06-08-2020, 07:21 PM
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trigger warnings mentions of alcohol, blood, mentions of eating disorder, trauma, injuries, things you would expect a doctor to do.
tags 20 years old, easy-medium opponent, nonviolent interactions are open, pm or ask for violent interactions.
tags 20 years old, easy-medium opponent, nonviolent interactions are open, pm or ask for violent interactions.
"speech" 'thought' text
What was she doing here? Now that was an odd, and piercing question that even Maisie didn't have an answer to. Perhaps she was snooping, sticking her (admittedly nice) nose into other's business. A book was hugged tightly to her chest as she approached the scene, watching Memphis and Eddie with her keen dark eyes. To be quite honest, she didn't like being the center of attention, it always overwhelmed her. But that couldn't be helped right now.
Her eyes widened slightly as she saw the blood on Eddie's hand, and all thoughts of staying in the background fell from her mind. She was a trained medical professional after all. Which meant it was her job to take care of people when they were injured. This certainly counted as an injury in the slender woman's mind. "I'm not even going to ask how this happened." She muttered under her breath, granted, she had an idea of what had conspired earlier.
She slipped her book into the satchel she carried with her, "May I take a look at that?" She gestured to his hand. If there were, as she suspected, still shards of glass in the extremity, then he could lose the use of his hand. That was not a good outcome. Which meant even if Eddie declined, she'd still grab it and take care of it.
What was she doing here? Now that was an odd, and piercing question that even Maisie didn't have an answer to. Perhaps she was snooping, sticking her (admittedly nice) nose into other's business. A book was hugged tightly to her chest as she approached the scene, watching Memphis and Eddie with her keen dark eyes. To be quite honest, she didn't like being the center of attention, it always overwhelmed her. But that couldn't be helped right now.
Her eyes widened slightly as she saw the blood on Eddie's hand, and all thoughts of staying in the background fell from her mind. She was a trained medical professional after all. Which meant it was her job to take care of people when they were injured. This certainly counted as an injury in the slender woman's mind. "I'm not even going to ask how this happened." She muttered under her breath, granted, she had an idea of what had conspired earlier.
She slipped her book into the satchel she carried with her, "May I take a look at that?" She gestured to his hand. If there were, as she suspected, still shards of glass in the extremity, then he could lose the use of his hand. That was not a good outcome. Which meant even if Eddie declined, she'd still grab it and take care of it.
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MAISIE ANNE LANE
Maisie Lane is a 21 year old, woman, she is very compassionate and understanding, dedicated to the art of healing, she is a member of Flintlock Lodge. Maisie is calm in most situations. She is a mild to medium opponent and a bit of a mess, feel free to power play nonviolent interactions.