me to throw mah golds worth of knowledge to heal him! Pah!!2 !1Looks like a wet dog, he does..!1 She mumbled, turning to make her dainty way over to the medicine cabinet. She grabbed a stained tan towel and threw it over her shoulder. She grabbed a rag similar in appearance. The last thing she grabbed was a needle and some thick thread. She walked over to the boy and prodded him again. !1Good, you won't want to feel this anyways.!1 She mumbled, and settled herself with protesting limbs beside the limp body.
She used the towel to tie exceptionally tight around the young lad's arms. She watched as the blood flow slowed to dribbles, then took the rag and dipped it in her water bucket beside her lap. She rung it out then wiped the arm wound. It smeared slightly, so she turned the rag over to wipe up the excess. Area cleaned to her content, she put the rag back in the bucket.
Myrtle grabbed her needle and then the thread. She closed one eye and tried to focus her fuzzy vision on the whole of the needle. Spending a good five minutes to loop the thread through the hole, she could finally stitch up the kids arm. !1Waste of my provisions, you are...!1 She grumbled, and jabbed the needle through the skin. She began to loop through the ragged flesh to seal the gaping wound together, and it took her about thirteen rows of stitching. !1Almost the whole spool!1 She complained.
The flesh was still partly opened on the arm, but before she tended to that, she turned herself to where the blood seeped on the mans forehead. He hadn't moved a bit as she worked with him. Was he dead yet? She chuckled to herself. She took the bloodied rag and wiped the mans forehead and where the blood ran down his face. Myrtle had to get up (which took some time and a few breaks leaning on her walker) and return to the drawer that sat under the cabinet she got the towels from. Myrtle grabbed a metal pair of scissors, and a can of yellowish gunk.
She made her way back to this dead boy, wondering what she would do with his body if he died. She began to hum a tune without melody, and cut the hair that hid the wound from her poor sight. She laughed at his new look, and began to hum again. She took the rag and wiped the excess hairs from the head and then stitched the wound closed -which was hard with the skin that was so thin and stretched already on the forehead. She took the gunky cream and lathered it thick on the boys wound. She was told it smelled absolutely horrible by all her past patients, but having worked here for so long, the smell kind of attaches to you and you lose notice of it. Myrtle put some of the cream on the boys arm wound and then got up. She used her walker to save time and close the open door that had wetted her floor mat. She cut the boys shirt off with the scissors. !1Lyin' like that on the floor looking like a wet mop -you'll get pneumonia,ya-iidiot" .!1 She growled, then grabbed a dry blanket from the towel cabinet. She threw the thick blanket over the buys back and tucked it underneath him. !1If you'd have stayed awake long enough, You could have gotten to a cot. So just stay in the floor then, fool.!1 She sat herself back in her chair and leaned her walker against the desk. She watched the boy for a while, then the rain outside, then drifted a bit -ready to fall asleep again.
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Re: The Clinic
by MoonShine Mon Jan 20, 2014 12:35 pm
!3Jaque!3
When he finally came too, a smell of something sour drifted into his nose and made it crunch up in disgust. He stared at the ceiling until he realized where his was at and the ache of his back said that he didn't make it to the cot after all. He slowly sat up holding the left side of his head from where he hit it. It had a cream substance on it, and under the cream he felt stitches. He remembered his arm and check it see that it was also stitched and wrapped up. The shirt he was wearing was gone and in its place as a blanket. He spotted the women at the desk apparently falling asleep again. !2I'm glad I stumbled into the right place..!2 He grunted and huffed as he pulled himself up the first cot. The cot wasn't that much comfortable, but it was better than the floor. Once his head finally clear from the sudden movement he spoke.
!1Sorry for being a bother, my lady, I was just being a bit careless today.!1 He shivered and pulled the blanket up around him to keep away the chill. !1I will be sure to give you a reward for what you have done. You might have just saved my life. Merci!!1 He laid there on the cot and tried to warm himself up and make sense of what had just occurred in the last few hours. He remembered riding Beau through the Northern Forest when she stumbled and sent him colliding with a tree. After that he couldn't remember anything. !2Did I return her to the stable!!!2 Not remembering he started to get out of bed to leave in a hurry before his head started to spin which made him sit back down.
[TAG add="Myrtle" men="Beau"]
When he finally came too, a smell of something sour drifted into his nose and made it crunch up in disgust. He stared at the ceiling until he realized where his was at and the ache of his back said that he didn't make it to the cot after all. He slowly sat up holding the left side of his head from where he hit it. It had a cream substance on it, and under the cream he felt stitches. He remembered his arm and check it see that it was also stitched and wrapped up. The shirt he was wearing was gone and in its place as a blanket. He spotted the women at the desk apparently falling asleep again. !2I'm glad I stumbled into the right place..!2 He grunted and huffed as he pulled himself up the first cot. The cot wasn't that much comfortable, but it was better than the floor. Once his head finally clear from the sudden movement he spoke.
!1Sorry for being a bother, my lady, I was just being a bit careless today.!1 He shivered and pulled the blanket up around him to keep away the chill. !1I will be sure to give you a reward for what you have done. You might have just saved my life. Merci!!1 He laid there on the cot and tried to warm himself up and make sense of what had just occurred in the last few hours. He remembered riding Beau through the Northern Forest when she stumbled and sent him colliding with a tree. After that he couldn't remember anything. !2Did I return her to the stable!!!2 Not remembering he started to get out of bed to leave in a hurry before his head started to spin which made him sit back down.
[TAG add="Myrtle" men="Beau"]
Last edited by MoonShine on Mon Jan 20, 2014 1:26 pm; edited 1 time in total
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Re: The Clinic
by Keifer Mon Jan 20, 2014 1:19 pm
!4MYRTLE!4
Myrtle groaned as the dragging sound against the wooden planks brought her out of her daydreaming. She blinked her dulled irises at the awoken man, who had drug himself over to the cot and examined his wounds. !1Oi, so you decided to come to life, did ya? Invite yourself on my cots, did ya? Some houseguest! Pah!!1 She grumbled, but she got up to examine his wounds for him. !2Foolish kid, wouldn't have a clue what he was doin.!2 It was clear to her this was a man, but everyone was just a silly boy or girl to her through her eyes. He had loosened the towel around his injured arm, so she untied it and dipped it in the water bucket to wash it off. She wrung it out then tied it back around his arm before the bleeding started up again.
Sorry for being a bother, my lady, I was just being a bit careless today. will be sure to give you a reward for what you have done. You might have just saved my life. Merci!
Myrtle cackled. !1Careless! He says he was bein' careless!!1 She cawed. She stuck a bony yellow finger in the boys face. !1You, sir, are an iidiot. Getting yourself injured on such a mucky day! I hope you like your lungs infected! With a side of mauled flesh! Because that's what you look like, you land-brought fish!!1 She growled, and pushed his head back down on the cot as the dizzy thing tried to get up. !1Lie down before I lose my patience with you. And keep that reward in mind, young man, I will need to buy some thread since I used it all up on that arm of ya's.!1 She eyeballed his forehead to examine her handy work. Just a bit of blood speckled his face. She took the rag and dabbed his brow where a thin trail of blood had ran down. !1Your bleedin' again, so be still, you hear? If you lose too much blood you'll turn into a lost cause.. Now hold this rag to yer head before ya catch fever!!1 She handed him the wet rag, cold with water.
