[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9pt;]Definitely not a topic she was interested in listening or discussing, but the feline would bring herself over on ivory-tipped paws, drawing in a breath before she was taking a seat by Gale. Hey, if she had to be here, she was going to be with a friend.
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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9pt;]Rushing over, the nurse found herself coming up beside Lannister with a blink of her yellow eyes, glancing towards the doctor somewhat wearily. "Anyway I can help Lanny?" The feline would question. If so, this would be the first real big thing she had helped with and as exciting as it happened to be, she was offering up her help because this was Ashton.
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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9pt;]The approaching tortoiseshell frantically searched through her mind as she came over to the scene with wide eyes. Emilie knew a few things, causing her to slide over with some herbs in her mouth, mostly consisting of poppy seeds, cobwebs, and marigold for now. Someone's life was on the line and she was the first one here, which made her somewhat worrisome, but she found her gaze quickly sweeping over Tyler as she assessed his wounds.
ooc injuries? c:
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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9pt;]There had been plenty of Clanmates that hadn't been so nice, although none of them really gave her any trouble and she found herself not giving anyone any problems, so all she could really do as she came over was give an understanding nod of her head. Sounded good.
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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9pt;]"Howlingkit?"
Oh, great, she was up! "Are you doing okay? .. Do you need anything?" By needing anything, the feline meant herb wise, blinking yellow optics as she looked towards the alabaster female.
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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9pt;]posting on my suB
name: emilie
rank: nurse
clan: sunclan
age: 8 moons
gender: female
position in family: cousin ??
other:
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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9pt;]Emilie really didn't have anything to do with their allies, so she definitely didn't have favorites or anything like that. When they were there for them, that was nice, but she could really care less about which groups they were allied with; as long as they had some. All she really did after her promotion a little while ago was worry about those she was helping and get stressed out when they were really injured. Yup, pretty much. She was still all sweet and bubbly though; just not during work time, when she had to be completely serious, especially if their happened to be a life on the line.
Having been outside getting some fresh air, Emilie would spot Hermione, unsure if she should approach but deciding to. Ivory-tipped paws leading her over, she'd smile softly, going to take a seat. "Hey there. Hermione, yeah?"
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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9pt;]This was up to her.
As nerve wracking as that happened to be, the tortoiseshell could do this. Placing the herbs down gently by her white in color paws, she would first grab some of the marigold she had in front of her, chewing it up carefully until it was a good enough consistency so that it'd be able to be applied to the wound gently, which she would move forward in order to do moments after done with her task. Hoping to get the marigold carefully onto the wound, she'd grab some comfrey in her paws, also going to chew that up gently before attempting to apply that as well.
Infection needed to be prevented, being the reasoning for the marigold, and the comfrey was in order to sound the large cut that was present on the squire's neck. Sighing softly, she'd grip cobwebs from the little satchel she had acquired, going to place those over the wound before pushing some poppy seeds forward, sighing softly as she forced the smallest of smiles to appear on her face, not wanting to be a downer. "Eat these, please."
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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9pt;]Emilie would smile as she heard Gus' words, giving the smallest roll of her yellow eyes before the tortoiseshell would direct her gaze to the side where Emma currently was. "If there's anything you can do, feel free to," the feline would murmur, sure that her fellow nurse knew more and perhaps something else could be helpful in this situation? She wasn't one-hundred-percent sure.
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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9pt;]The approaching tortoiseshell didn't know what to say or do, so she was silent, not bothering to even look up. Instead, she simply glanced around, keeping her head somewhat low as her yellow optics swept over her Clanmates.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify]Oh.
Oh my god. There had been a lot happening lately but either way the nurse made her way over with a bundle of herbs in her jaws, dropping said bundle and looking around frantically for someone else that'd be able to help her out. Of course, she had been able to help Tyler out, but this seemed even worse.
ooc injuries? c:
[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify]"Emilie."
It had seemed a lot were either greeting the newcomer or saying their name, so she went with the second option, padding up with a warm smile in place on her lips.
[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify]i wont be on saturday bc homecoming (8
and im sorry to here that lacey !! <3
[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9pt;]"Sneaking?" The redhead found herself questioning, a brow being raised slightly as she continued to eat the icecream cone before moving to throw it away; he had told her to finish, after all, so she did. It was only within moments of her hand tossing some napkins away that Cal grabbed her hand and she heard his words, giggling slightly as she was pulled from the trash, taking a moment to regain herself as she ran with him.
"Do you do this on a daily basis?" Emilie would ask, smiling.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify]"Go away," the approaching nurse would murmur rather firmly as she blinked bright yellow eyes, narrowing them very slightly. Normally, Em was a complete sweetheart, but this guy had raped Cain so he wasn't getting shit from her. "You have no reason to be here so get out."
[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 1px transparent solid; width: 350px; height: auto; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9pt;]Upon running into a dead end, she'd blink.
Crim had just remembered how Em was practically Ariana Grande being based off of her just with a different name. The dark red-haired girl would find herself nodding slowly as he asked for her to get them out of this one, although there were really no ideas in her head as she inched forward, glancing back towards Cal with a raised brow and a grin. "Do you trust me?"
It might seem like a dumb question- asking if he trusted her- but she needed to know in order to get out of here, so she asked, even if she already knew the answer. Or thought she did anyways.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify]Finally figuring out what she needed, the female looked down at the pile she had brought along with her before glancing up. "Can someone get me some cobwebs please?" That was most certainly a big thing that she needed, causing her to ask, hoping someone would be able to do so and quickly.
[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify]Emilie, on the other hand, could just feel this burst of laughter coming on, although the feline held it back as she inched over, tilting her cranium to the side a bit. "It's amazing," she'd tease, although the nurse couldn't help but find the fact that he had a mane rather intriguing, something that could be seen as she seemed to study the zebra mane now present on the snow leopard.
[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify]"Emilie," the approaching tortoiseshell would introduce herself simply, smiling warmly.
[fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify]Wait, what?
Why was Harvestseason saying she didn't have her warrior name? The tortoiseshell found herself growing rather confused as she blinked her bright yellow eyes, fixating them on the horned feline. "Um.. I'm, uh, Emilie." Well wasn't that an awkward introduction, but then again this seemed like a weird situation so she was just adding onto it while stumbling over her words. "And you.. You're Harvestseason."
