alloalex (alloalex) wrote in plagued_logs, @ 2015-10-17 22:19:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1998 october, alex finch |
Who: Alex Finch and Llywelyn "Lewis" Burke
What: She's not sick.
Where: The private medical quarters, near the hospital wing.
When: Saturday afternoon
Rating: Crazy doctor.
She couldn't be sick. She'd been assured. The wasn't for people like her, this was for people like them. They didn't deserve magic, but she did. She was pure. She came from one of the lesser bloodlines, perhaps, but it was still just as strong as any. No, she wasn't sick. This was merely a cold. The change in the weather was just having an adverse effect.
Still, she was reluctantly making her way to the new doctor's examination room. She had to be sure. Alex expected the meeting to be pointless. He would give her one look, tell her she was being foolish, and send her on her way.
She knocked against the door, shivering in her jumper, arms wrapped around herself to try and keep every sliver of heat in. No matter what she tried she felt she simply couldn't get warm, despite her raised temperature.