She sat back in her counter chair and watched the boy with narrowed eyes. !1How'd ya get in such a state anyways, boy? Tell me your name!!1 She crowed.
Myrtle groaned as the dragging sound against the wooden planks brought her out of her daydreaming. She blinked her dulled irises at the awoken man, who had drug himself over to the cot and examined his wounds. !1Oi, so you decided to come to life, did ya? Invite yourself on my cots, did ya? Some houseguest! Pah!!1 She grumbled, but she got up to examine his wounds for him. !2Foolish kid, wouldn't have a clue what he was doin.!2 It was clear to her this was a man, but everyone was just a silly boy or girl to her through her eyes. He had loosened the towel around his injured arm, so she untied it and dipped it in the water bucket to wash it off. She wrung it out then tied it back around his arm before the bleeding started up again.
Sorry for being a bother, my lady, I was just being a bit careless today. will be sure to give you a reward for what you have done. You might have just saved my life. Merci!
Myrtle cackled. !1Careless! He says he was bein' careless!!1 She cawed. She stuck a bony yellow finger in the boys face. !1You, sir, are an iidiot. Getting yourself injured on such a mucky day! I hope you like your lungs infected! With a side of mauled flesh! Because that's what you look like, you land-brought fish!!1 She growled, and pushed his head back down on the cot as the dizzy thing tried to get up. !1Lie down before I lose my patience with you. And keep that reward in mind, young man, I will need to buy some thread since I used it all up on that arm of ya's.!1 She eyeballed his forehead to examine her handy work. Just a bit of blood speckled his face. She took the rag and dabbed his brow where a thin trail of blood had ran down. !1Your bleedin' again, so be still, you hear? If you lose too much blood you'll turn into a lost cause.. Now hold this rag to yer head before ya catch fever!!1 She handed him the wet rag, cold with water.
She sat back in her counter chair and watched the boy with narrowed eyes. !1How'd ya get in such a state anyways, boy? Tell me your name!!1 She crowed.
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Re: The Clinic
by MoonShine Mon Jan 20, 2014 1:46 pm
!3Jaque!3
He opened his eyes as he felt something wet and cold run across his forehead. The women had whipped away a bit of blood that had started to drip again from his head. She handed the rang to him and told him to hold it to his head and he complied. He took the pillows and propped them up so that he wasn't laying flat but not completely straight. He didn't even look at his arm when she removed the bandage and cleaned the rag of blood before returning it to his arm. After she finished he tried flexing his hand which sent a pain up his arm and into his shoulder. He winced and took a deep breathe to keep himself from crying out. !2How I am suppose to serve the King and Queen if I can't hold my sword. Speaking of sword, I hope all that is at the stables along with my Beau.!2
He started to drift into a sleep when the women spoke again. "How'd ya get in such a state anyways, boy? Tell me your name!" Then it occurred to him that she must not who he was. If you could stand he would have, !1Je m'appelle Jaque Crisce.!1 He then realized that she might not know French. !1I am Jaque Crisce, Captain of the Royal Guard.!1 That made him want to get out of here sooner, he needed to make sure everything was okay. !1I came about my injuries when my horse stumbled in the Northern Forest, sending me flying.!1 He didn't to admit that such a skill rider could be thrown so easily, but it was totally not expected. !2I hope she is alright..!2 She turned his head to the woman, !1May je know the name of my saver?!1
[TAG add="Myrtle" men="Beau, King, Queen, Royal Guard"]
He opened his eyes as he felt something wet and cold run across his forehead. The women had whipped away a bit of blood that had started to drip again from his head. She handed the rang to him and told him to hold it to his head and he complied. He took the pillows and propped them up so that he wasn't laying flat but not completely straight. He didn't even look at his arm when she removed the bandage and cleaned the rag of blood before returning it to his arm. After she finished he tried flexing his hand which sent a pain up his arm and into his shoulder. He winced and took a deep breathe to keep himself from crying out. !2How I am suppose to serve the King and Queen if I can't hold my sword. Speaking of sword, I hope all that is at the stables along with my Beau.!2
He started to drift into a sleep when the women spoke again. "How'd ya get in such a state anyways, boy? Tell me your name!" Then it occurred to him that she must not who he was. If you could stand he would have, !1Je m'appelle Jaque Crisce.!1 He then realized that she might not know French. !1I am Jaque Crisce, Captain of the Royal Guard.!1 That made him want to get out of here sooner, he needed to make sure everything was okay. !1I came about my injuries when my horse stumbled in the Northern Forest, sending me flying.!1 He didn't to admit that such a skill rider could be thrown so easily, but it was totally not expected. !2I hope she is alright..!2 She turned his head to the woman, !1May je know the name of my saver?!1
[TAG add="Myrtle" men="Beau, King, Queen, Royal Guard"]
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Re: The Clinic
by Keifer Sat Jan 25, 2014 12:11 pm
!4Myrtle!4
The old woman raised an eyebrow at the boy, who's reply stated that he was a higher classed member of the kingdom. She gave a chuckle. !1Well Jacky Crisco, if your such a high rank soldier thing, you would have been wiser than to go out on your pony in the rain... Which, by the way, seems to be letting up!!1 She noted, and pulled back the curtain over the window near the cot to see the dim light coming through the clouds. Rain was falling gently now.
As she went to grab a shirt (That may be a bit big, but better big than small, hmm?) as Jacky asked for her name. She clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth. !1Only because you called me your savior, you flatterer. I'm Myrtle. It rhymes with turtle -ya can't forget it.!1 She came back to his cot and lay the shirt on his chest. !1Now, put that dry clothing over you -and use your good arm if you've learned anything! I've not got the strength I've once had to hold you up and do it myself.!1 She huffed, and picked up her cane from where it leaned against the wall beside the cot. She tapped it against the ground a few times as her gears turned in her head. This dumb boy had used up her supplies of bandages, and a lot of her anti-infectant cream. She would need to go to the store soon to re-stock her supplies. If the captain of the kingdom was dumb enough to get hurt in this rain, who else was so un-fortunate to be that un-wise?
Her milky eyes turned back to the patient, Jacky. !1That shirt is temporary, by the way. So once you get back to wherever you came from, you'll need to get a fresh one. That's why it'll feel a bit like paper.!1 She noted. !1 And once I get that arm wound scabbed up, you can leave. Any sooner and you risk opening it up again! So no jousting or whatever it is you young'uns get yourselves into.!1 She almost growled, although it wasn't as harsh as she was normally. It was important for the boy to heal before he do anything active. !1Where did you leave your horse, Crisco? I'll have one of the passing guards for and fetch it for ya.!1 !2They'll send word to the king n queen about their captain's mishaps. HA! He might be a bit embarrassed. Good for him, stupid boy.!2 She gave a silly giggle under her breath. Her voice whistled slightly at the pronunciation of her S's.
