keep treating the curse, imagine the worst // medical class

[Simon F.M.]

To give me some diagnosis of why I'm so hollow

Please give me instructions, I promise I'll follow

Diya approached casual, eyes scanning the hellhound as she approached. She couldn't help but feel curiosity at the glowing canine's appearance, wondering what their origin was. But, that was none of her business and rude to ask.

Diya, having spent plenty of time with Warringkingdoms during her medic days, had her own knowledge of herbs and their uses. Her knowledge wasn't much compared to the others but, it would do. A refresher course would do her some good. She greeted Raiden with a smile and nod, approaching to pick up a notebook and find a place to settle. "How are you doin' today?"

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