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| − | | | + | | summary = Tess, on loan for grief counseling to HRW, leads a feelz talk for the HRW candidates in light of recent tragedies. Fears and feelz boil over. Oh, and Madilla helps spread hysteria. It's a good day to be a healer~ |
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| gamedate = 2015.04.12 | | gamedate = 2015.04.12 | ||
| − | | quote = "I don't want to ''die''." | + | | icdate =Day 7, month 7, turn 37 |
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| − | | categories = | + | | location =Candidate Quarters, High Reaches Weyr |
| − | | mentions = Aishani, Azaylia, Giorda, Issedi, Torani | + | | categories = |
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| − | | | + | | ooc = Many thanks to everyone who made this possible! Clearly, Tess is fired. XD |
| − | + | | log =It's just after morning chores that the candidates are ambushed. Really, ''ambushed''. True, the faces that greet them are smiling gently as an infirmary aide passes out pencils and paper on clipboards to those candidates who come through the door. Once you're in? Well, it might take something creative to get back out. Bunks on one side of the two-cavern space that makes up the candidate quarters have been shifted, with care to allow a circle of chairs to be put in place. There aren't so many candidates, so the circle doesn't need to be so large a space, but in a chair already is the young, unfamiliar, smiling face of Tess, her knot showing her to be a journeyman and badges denote not only her craft as healer, but her posting as Fort Weyr. "Please, come and join me when you're ready," she invites as the candidates arrive. Surely, she must mean in the near future. | |
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| − | It's just after morning chores that the candidates are ambushed. Really, ''ambushed''. True, the faces that greet them are smiling gently as an infirmary aide passes out pencils and paper on clipboards to those candidates who come through the door. Once you're in? Well, it might take something creative to get back out. Bunks on one side of the two-cavern space that makes up the candidate quarters have been shifted, with care to allow a circle of chairs to be put in place. There aren't so many candidates, so the circle doesn't need to be so large a space, but in a chair already is the young, unfamiliar, smiling face of Tess, her knot showing her to be a journeyman and badges denote not only her craft as healer, but her posting as Fort Weyr. "Please, come and join me when you're ready," she invites as the candidates arrive. Surely, she must mean in the near future. | + | |
Although not a mindhealer, and indeed, not even officially a High Reaches healer any more than Tess is, Madilla has taken up a position against the wall, well outside the circle of chairs. It's not quite a lean - that would require a less formal posture - but it certainly says what it is probably supposed to: she's here, but only in an observational capacity. Still, despite the furrow in her brow, she's quick to aim encouraging smiles to those being drawn in; everything's ''fine''. | Although not a mindhealer, and indeed, not even officially a High Reaches healer any more than Tess is, Madilla has taken up a position against the wall, well outside the circle of chairs. It's not quite a lean - that would require a less formal posture - but it certainly says what it is probably supposed to: she's here, but only in an observational capacity. Still, despite the furrow in her brow, she's quick to aim encouraging smiles to those being drawn in; everything's ''fine''. | ||
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Laine ''starts'' at that loud clap from Tess and leans back in her seat, wary, when the healer approaches. There's one hand curled tightly on her thigh and bumping rhythmically, but Laine accepts (doesn't ''snatch'') back that clipboard, lets it fall into her lap, and curls her lip as she clips at a thumbnail with her teeth. It's only once Farideh's left that Laine, jaw still pulsing, claims the pencil left behind on the laundress' seat, jots down something ''very'' short. She turns it in, without a word, and pushes out into the common room without a backward glance. | Laine ''starts'' at that loud clap from Tess and leans back in her seat, wary, when the healer approaches. There's one hand curled tightly on her thigh and bumping rhythmically, but Laine accepts (doesn't ''snatch'') back that clipboard, lets it fall into her lap, and curls her lip as she clips at a thumbnail with her teeth. It's only once Farideh's left that Laine, jaw still pulsing, claims the pencil left behind on the laundress' seat, jots down something ''very'' short. She turns it in, without a word, and pushes out into the common room without a backward glance. | ||
| − | "I think I've had about all the ''talking'' I can take," Faryn says scornfully, not bothering to look at the | + | "I think I've had about all the ''talking'' I can take," Faryn says scornfully, not bothering to look at the . Her curlicues are much less intricate than Edyis' sketches, just those quick small circles, and they take up more than half the page. There's fair little space for Faryn to write anything complicated. She is at least a bit more polite in turning it in, examining Tess' face when she says, "That went well, I think." It's devoid of sarcasm - or any other emotion, really - but she seems as keen as everyone to get out of the area, now. |
Of all the candidates, it is Edyis whose response catches Madilla's attention, the healer going even so far as to half rise from her chair as if to follow. She doesn't-- but her frown makes it pretty clear she is rather beyond disapproval over that particular outburst. In the end, though, there's nothing doing but to begin gathering up clipboards; her expression now increasingly unreadable. She makes no effort to catch Tess' eye, nor does she offer a farewell before she slips out, handkerchiefs carried with her. | Of all the candidates, it is Edyis whose response catches Madilla's attention, the healer going even so far as to half rise from her chair as if to follow. She doesn't-- but her frown makes it pretty clear she is rather beyond disapproval over that particular outburst. In the end, though, there's nothing doing but to begin gathering up clipboards; her expression now increasingly unreadable. She makes no effort to catch Tess' eye, nor does she offer a farewell before she slips out, handkerchiefs carried with her. | ||
"That... could have gone worse," Tess murmurs to herself as she collects the clipboards some candidates left on the seats. "There's a first time for everything," is quieter still, but then she's tapped by one of the remaining candidates to talk. So it can't have been ''all'' bad. Can it? | "That... could have gone worse," Tess murmurs to herself as she collects the clipboards some candidates left on the seats. "There's a first time for everything," is quieter still, but then she's tapped by one of the remaining candidates to talk. So it can't have been ''all'' bad. Can it? | ||
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