[TAG add="Jaque" men="King, Queen, Guards, His Horsey"]
The old woman raised an eyebrow at the boy, who's reply stated that he was a higher classed member of the kingdom. She gave a chuckle. !1Well Jacky Crisco, if your such a high rank soldier thing, you would have been wiser than to go out on your pony in the rain... Which, by the way, seems to be letting up!!1 She noted, and pulled back the curtain over the window near the cot to see the dim light coming through the clouds. Rain was falling gently now.
As she went to grab a shirt (That may be a bit big, but better big than small, hmm?) as Jacky asked for her name. She clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth. !1Only because you called me your savior, you flatterer. I'm Myrtle. It rhymes with turtle -ya can't forget it.!1 She came back to his cot and lay the shirt on his chest. !1Now, put that dry clothing over you -and use your good arm if you've learned anything! I've not got the strength I've once had to hold you up and do it myself.!1 She huffed, and picked up her cane from where it leaned against the wall beside the cot. She tapped it against the ground a few times as her gears turned in her head. This dumb boy had used up her supplies of bandages, and a lot of her anti-infectant cream. She would need to go to the store soon to re-stock her supplies. If the captain of the kingdom was dumb enough to get hurt in this rain, who else was so un-fortunate to be that un-wise?
Her milky eyes turned back to the patient, Jacky. !1That shirt is temporary, by the way. So once you get back to wherever you came from, you'll need to get a fresh one. That's why it'll feel a bit like paper.!1 She noted. !1 And once I get that arm wound scabbed up, you can leave. Any sooner and you risk opening it up again! So no jousting or whatever it is you young'uns get yourselves into.!1 She almost growled, although it wasn't as harsh as she was normally. It was important for the boy to heal before he do anything active. !1Where did you leave your horse, Crisco? I'll have one of the passing guards for and fetch it for ya.!1 !2They'll send word to the king n queen about their captain's mishaps. HA! He might be a bit embarrassed. Good for him, stupid boy.!2 She gave a silly giggle under her breath. Her voice whistled slightly at the pronunciation of her S's.
[TAG add="Jaque" men="King, Queen, Guards, His Horsey"]
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Re: The Clinic
by Skyler Sat Jan 25, 2014 2:44 pm
playing as scarlet
scarlet ties up pablo and walks into he clinic door, there is no one here at the moment but can here someone up stairs.
scarlet shouts up the stairs.
"myrtle are you up there!?"
she walks up the wooden stairs and in to a room to find the royal gard and myrtle. she walks over and puts her hand on her sholder, scarlet looks down at the night the sees its beaus owner.
"oh sir are you ok, were is beau!?"
she puts the muffins on a table and walks back over looking at the wounded night.
"would you like me to go look for him i have my horse with me i wont take long?"
scarlet becomes very worryed about beau.
'what if he's hurt, theres bears and wolves out there that migth kill him!'
"myrtle i have some muffins for you, but i have to go and find beau, i am i stable hand"
[TAG add=myrtle,jaque"" men=myrtle,jaque,beau,pablo""]
scarlet ties up pablo and walks into he clinic door, there is no one here at the moment but can here someone up stairs.
scarlet shouts up the stairs.
"myrtle are you up there!?"
she walks up the wooden stairs and in to a room to find the royal gard and myrtle. she walks over and puts her hand on her sholder, scarlet looks down at the night the sees its beaus owner.
"oh sir are you ok, were is beau!?"
she puts the muffins on a table and walks back over looking at the wounded night.
"would you like me to go look for him i have my horse with me i wont take long?"
scarlet becomes very worryed about beau.
'what if he's hurt, theres bears and wolves out there that migth kill him!'
"myrtle i have some muffins for you, but i have to go and find beau, i am i stable hand"
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Re: The Clinic
by MoonShine Sat Jan 25, 2014 3:15 pm
!3Jacque Ciscre!3
He started to drift into a sleep when the women started talking again. "Well Jacky Crisco, if your such a high rank soldier thing, you would have been wiser than to go out on your pony in the rain... Which, by the way, seems to be letting up!" He didn't bother to correct her pronunciation of his name seeing it wasn't he place after she just saved her. Plus the old women was right. "Only because you called me your savior, you flatterer. I'm Myrtle. It rhymes with turtle -ya can't forget it" !1It's nice to meet you, Madame Myrtle.!1 Just then she placed a paperish shirt on his lap and order for him to put it on. It was probably good thing, since he didn't want to be running around with a shirt own. God only knows what attention that would call to him. !1Merci.!1 Instead of putting the shirt on right away he figured it would be best to wash his face first, knowing it probably was a bit scary.
He pulled himself off the cot and made his way over to the little basin of water; he used his good arm to splash water on his face until he felt it was in a decent appearance, pulled the shirt on, and sat back down on the cot. The very bottoms of hair was still dripping, but he didn't bother to dry them. He was too busy thinking of what he was doing before he was thrown. "And once I get that arm wound scabbed up, you can leave. Any sooner and you risk opening it up again! So no jousting or whatever it is you young'uns get yourselves into" He laughed at her comment, that was like him, always on the go. !1Oui Madame.!1
Just then one of the stable hands came in just when Myrtle was asking about his horse. They both offered to help look for her. !1That won't be necessary. I managed to bring her back to the stables along with my armor!1 !2If she was a stable hand, she should have saw her in her stall...At least I hope I brought her back..!2 Just then his eyes opened wide when he finally remembered what he was riding so fast for. He was delivering a message to the Lord and Grace. !1I just remembered something very important and must leave now.!1 He pulled himself off the cot and through on his brown over coat that the Shaman manged to not cut. He fished in his pocket and pulled out 50 gold coins and placed them on her desk and gave 5 to the kind stable girl. !1I really appreciate everything you have done.!1 He bowed to the old Shaman.
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He started to drift into a sleep when the women started talking again. "Well Jacky Crisco, if your such a high rank soldier thing, you would have been wiser than to go out on your pony in the rain... Which, by the way, seems to be letting up!" He didn't bother to correct her pronunciation of his name seeing it wasn't he place after she just saved her. Plus the old women was right. "Only because you called me your savior, you flatterer. I'm Myrtle. It rhymes with turtle -ya can't forget it" !1It's nice to meet you, Madame Myrtle.!1 Just then she placed a paperish shirt on his lap and order for him to put it on. It was probably good thing, since he didn't want to be running around with a shirt own. God only knows what attention that would call to him. !1Merci.!1 Instead of putting the shirt on right away he figured it would be best to wash his face first, knowing it probably was a bit scary.
