reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated

[harmacy]

Who: Add + new friend + (partially) open !
What: Add is home shake him down if u want the lore
When: Early August
Where: The inn
Warnings: graphic injuries, needles, plant based body horror, no one is having a super great time over here sorry

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[harmacy]

Then what is it about?

[a slight tilt of his head, smiling coyly like he's caught her in a trap. ignore those bandages peeking out, wrapped around the hidden side of his face. those aren't important.]

Us medical professionals have a term called "patient confidentiality". Perhaps you've heard of it, Felicity?

[amethystic]

( LITERALLY WHAT TRAP )

I'm fucking worried about you, you've been gone for- I don't know how long, but too long. When's the last time you ate a good meal? Rested properly? We don't know what's out there and I have literally no reason to trust anything you say because you're a goddamn workaholic.


... And if you're the patient, you need to let someone else be the doctor for once.

[harmacy]

I've been resting in my room all day, and you're making dinner later, aren't you? Elsword already looked me over—he's no surgeon, but he has plenty of battlefield experience. First aid comes with the territory. Is that not all of the points on your checklist?

[He's calm. He's had plenty of time to wind down, keep his emotions in check... keeping cool in this situation is nothing. He could do this all day. She'll never get him to crack, he is invincible.]

[amethystic]

Surely you understand wanting to see for yourself, Add.