Posts by mary x.

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: auto;][hr][justify][font=arial][size=8]"This is nice," Mary mused, picking up one of the sticks with what she hoped was a marshmallow. She wasn't going to eat it... she couldn't really eat it. She's just roast one for Tama. How well that would work, though, she didn't know. She couldn't see the fire, so maybe it was a bad idea. Nonetheless, she kept near the fire, holding up the stick. Maybe she had to bring it closer? The medic didn't want it to burn, though.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: auto;][hr][justify][font=arial][size=8]"Yeah, I'm here," Mary murmured as she arrived. Joey... Hurt. Who would do that? It seemed like Waifu had scared off whoever had decided to hurt him, so that was good. "He'lol be fine," it didn't seem like his wounds were life threatening. The feline bent down, conjuring bandages to wrap over the wounds.

//rushed sorry
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: auto;][hr][justify][font=arial][size=8]"A scarf?" Mary turned her head to where Evergreen's voice had come from. Offering a scarf...? That was kind of strange to say, especially to someone who's intention was unknown. Although... a scarf wouldn't hurt anyone. With a sigh, she would wait, along with her clanmates, for a response.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: auto;][hr][justify][font=arial][size=8]"You'lol get it soon if you practice enough," Mary encouraged, staying positive like everyone else. From what everyone said, she was assuming that Losty was trying to fly... and failing. But hey, the medic herself couldn't fly at all, so at least Losty had the potential to eventually be able to fly, right? That was always cool.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: auto;][hr][justify][font=arial][size=8]"Are you alright?" Mary asked, having been brought over by Tama. She could almost smell infection. Even though whoever this was was a stranger, she really did want to fix it... if he had an infection somewhere, he wouldn't live very long without help. He didn't seem to be giving any signs that he was hurt, at least to the medic, but she couldn't see him. Maybe if she could, it would've been easier to notice. To see the scars on his back.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: auto;][hr][justify][font=arial][size=8]"I understand, Wisty," Mary said, dipping her head. This was because of the incident with Joey, wasn't it? Or maybe Wisty had always wanted to step down, and she was only doing it now. Whatever the case, perhaps now she'd feel at ease, knowing she didn't have to be so occupied. Mary's position was busy, too, sometimes. But she really did enjoy healing, so she didn't mind that aspect of it.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: auto;][hr][justify][font=arial][size=8]"Where did you go?" Mary asked, sounding worried and... maybe a little angry. She couldn't help it — just, How could you leave Tama like that? Especially a child... she supposed she was somewhat angry at Tama too, although the leader was, no doubt, pretty busy. Maybe she should've been the one to watch her children? Her anger was probably misdirected. The feline sighed, brushing the thought off. "Either way, welcome back,"
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: auto;][hr][justify][font=arial][size=8]"Hello, I'm Mary," the medic said. She knew Jasper... sort of. She could remember that smell; he was the one near the broken tree, wasn't he? She had never gotten a name, though. It was good that he was holding a meet and greet now - she could learn it. It seemed like Tama and him were good friend, though. She was glad... hearing Tama and her friends made her happy.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: auto;][hr][justify][font=arial][size=8]"Hm? Barry, did you fall off of something?" Mary asked, hearing the combatant fall. Had she heard... wings flapping? The medic wasn't entirely aware of the male having wings. She couldn't see them, and it wasn't as if it was something that people said to her - that so and so had this particular feature. Nonetheless, if he fell off of something, she wanted to check that he hadn't gotten hurt in any way.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: auto;][hr][justify][font=arial][size=8]"Ah! Thank you for the gifts," Mary said happily, sniffing the basket a little, before taking a few steps back, in case any of her clanmates wanted to get something from it. "How's BoneClan?" the medic asked. It seemed like this girl was a little shy... but maybe this question would get her to open up a little.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: auto;][hr][justify][font=arial][size=8]"Alright... I'm Mary, the medic here," the feline said. She was sure she had heard this guy somewhere before... maybe her memory was bad. Or, she had probably just gotten his scent from somewhere earlier but just didn't talk to him. It had been like that with Jasper, at least. They had never really talked, but she knew he had been around.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: auto;][hr][justify][font=arial][size=8]"Yes, it smells very nice, Tama. What is it?" Mary asked, her comment no doubt a lie. If she were being honest, it smelled terrible. It wasn't Tama's baking skills, or the chocolate, though — just her screwed up taste buds. In fact, that was why she wasn't so good at cooking herself... she just couldn't be her own taste tester. She had no idea of what she was cooking would be good — it was all the same, to her. Absolutely vile.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: auto;][hr][justify][font=arial][size=8]"Stamina training? Eh... good luck!" Mary had no stamina at all. Technically, she could really use this training, but... she didn't really want to run around blindly. Although she had lived her entire life in BlizzardClan, even before the islands, it wasn't as if she memorized the whole territory perfectly. She'd probably get to the end of the track in double or triple the time of everyone else, if she knew herself well. Which she did.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: auto;][hr][justify][font=arial][size=8]"Nice to meet you, Hak. I'm Mary, the medic here — if you're ever hurt, I'm more than happy to help," Mary said with a polite dip of her head. She usually didn't add that second bit, but she knew that some people liked to put off a visit to her until the last second... she just wanted to make sure something like that didn't happen again.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: auto;][hr][justify][font=arial][size=8]"Nice to meet you, Tweezer. Of course, you can stay with BlizzardClan! I'm Mary; if you need anything, I can help," Mary said. She couldn't help it, but... she got a sort of ominous feeling from Tweezer. He only sounded like a child, though... a child with a particularly strange way of speaking. Not that the medic would judge... Tama spoke of herself in third person, after all. It wasn't as strange compared to this, though.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: auto;][hr][justify][font=arial][size=8]"Beekeeper, just rest, for now... I'll do my best," Mary would say. She didn't know if it was contagious or not, but that wasn't something to worry about. Even if she got sick, too, her first duty was to help Beekeeper. The feline would get a wet towel, aiming to place it on his head to cool him down. She didn't really know what he had... but she could do it.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: auto;][hr][justify][font=arial][size=8]"Congrats, guys!" Mary called out, smiling when she heard the promotions. The rest that Tama talked about... HawkClan's corn maze, the choice awards, weekly training sessions... well, she'd have to check them out.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 300px; height: auto;][hr][justify][font=arial][size=8]"Bella, don't worry about taking gifts to WindClan — let me take care of you, okay? You hurt your leg pretty badly," she said, sounding worried. "Hey, I have to move the bones in your leg so they heal correctly before I put a cast, and it's going to hurt. But afterwards, you can go rest, I promise," she probably hadn't described it well. Not moving bones... straightening them out, more like. You'd think that with Mary blind, she couldn't do it, but she could. She had been doing this job for long enough to. The feline took a deep breath, before carefully moving the twisted leg a little with her paws. She knew that Belladonna's leg already hurt and this would hurt it more, but she had to do this first.
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