He pulled himself off the cot and made his way over to the little basin of water; he used his good arm to splash water on his face until he felt it was in a decent appearance, pulled the shirt on, and sat back down on the cot. The very bottoms of hair was still dripping, but he didn't bother to dry them. He was too busy thinking of what he was doing before he was thrown. "And once I get that arm wound scabbed up, you can leave. Any sooner and you risk opening it up again! So no jousting or whatever it is you young'uns get yourselves into" He laughed at her comment, that was like him, always on the go. !1Oui Madame.!1
Just then one of the stable hands came in just when Myrtle was asking about his horse. They both offered to help look for her. !1That won't be necessary. I managed to bring her back to the stables along with my armor!1 !2If she was a stable hand, she should have saw her in her stall...At least I hope I brought her back..!2 Just then his eyes opened wide when he finally remembered what he was riding so fast for. He was delivering a message to the Lord and Grace. !1I just remembered something very important and must leave now.!1 He pulled himself off the cot and through on his brown over coat that the Shaman manged to not cut. He fished in his pocket and pulled out 50 gold coins and placed them on her desk and gave 5 to the kind stable girl. !1I really appreciate everything you have done.!1 He bowed to the old Shaman.
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Re: The Clinic
by Kamaji Sat Jan 25, 2014 7:54 pm
Meluna arrived at the clinic with her cloak heavy on her back. She was quick to enter the building before pausing and removing the hood of her cloak to reveal albino colored hair that fell over her left shoulder in a waist long braid. She glanced around a moment before seeing the owner of the clinic next to an in-a-hurry Knight.
She chuckled.!1It's not so bad outside now, but it is still poring. I'm sure they won't mind much of your absence, sir Knight.!1 She smiled gently at the man to try and reassure him. Then she looked to the clinic lady(Myrtle) and nodded to her.!1Simply dropped by to get out of the rain.!1She placed a hand on the door about ready to leave, reaching for her hood.
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Meluna
She chuckled.!1It's not so bad outside now, but it is still poring. I'm sure they won't mind much of your absence, sir Knight.!1 She smiled gently at the man to try and reassure him. Then she looked to the clinic lady(Myrtle) and nodded to her.!1Simply dropped by to get out of the rain.!1She placed a hand on the door about ready to leave, reaching for her hood.
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Re: The Clinic
by Keifer Sat Jan 25, 2014 10:17 pm
!4Myrtle!4
Myrtle jumped at the touch on her shoulder. She turned and glared at the young child staring up at her. !1You stupid girl! Do not lay a filthy finger on me! What makes you think that is acceptable? !1 She swiped the hand off of her shoulder and glared at the child angrily. This was Scarlet, the young stable hand who cared for the horses down towards the more grassy area of the town. She narrowed her eyes but said nothing else as the girl lay a basket of muffins on the table. She grabbed one and made her way to the counter chair, laying her walker against the desk as she always did. She bit in the muffin, smacking loudly. !1 Hmm. Yum. Nevermind, girl, you are forgiven. Delicious. And. Now that you are here, hmm, I do not need to go find this boys horse. Take it back to the stables and come to me if it needs any care for wounds.!1 The captain began to get up and pull out his pouch of coins. !1Sit down this instant, you iidiot! Jacky.. I am beginning to think you want to bleed to death! Pah! ..Oh, you wish to pay me?!1 She cut off, her voice taking a lower tune as she graciously accepted the golden circles. !1Oi, good greif, boy! That is much over-payed, but hey! No indian giving, hmm? Now if you truly wish to leave, you may not walk nor ride until that has scabbed completely over! Do you hear me? I won't allow you back in here if you've stupidly opened those wounds back up again!!1 She crowed, just as another person invited themselves into her clinic. !1Hey! This is not a parade, you hear? Get yourself out of 'ere! I cannot leave for the store if I have nosy rats like yo'self digging through her! Now geet!!1 She yelled, grabbing her walker and wagging it at the girl with the dark braid. So much commotion in one evening! Couldn't an old lady get a wink of sleep around here?
[TAG add="All in the clinic" men="same, the horses"]
Myrtle jumped at the touch on her shoulder. She turned and glared at the young child staring up at her. !1You stupid girl! Do not lay a filthy finger on me! What makes you think that is acceptable? !1 She swiped the hand off of her shoulder and glared at the child angrily. This was Scarlet, the young stable hand who cared for the horses down towards the more grassy area of the town. She narrowed her eyes but said nothing else as the girl lay a basket of muffins on the table. She grabbed one and made her way to the counter chair, laying her walker against the desk as she always did. She bit in the muffin, smacking loudly. !1 Hmm. Yum. Nevermind, girl, you are forgiven. Delicious. And. Now that you are here, hmm, I do not need to go find this boys horse. Take it back to the stables and come to me if it needs any care for wounds.!1 The captain began to get up and pull out his pouch of coins. !1Sit down this instant, you iidiot! Jacky.. I am beginning to think you want to bleed to death! Pah! ..Oh, you wish to pay me?!1 She cut off, her voice taking a lower tune as she graciously accepted the golden circles. !1Oi, good greif, boy! That is much over-payed, but hey! No indian giving, hmm? Now if you truly wish to leave, you may not walk nor ride until that has scabbed completely over! Do you hear me? I won't allow you back in here if you've stupidly opened those wounds back up again!!1 She crowed, just as another person invited themselves into her clinic. !1Hey! This is not a parade, you hear? Get yourself out of 'ere! I cannot leave for the store if I have nosy rats like yo'self digging through her! Now geet!!1 She yelled, grabbing her walker and wagging it at the girl with the dark braid. So much commotion in one evening! Couldn't an old lady get a wink of sleep around here?
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Re: The Clinic
by MoonShine Sat Jan 25, 2014 10:49 pm
!3Jacque!3
The Shaman started to refuse his leaving until she saw him take old the coins and put them on the desk. !2I guess anyone can be swayed by money.!2 He grabbed his boots and pulled them on making sure not to move his bandaged arm. !1Je promise not to do anything absurd until it fully heals.!1 He pushed up the badge around his head and felt the spot where he nicked it. It wasn't bleeding and the stitches seemed to be holding, there also seemed to be hair missing. He shot the shaman a glance, but didn't say anything. He reached for the door when it swung open nearly hitting his head and arm. He stepped back relieved the door didn't hit his arm and saw the store keeper come into the clinic. !2Perfect!2
He gave the girl a swift bow holding his bandaged arm close to his half sticking out stomach. !1Ah, Meluna, it's good to see tu.!1 He gestured to his some-what shirt, !1Je could use a new shirt and Madame Myrtle could use some new spools. Is your shop open today?!1 He really hoped it was open. He wanted to look at least a little decent before he goes to the Lord's castle. He opened the door and looked out at the rain that seemed to be slacking off a bit. !1We need to hurry, before the rain picks back up again.!1 He hated rushing people.
