smash_logs | Office Log

Who: Rhys and you!
What: Office log! ...Can also be called "help nurse" log.
When: Dates of 10/21 - 10/28 but you can also go for something earlier/later than that if convenient
Where: Infirmary or Rhys’s office, which is just inside the infirmary.
Warnings: THERE COULD BE CARNAGE AND PESTILENCE HERE. There may also be tripping out due to candy drugs.

We're all familiar with office logs around here, right? If you're not, then allow me to explain really quickly: Your dude stops in for any reason whatsoever, be it trouble with grades, asking permission for something, stopping to chat, dropping off a form, and other office-like concerns. Or even miscellaneous concerns. Then we'll take it away from there. Rhys is a bit of a special case, since he runs the infirmary. That means you could also drag yourself in with some kind of unbearable ailment or crippling injury and have Rhys get you treated. Have a status condition? Never fear, solutions are here! Got in a fight with your arch nemesis in the locker room? Bleed no more; there’s plenty of bandages and/or heal staves to go around! Usually.

ANOTHER THING I WOULD LIKE TO ENCOURAGE: Is your character hopped up on drugs? Drop them in! I don’t care what reason they would have to stumble in. I just want Rhys to have to deal with druggies and raise his suspicion about the whole drug deal further. That being said, I request at least one of his patients to be under the influence. That is all! Have fun.

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"I can't just... stay here..." She was still feeling weak, and as she tried to sit up she ended up falling back to the bed, cursing her own weakness.

"But you must!" interjected Rhys as he hastily prepared to stop her in case she tried bolting off, even though she had just... lit herself on fire only seconds ago. "You'll only hurt yourself worse..."

Blaze finally sighed and sat back in the bed, hands crossed in her lap. "How long do I need to stay here...?"

"Until you're well enough." The healer frowned, looking tired and defeated by emotions. The energy put into getting riled up deflated and sagged. "I understand the feeling of helplessness better than I wish I did. It's a horrible way to be, limited by factors that are out of control's reach. The guilt is almost unbearable at times. But... if you strain yourself to the breaking point all over again, the friends who will help fight alongside you will be impacted by their loss- your loss. I'm sure they care about your condition very much and wouldn't want you to hurt yourself senselessly. Am I wrong?"

Blaze didn't seem so much convinced by his logic as defeated. She sighed. "I don't know," she answered. She didn't have the kind of ego or vanity to think that those she knew would be severely impacted by her loss. But she had to accept that he was right. She was of no use to anyone like this.

"Thank you."

Rhys felt a fixed pang of remorse for her circumstance that wouldn't lighten up. He could sense her will smoldering into ashes of its former verve and wished he had more he could say that would genuinely cheer her up. If she was going to lose optimism, why, he would summon his back. Losing hope never helped anyone.

"But worry not! I'll take care of you to the best of my ability. By the end of the day, we'll see if you're in fit enough shape."

She nodded. "I appreciate your efforts," she told him.

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