Fuck, he had so much to do and so little times. Pincher furiously rifled through stacks of papers and sticky notes, his pale snow colored paws pushing through to find his main todolist as he sighed, tired hazy blue eyes trying to stay open. He usually had a cup of coffee mixed with scotch to keep him awake but Pincher had not had time to get one from the tavern as he had stayed up all night, trying to figure out shit for his crew. Events. Promotions. Demotions. But there was one main thing he needed to do and that was to find more medics for Junji and Silus did their best but he knew how hard it to was to patch up everyone especially after returning from fights and raids. So the male finally managed to scramble and find a sticky note that stated what he had planned for Sage tryouts and he pushed off his desk, ignoring the soft thumps of packets of papers falling due to his wreckless moving.

Stepping out of the submarine, the groggy male gave his head a heavy shake and rolled his broad shoulders to stalk towards the main area where most socialized and mingled about in the bay area. He reached the statue of the cursed turtle and stepped to stand on it's shell and once he managed to smoothen his slightly rugged appearance, Pincher called out "Oi, quick medical announcement! I'm recreating sage tryouts but this time I'll just tell you what you need to do to be considered a Sage. You need to create a mini lesson by yourself about anything medical. It can be a herb lesson, bandaging lesson, mental health lesson, or anything you can think that is useful to know. Junji, Silus, or me will observe what you teach and then decide from there. Questions? Comments. Hurry the fuck up, I really want coffee." Pincher stated as he glanced around towards the others with his jet black ears pricked with impatience as he craved to just dump a whole shot of tequila in his cup once he headed to the tavern.

( if you are trying out, make sure to link your lesson here for me/emil/or grimm to track and observe! )

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