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The Shaman started to refuse his leaving until she saw him take old the coins and put them on the desk. !2I guess anyone can be swayed by money.!2 He grabbed his boots and pulled them on making sure not to move his bandaged arm. !1Je promise not to do anything absurd until it fully heals.!1 He pushed up the badge around his head and felt the spot where he nicked it. It wasn't bleeding and the stitches seemed to be holding, there also seemed to be hair missing. He shot the shaman a glance, but didn't say anything. He reached for the door when it swung open nearly hitting his head and arm. He stepped back relieved the door didn't hit his arm and saw the store keeper come into the clinic. !2Perfect!2
He gave the girl a swift bow holding his bandaged arm close to his half sticking out stomach. !1Ah, Meluna, it's good to see tu.!1 He gestured to his some-what shirt, !1Je could use a new shirt and Madame Myrtle could use some new spools. Is your shop open today?!1 He really hoped it was open. He wanted to look at least a little decent before he goes to the Lord's castle. He opened the door and looked out at the rain that seemed to be slacking off a bit. !1We need to hurry, before the rain picks back up again.!1 He hated rushing people.
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Re: The Clinic
by Kamaji Sat Jan 25, 2014 11:00 pm
Meluna watched as the clinic woman was very snappy towards a young girl and to herself as well as Jaque. She shook her head at the woman.!1Lest should you treat me that way, I shall raise the price for your medicines.!1She snapped back at Myrtle.!1Show some respect, woman, no need to rush things. I'm right here for crying out loud.!1She looked at Jaque then and smiled as he bowed.!1Always a pleasure to see you, Jaque.!1She moved to the side as he went to the door.!1My shop is always open. If we hurry, we'll make it there quick and I'll see if I can get you what you need.!1Meluna looked at Myrtle.!1Come along then. I have things to do at the shop. I just went out on a morning stroll before this rain came pouring out of no where.!1She raised her hood and stepped out into the rain.!1I'll meet you there!!1 She called over the drumming rain before hurrying down the street in soaked trousers and tunic with her cloak flying behind her.
!4To Meluna's Shop4!
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Meluna
!4To Meluna's Shop4!
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Re: The Clinic
by Keifer Sat Jan 25, 2014 11:48 pm
!4Myrtle!4
Myrtle snapped her head around. !1You watch your tongue with me, young lady, do you understand? I'm about the only doctor 'round here for miles, so I suggest you be quick to find another healer if you keep up that act!!1 She practically snarled, crumbs slightly spewing from her mouth. In an angry huff, she threw her half-eaten muffin at Jacky Crisco on his way out the clinic. !1You lazy bum! Close that door, I say! Ack, I have to do everything around here.. No respect for the elders these days I suppose! Mmm.. and I wasted my muffin too!!1 She said.
Myrtle slowly stood up from her chair, bracing her knee by placing her hand over it. She winced slightly as she grabbed her walker, thankful for its ease on her strain. All the commotion of the day had her aching all over. She slowly made her way to the door, and grabbed her bandana. It was her favorite, one, her most spiritual in her own understandings -its swirls and sweeps on the colorful design made her calm just to wear it. She took a deep breath and then exhaled, calming her nerves. !2I need to find more people my age! ...What in the world am I saying? It'd be just my luck a half-dead elder wanders up and dies on my porch. Pah!!2 She thought with a smirk. She waved her stick at the younger crew ahead of her. !1Go on ahead, gremlins, I'm not as fast as I used to be! I will get there on my own accord.!1 !2And I am most certainly, NOT riding a horse.!2 She added inwardly, remembering old memories of failure attempts riding the beastly creatures. She remembered the muffins on her table and wondered if it was worth going back and grabbing one. !1Nah,!1 She said to herself. !1I can just buy other goods at the store.!1 !2Besides, who knows who else may feel the wrath of that unlucky cake bread?!2 This thought made her giggle, and she walked a little happier, despite the mucky looks of her surroundings.
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Myrtle snapped her head around. !1You watch your tongue with me, young lady, do you understand? I'm about the only doctor 'round here for miles, so I suggest you be quick to find another healer if you keep up that act!!1 She practically snarled, crumbs slightly spewing from her mouth. In an angry huff, she threw her half-eaten muffin at Jacky Crisco on his way out the clinic. !1You lazy bum! Close that door, I say! Ack, I have to do everything around here.. No respect for the elders these days I suppose! Mmm.. and I wasted my muffin too!!1 She said.
Myrtle slowly stood up from her chair, bracing her knee by placing her hand over it. She winced slightly as she grabbed her walker, thankful for its ease on her strain. All the commotion of the day had her aching all over. She slowly made her way to the door, and grabbed her bandana. It was her favorite, one, her most spiritual in her own understandings -its swirls and sweeps on the colorful design made her calm just to wear it. She took a deep breath and then exhaled, calming her nerves. !2I need to find more people my age! ...What in the world am I saying? It'd be just my luck a half-dead elder wanders up and dies on my porch. Pah!!2 She thought with a smirk. She waved her stick at the younger crew ahead of her. !1Go on ahead, gremlins, I'm not as fast as I used to be! I will get there on my own accord.!1 !2And I am most certainly, NOT riding a horse.!2 She added inwardly, remembering old memories of failure attempts riding the beastly creatures. She remembered the muffins on her table and wondered if it was worth going back and grabbing one. !1Nah,!1 She said to herself. !1I can just buy other goods at the store.!1 !2Besides, who knows who else may feel the wrath of that unlucky cake bread?!2 This thought made her giggle, and she walked a little happier, despite the mucky looks of her surroundings.
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Re: The Clinic
by MoonShine Sun Jan 26, 2014 12:24 am
!3Jacque!3
He side-stepped out of the way of the door and let Meluna go through first. As he started to walk out the door a muffin flew by his head and hit the door not but two inches away from his stitches. He laughed, !1Does my lady need to work on her aim?!1 If anyone else would have disrespected him like that, he most likely would have punished them severely, but he gave the old shaman a break. He pulled his coat over his head and bandaged arm to make sure his stitches didn't get wet. He didn't care if any other part of his body got wet, including his paper shirt.
Even though the old shaman wanted them gone he waited and held the door open for her as she left and shut it behind her. Before he shut it he called out to the stable girl named Scarlet, !1Thank you very much for taking care of the horses. You don't know how much that means to me.!1 He bundled himself up and started making his way to the store when he notice the stable girl's horse tied up outside. He was obviously a paint, like Beau, but a dark brown and not palomino. He smiled and gave the horse quick pat before continuing on his way to the store.
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!3-The Shop-!3
He side-stepped out of the way of the door and let Meluna go through first. As he started to walk out the door a muffin flew by his head and hit the door not but two inches away from his stitches. He laughed, !1Does my lady need to work on her aim?!1 If anyone else would have disrespected him like that, he most likely would have punished them severely, but he gave the old shaman a break. He pulled his coat over his head and bandaged arm to make sure his stitches didn't get wet. He didn't care if any other part of his body got wet, including his paper shirt.
Even though the old shaman wanted them gone he waited and held the door open for her as she left and shut it behind her. Before he shut it he called out to the stable girl named Scarlet, !1Thank you very much for taking care of the horses. You don't know how much that means to me.!1 He bundled himself up and started making his way to the store when he notice the stable girl's horse tied up outside. He was obviously a paint, like Beau, but a dark brown and not palomino. He smiled and gave the horse quick pat before continuing on his way to the store.
