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TYPHOON
NECRO MAMBAS
HEAD SOOTHSAYER
NECRO MAMBAS
HEAD SOOTHSAYER
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She nods to Fischer, Captainpaw, and Aita; she is pleased to see two of her team members on the scene, and she holds no hostile feelings towards the young male. "Go ahead and make the marigold once the wound is clean - though I'm not sure if stinging nettle will be effective here. There aren't any signs of infection, and poison is... slightly different than venom," Rosemary speaks with a slight nod, taking the water bottle without asking to start cleaning the wounds. She still can't smell infection, can't feel any heat on it... and she is unsure what she can do about the wound besides the basic treatment and giving Vandal painkillers.
As Argus speaks about sending her sage away, the ocelot cuts another glare to the quartermaster. "Don't order my team around, especially when you're ignorant about our protocol. I always carry bandages with me - you'd know that if you saw me treat Solveig or Junji when they washed up on the territory," she spoke rapidly, making a shooing motion with her paw. "And you clearly don't know that Aita was promoted to sage a week ago, so please stop embarrassing yourself. And just get the fuck out, leave the healing to my team and go hover over another high position's shoulder - God knows Caesar needs more micromanaging than I do." She wasn't in the mood for some unproven medic ordering her team around when her sister was in agony, especially when those orders were to leave the area for an item Rosemary already had in her possession.
She turned her back on Argus, busy cleaning the snake bites. She wasn't in the mood for this shit. "Aita, do you see any signs of infection?" she asked the young sage, fairly certain in her own diagnosis that the wounds weren't infected. But a second set of eyes was always a good idea - and it might prove a good lesson for Aita.
[ i checked oocly with lexi, the wound isn't infected! ]
[/td][/tr][/table]As Argus speaks about sending her sage away, the ocelot cuts another glare to the quartermaster. "Don't order my team around, especially when you're ignorant about our protocol. I always carry bandages with me - you'd know that if you saw me treat Solveig or Junji when they washed up on the territory," she spoke rapidly, making a shooing motion with her paw. "And you clearly don't know that Aita was promoted to sage a week ago, so please stop embarrassing yourself. And just get the fuck out, leave the healing to my team and go hover over another high position's shoulder - God knows Caesar needs more micromanaging than I do." She wasn't in the mood for some unproven medic ordering her team around when her sister was in agony, especially when those orders were to leave the area for an item Rosemary already had in her possession.
She turned her back on Argus, busy cleaning the snake bites. She wasn't in the mood for this shit. "Aita, do you see any signs of infection?" she asked the young sage, fairly certain in her own diagnosis that the wounds weren't infected. But a second set of eyes was always a good idea - and it might prove a good lesson for Aita.
[ i checked oocly with lexi, the wound isn't infected! ]
© MADI
I FEEL SO HUNGRY —
— Dear diary, I don't know what's going on, but something's up / The dog won't stop barking, and I think my TV is bust / Every channel is the same, it's sending me insane / And earlier somebody bit me, what a fucking day / The sky is falling / It's fucking boring / I'm going braindead, isolated / God is a shithead / And we're his rejects / Traumatized for breakfast / I can't stomach any more survival horror / Dear diary, I feel itchy like there's bugs under my skin / The dog's gone rabid (shut the fuck up) / Doing my head in —— WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?