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!3-The Shop-!3
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Re: The Clinic
by Kamaji Sun Jan 26, 2014 8:45 pm
Meluna reined Thistle down the street as fast as she could without causing too much pain for Jacque. When she saw the Clinic come into view she halted and dismounted, leading the horse to the post by the door of the clinic. Then she burst through the doors, soaking and dripping wet.!1Myrtle, I need your help!1She paused before the old woman.!1I think he has hurt more than just his head.!1 Meluna threw back her hood and motioned hurried towards the door.!1Now, myrtle! I think he might pass out any second.!1 She didn't mention that she had Mytles spool of thread. She only wanted Jacque looked over again before she escorted him to the castle to see the royals.
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!4Meluna!4
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!4Meluna!4
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Re: The Clinic
by MoonShine Sun Jan 26, 2014 9:03 pm
!3Jacque!3
From the way she rode the horse to the Clinic and the way she sat stiffly in the saddle, she was worried. She quickly pulled the horse to a stop, almost causing him to fall off, and ran in side calling for Myrtle. Meluna was right, more things were hurt than what he thought, but he still insisted that he was fine. !1No, no. Moi, pas mal!1 He groaned and debated whether or not he should get off the horse of not. If he did, he probably wouldn't be able to get back on, which meant he was staying at the Clinic. The image of him lying in bed helpless gave him a chill.
He unbuttoned the tunic she gave him and took in a breathe of shock. His whole abdomen was turning blue and purple and wasn't a pretty shock at all. Deciding it would be best to get off he swung his leg over and sat side saddle for a moment before sliding off, hitting his arm on the way down and landing roughly on the grass. He let out a cry of pain as he laid in the grass holding his stomach gasping for air. !2How did that happen....It was fine before I left..!2
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"Moi, pas mal" means that he is not doing bad. ^^ French lesson #1 LOL
From the way she rode the horse to the Clinic and the way she sat stiffly in the saddle, she was worried. She quickly pulled the horse to a stop, almost causing him to fall off, and ran in side calling for Myrtle. Meluna was right, more things were hurt than what he thought, but he still insisted that he was fine. !1No, no. Moi, pas mal!1 He groaned and debated whether or not he should get off the horse of not. If he did, he probably wouldn't be able to get back on, which meant he was staying at the Clinic. The image of him lying in bed helpless gave him a chill.
He unbuttoned the tunic she gave him and took in a breathe of shock. His whole abdomen was turning blue and purple and wasn't a pretty shock at all. Deciding it would be best to get off he swung his leg over and sat side saddle for a moment before sliding off, hitting his arm on the way down and landing roughly on the grass. He let out a cry of pain as he laid in the grass holding his stomach gasping for air. !2How did that happen....It was fine before I left..!2
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"Moi, pas mal" means that he is not doing bad. ^^ French lesson #1 LOL
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Re: The Clinic
by Keifer Sun Jan 26, 2014 9:19 pm
!4Myrtle!4
(Not my best post, guys
Sorry!)
At the arrival of the boy and shop girl, Myrtle smacked her palm against her forhead. !1Just when things were getting quiet..!1 She muttered. The clerk girl seemed frantic over the care of the captain, and she dismissed her with a wave of her carved walker. !1Calm yourself, girl! I do not need you riling up his nerves and making his blood flow faster. Now sit down in a chair and be a good girl!!1 She snapped, about ready to bonk her with her stick.
She looked around. !1Ohhh boy. Do not tell me you left him outside! Nevermind about the chair, you must be the one to bring him to the cot, I am not sturdy enough to do so myself!!1 She growled. !2I will need an assistant soon if iidiots like him keep coming through!!2 She made her way outside carefully, as to not slip on the mud. She peered down at the boy to inspect his wounds. She gave a half-toothless smirk. !1I fore-saw you would be injured, I tried to tell you to stay -but the boy wanted to go to the store with the young lass! And look were your flirtatious actions have led the two of you!!1 She snapped, beckoning the other one over. !1Clerk girl, hand me those supplies you've brought back from your store. Once you get him to the cot I need you to tell me where his wounds are at. You, Jacque-!1 She said, saying his name correctly, purposely. !1Better hope I have enough supplies to heal whatever you've done to yourself now. And look at this! You were riding a horse? What did I just tell you no more than an hour ago!! Stupid, stupid stupid..!1 She muttered the last part as she turned and re-entered the clinic building. She took the bucket and dumped it's dirtied water out the back door. She decided that while she filled the bucket back up with fresh water from the well, the clerk lass would have gotten Crisco to the cot.
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(Not my best post, guys
Sorry!)At the arrival of the boy and shop girl, Myrtle smacked her palm against her forhead. !1Just when things were getting quiet..!1 She muttered. The clerk girl seemed frantic over the care of the captain, and she dismissed her with a wave of her carved walker. !1Calm yourself, girl! I do not need you riling up his nerves and making his blood flow faster. Now sit down in a chair and be a good girl!!1 She snapped, about ready to bonk her with her stick.
She looked around. !1Ohhh boy. Do not tell me you left him outside! Nevermind about the chair, you must be the one to bring him to the cot, I am not sturdy enough to do so myself!!1 She growled. !2I will need an assistant soon if iidiots like him keep coming through!!2 She made her way outside carefully, as to not slip on the mud. She peered down at the boy to inspect his wounds. She gave a half-toothless smirk. !1I fore-saw you would be injured, I tried to tell you to stay -but the boy wanted to go to the store with the young lass! And look were your flirtatious actions have led the two of you!!1 She snapped, beckoning the other one over. !1Clerk girl, hand me those supplies you've brought back from your store. Once you get him to the cot I need you to tell me where his wounds are at. You, Jacque-!1 She said, saying his name correctly, purposely. !1Better hope I have enough supplies to heal whatever you've done to yourself now. And look at this! You were riding a horse? What did I just tell you no more than an hour ago!! Stupid, stupid stupid..!1 She muttered the last part as she turned and re-entered the clinic building. She took the bucket and dumped it's dirtied water out the back door. She decided that while she filled the bucket back up with fresh water from the well, the clerk lass would have gotten Crisco to the cot.
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Re: The Clinic
by Kamaji Sun Jan 26, 2014 9:40 pm
Meluna listened to the old turtle grouch and complain. She listened as she considered things to be Meluna and Jacques fault for his condition. She didn't sit down, but followed the old crone outside in the rain and followed her orders to bring Jacque inside.!1Easy does it, Jacque.!1She whispered in his ear as she helped him to his feet. Somehow he had fallen from the horse.
With his arm around her shoulders, Meluna practically draged the poor Captain to into the clinic. Myrtle had busied herself with getting things ready for Jacques check up. At least she would be less bothersome to Meluna.
She helped Jacque to the closest cot and set him down, laying him back and gently putting his feet up. She felt his head.'I hope he doesn't have a fever'. She jumped up to shut the open door before seeing a chair and taking it to the side of Jacques bed, clasping his hand soothingly in hers to comfort him.
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!4Meluna!4
With his arm around her shoulders, Meluna practically draged the poor Captain to into the clinic. Myrtle had busied herself with getting things ready for Jacques check up. At least she would be less bothersome to Meluna.
She helped Jacque to the closest cot and set him down, laying him back and gently putting his feet up. She felt his head.'I hope he doesn't have a fever'. She jumped up to shut the open door before seeing a chair and taking it to the side of Jacques bed, clasping his hand soothingly in hers to comfort him.
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!4Meluna!4
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Re: The Clinic
by MoonShine Sun Jan 26, 2014 10:08 pm
!3Jacque!3
He heard voices but couldn't make out what they were saying. By the tones of the voices, Myrtle wasn't too happy. !2I can't blame her I did exactly what she told me not to do..!2 "Easy does it, Jacque." He heard as a hand started helping him up off the ground. The pain in his abdomen wasn't going away only getting worse with every movement he made. By the time she helped him in the cot his breathing was quick and shallow.
He felt a hand on his head, then the door slam. Every possible injury that he could have sustained ran through his mind and made him shiver. Something warm enclosed around his hand and he turned his head to see Meluna holding it and a worried expression on her face. He took his hand out of hers and brushed it against her cheek. He spoke in a scratchy voice, !1My lady...tu should not worry so much..about me.!1 His hand fell limp as he past out from the pain..
[TAG add="Meluna" men="Myrtle"]
He heard voices but couldn't make out what they were saying. By the tones of the voices, Myrtle wasn't too happy. !2I can't blame her I did exactly what she told me not to do..!2 "Easy does it, Jacque." He heard as a hand started helping him up off the ground. The pain in his abdomen wasn't going away only getting worse with every movement he made. By the time she helped him in the cot his breathing was quick and shallow.
He felt a hand on his head, then the door slam. Every possible injury that he could have sustained ran through his mind and made him shiver. Something warm enclosed around his hand and he turned his head to see Meluna holding it and a worried expression on her face. He took his hand out of hers and brushed it against her cheek. He spoke in a scratchy voice, !1My lady...tu should not worry so much..about me.!1 His hand fell limp as he past out from the pain..
[TAG add="Meluna" men="Myrtle"]
MoonShine- DOMINANT FEMALE
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Re: The Clinic
by Kamaji Sun Jan 26, 2014 11:14 pm
Meluna waited for Myrtle to assist Jacque. Her heart spend, but then it jumped as Jacque brought his hand to her cheek, caressing it lightly. Then his arm fell limp and she thought for a moment he was gone.!1Jacque?Jacque!!1She felt for his pulse, heart hammering in her chest. He was unconscious. She had some skill in healing, but not much. She decided to peel back the soaked tunic and sucked in a breath as she saw the colors on his torso.!1Jacque...!1His name fell from her lips. She tried to shake him awake.!1Come on Jaque. Be strong. Be strong for me!!1She could feel tears welling in her eyes but she fought them back.
[TAG add="Jacque" men="Myrtle"]
!4Meluna!4
[TAG add="Jacque" men="Myrtle"]
!4Meluna!4
Kamaji- CHIEF WARRIOR
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Re: The Clinic
by Keifer Mon Jan 27, 2014 10:37 am
!4Myrtle!4
The old woman had become impatient with the young girl. She took her walker and placed it against the girls abs to push her away. !1Enough! What did I just tell you, child? Your weeping tears will not heal him! Now make yourself of use to me and undress his other wounds.!1 She ordered, her younger self's motives kicking in, even while her elderly body remained. !2Nothing her childish weeping will do except make for a stressful situation.!2 She remembered.
She looked at the unconscious boys abdomen and what was blue and black in color. Myrtle was quiet. !2I must hope that these are bruises... Not internal bleeding.!2 She grasped the edge of the cot fiercely as she braced weight to stand up again. After the girl took off Jacque's wrappings, the old woman dipped her remaining bandages into the fresh pail of water. She wiped the boys arm wound down (As it had already collected dirt and wiped off the cream.) and his head wound. She was working too hard today and was huffing as she made her way to the cabinet to grab the anti-infectant.
She thickly applied the sour-smelling cream and re-wrapped the arm in wet bundles. She used the cream as a glue to keep the bandage on his head, then used another bandage to wrap around his upper-skull.
She looked at the girl, who's eyes were swollen and red from her estrogen burst. Myrtle rolled her eyes at her, deeming her of no use in this situation. !2If she falls head over heals for a boy she meets in one day, heavens know what use she'd be if another boy like he came in every other day!!2 She grumbled in thought. Myrtle's knees ached, and she was well-past her napping time, but her patient would die in just a few hours if she did not prepare what she did next. Myrtle opened a hidden segment under her desk drawers and pulled out a small box with a very strong and potent scent. She closed the hidden door and set the box on her desk table.
Her bony fingers shook slightly as she pulled out some dried and shriveled herbs from the contents of the cloth box. The last thing she withdrew was a colorful liquid, her Miracle Sting as she liked to call it. She put the box back to its former place and eyed the clerk girl with distrust. !1If anyone finds out about these herbs, I cannot heal as I am about to do now.!1 She made sure the girl knew this. !2These plants do not grow here anymore..I am lucky to have gotten them passed down to me.!2 Myrtle ignored the others in her clinic as she place the contents into a small bowl and added just the faintest, transparent drop of the thick, colorful liquid. She wrung some water into the bowl from a wet towel and then mashed the mixture together with a small, wooden mallet.
Myrtle was slow on her way to the young boy's bedside. She lifted the boys shirt back up to expose the bruised and un-natural colored flesh. She dipped her fingers into her ancient mixture and hummed a tune, calm as can be. As she hummed, she placed her wetted finger against the boys abdomen. She closed her eyes and whispered a few things to the spirits that she had grown accustomed to. They were always quiet , except when she used her medicinal supplies. She dipped her fingers back into the mixture and placed her re-wetted fingers against the boys feverish temple. The liquid dripped down slightly, but for the most part, the high viscosity kept it in place. Myrtle's eyes flashed as she seemed to come back to the present, and she stopped humming. She stood up and took care of the remains of her bowl. She sat into her desk chair and relished the soft, plush feeling of its cushion. She almost drifted to sleep when she remembered the girl. She opened one yellowed eye to glare over at her. !1Do not touch the boy, he is dead.!1 She snarled. She closed her eyes as if it did not matter. Suddenly she began to chuckle, then giggle loudly. !1I am just poking at you, clerk girl! You seem like you needed some more fright today.!1 She cackled. !1In all seriousness, do not touch him as the spirits heal him. Your interference would literally be the death of Jacque. So sit back and nap on a cot upstairs if you wish.!1 She said, her voice drifting as she began to fall asleep. !2And do not...get comfortable...Will not stay!..!2 She began to snore.
[TAG add="Meluna" men="Meluna, Jacque"]
The old woman had become impatient with the young girl. She took her walker and placed it against the girls abs to push her away. !1Enough! What did I just tell you, child? Your weeping tears will not heal him! Now make yourself of use to me and undress his other wounds.!1 She ordered, her younger self's motives kicking in, even while her elderly body remained. !2Nothing her childish weeping will do except make for a stressful situation.!2 She remembered.
She looked at the unconscious boys abdomen and what was blue and black in color. Myrtle was quiet. !2I must hope that these are bruises... Not internal bleeding.!2 She grasped the edge of the cot fiercely as she braced weight to stand up again. After the girl took off Jacque's wrappings, the old woman dipped her remaining bandages into the fresh pail of water. She wiped the boys arm wound down (As it had already collected dirt and wiped off the cream.) and his head wound. She was working too hard today and was huffing as she made her way to the cabinet to grab the anti-infectant.
She thickly applied the sour-smelling cream and re-wrapped the arm in wet bundles. She used the cream as a glue to keep the bandage on his head, then used another bandage to wrap around his upper-skull.
She looked at the girl, who's eyes were swollen and red from her estrogen burst. Myrtle rolled her eyes at her, deeming her of no use in this situation. !2If she falls head over heals for a boy she meets in one day, heavens know what use she'd be if another boy like he came in every other day!!2 She grumbled in thought. Myrtle's knees ached, and she was well-past her napping time, but her patient would die in just a few hours if she did not prepare what she did next. Myrtle opened a hidden segment under her desk drawers and pulled out a small box with a very strong and potent scent. She closed the hidden door and set the box on her desk table.
Her bony fingers shook slightly as she pulled out some dried and shriveled herbs from the contents of the cloth box. The last thing she withdrew was a colorful liquid, her Miracle Sting as she liked to call it. She put the box back to its former place and eyed the clerk girl with distrust. !1If anyone finds out about these herbs, I cannot heal as I am about to do now.!1 She made sure the girl knew this. !2These plants do not grow here anymore..I am lucky to have gotten them passed down to me.!2 Myrtle ignored the others in her clinic as she place the contents into a small bowl and added just the faintest, transparent drop of the thick, colorful liquid. She wrung some water into the bowl from a wet towel and then mashed the mixture together with a small, wooden mallet.
Myrtle was slow on her way to the young boy's bedside. She lifted the boys shirt back up to expose the bruised and un-natural colored flesh. She dipped her fingers into her ancient mixture and hummed a tune, calm as can be. As she hummed, she placed her wetted finger against the boys abdomen. She closed her eyes and whispered a few things to the spirits that she had grown accustomed to. They were always quiet , except when she used her medicinal supplies. She dipped her fingers back into the mixture and placed her re-wetted fingers against the boys feverish temple. The liquid dripped down slightly, but for the most part, the high viscosity kept it in place. Myrtle's eyes flashed as she seemed to come back to the present, and she stopped humming. She stood up and took care of the remains of her bowl. She sat into her desk chair and relished the soft, plush feeling of its cushion. She almost drifted to sleep when she remembered the girl. She opened one yellowed eye to glare over at her. !1Do not touch the boy, he is dead.!1 She snarled. She closed her eyes as if it did not matter. Suddenly she began to chuckle, then giggle loudly. !1I am just poking at you, clerk girl! You seem like you needed some more fright today.!1 She cackled. !1In all seriousness, do not touch him as the spirits heal him. Your interference would literally be the death of Jacque. So sit back and nap on a cot upstairs if you wish.!1 She said, her voice drifting as she began to fall asleep. !2And do not...get comfortable...Will not stay!..!2 She began to snore.
[TAG add="Meluna" men="Meluna, Jacque"]
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Re: The Clinic
by MoonShine Mon Jan 27, 2014 10:09 pm
(I'm going to have him dream for a a few posts. xD Plus it would add a cool effect to Myrtle's "special" medicine)
!3Jacque!3
He squinted against the sun as he opened his eyes. !1Où suis-je!1 His hands stretched out and felt a sandy substance between his fingers. Pulling his hand to his face to see, he realized it was sand and dirt and he heard a faint clashing of swords and horses' hooves pounding on the ground. His hand squeezes around the blankets on the cot. He slowly pulled himself and realized he was on a battlefield. The battle didn't look familiar, but the people fighting was everyone he knew. His brow twitched and he moaned, but didn't show any other sign of waking up. !1C'est pas vrai!!1 His father was on the back of a horse swinging his sword against an enemy Jacque had never seen before. !1Père! Père!1 His father didn't hear him, so he tried to get up but to no avail. His legs were completely numb and he turned back to see that one of the enemy had seen him and was now walking toward him. His hand scanned the ground around him for his sword, but it was not there. !2Merde!2 A chill ran through his body.
[TAG add="Father" men="No one"]
Où suis-je = Where am I?
C'est pas vrai = No way/you are kidding me
Père = father
Merde = ...another word for poop xD
!3Jacque!3
He squinted against the sun as he opened his eyes. !1Où suis-je!1 His hands stretched out and felt a sandy substance between his fingers. Pulling his hand to his face to see, he realized it was sand and dirt and he heard a faint clashing of swords and horses' hooves pounding on the ground. His hand squeezes around the blankets on the cot. He slowly pulled himself and realized he was on a battlefield. The battle didn't look familiar, but the people fighting was everyone he knew. His brow twitched and he moaned, but didn't show any other sign of waking up. !1C'est pas vrai!!1 His father was on the back of a horse swinging his sword against an enemy Jacque had never seen before. !1Père! Père!1 His father didn't hear him, so he tried to get up but to no avail. His legs were completely numb and he turned back to see that one of the enemy had seen him and was now walking toward him. His hand scanned the ground around him for his sword, but it was not there. !2Merde!2 A chill ran through his body.
[TAG add="Father" men="No one"]
Où suis-je = Where am I?
C'est pas vrai = No way/you are kidding me
Père = father
Merde = ...another word for poop xD
Last edited by MoonShine on Mon Jan 27, 2014 10:12 pm; edited 2 times in total (Reason for editing : made better)
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Re: The Clinic
by Kamaji Mon Jan 27, 2014 10:25 pm
Meluna hastily moved away from Jacque as Myrtle came to the bed, pushing her away with her cane. Her cheeks stung wet, sour. She paced a few moments before she was ordered to remove more of the bandages. Meluna did so quietly. Then she stepped back to watch Myrtle do her work. At one point, the old turtle faced her and snarled a secrecy to her.!1I wouldn't be sure of that, I have a pretty big mouth, Turtle.!1Meluna snapped back. She was only glad when the old woman sat at her desk and fell into sleep. Silence filled the room to which meluna felt comforted by, but her eyes never left Jacques pale face. She sat back in her chair and leaned forward, placing her elbows on the bed beside Jacques body. She grasped his hand lightly and held it for a moment before setting her head down on the bedside, drifting from sleep to awake now and then.
[TAG add="Mytle" men="Jaque, Myrtle"]
!4Meluna!4
[TAG add="Mytle" men="Jaque, Myrtle"]
!4Meluna!4
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