Posts by LYDIA M.

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  • don't want fame | open, return + injuries

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-bottom: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-left: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width: 105px; height: 10px; -webkit-transform: rotate(-45deg); -moz-transform: rotate(-45deg); -o-transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-top: 35px; margin-left: 10px; color: #D0F5A9;][align=center][sub]LYDIA M.[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 58px; margin-left: -70px;][justify][sub]/ okay thanks!




    Lydia nodded, and places her paws on the injured fems abdomen and pressed. When she was done, she was pretty relieved with her findings. "Well good news is I can't find any punctures. How are you feeling on a scale of one to ten?"[/fancypost]


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  • AND I CAN'T CHANGE, EVEN IF I TRY | open, pride festival human au

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-bottom: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-left: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width: 105px; height: 10px; -webkit-transform: rotate(-45deg); -moz-transform: rotate(-45deg); -o-transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-top: 35px; margin-left: 10px; color: #D0F5A9;][align=center][sub]LYDIA M.[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 58px; margin-left: -70px;][justify][sub]"Oh you're fine," Lydia reassured the person who bumped into her before turning back to Dirk. "So Dirk, are you and Jake gonna get married soon?"[/fancypost]


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  • Theres Got To Be Some Folk [ Open, Major Injuries ] With Memories Just Like Mine

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-bottom: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-left: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width: 105px; height: 10px; -webkit-transform: rotate(-45deg); -moz-transform: rotate(-45deg); -o-transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-top: 35px; margin-left: 10px; color: #D0F5A9;][align=center][sub]LYDIA M.[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 58px; margin-left: -70px;][justify][sub]Lydia nodded before grabbing some garlic and marigold and cobwebs to fix up the leg wound. [/fancypost]


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  • INSERT CHEESY TITLE HERE | private

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-bottom: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-left: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width: 105px; height: 10px; -webkit-transform: rotate(-45deg); -moz-transform: rotate(-45deg); -o-transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-top: 35px; margin-left: 10px; color: #D0F5A9;][align=center][sub]LYDIA M.[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 58px; margin-left: -70px;][justify][sub]"Yup that's me. And you're Dangercub, right?" the nurse said in a museless post because harmony had no muse.[/fancypost]


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  • I don't mess with you {P}

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-bottom: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-left: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width: 105px; height: 10px; -webkit-transform: rotate(-45deg); -moz-transform: rotate(-45deg); -o-transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-top: 35px; margin-left: 10px; color: #D0F5A9;][align=center][sub]LYDIA M.[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 58px; margin-left: -70px;][justify][sub]Yup she did. Because Lydia was curious and harmony was an idiot. The lioness nodded to show she understood before asking the next question. "So one time in sunclan there was this pollution outbreak that caused respiratory illness. I remember during that time wondering what I would do if someone had, say carbon monoxide poisoning or breathed in some kind of severe chemical. Would you by chance know what to do in this type of situation?"[/fancypost]


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  • bandaids don't fix bulletholes -- HP MEETING, private

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-bottom: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-left: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width: 105px; height: 10px; -webkit-transform: rotate(-45deg); -moz-transform: rotate(-45deg); -o-transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-top: 35px; margin-left: 10px; color: #D0F5A9;][align=center][sub]LYDIA M.[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 58px; margin-left: -70px;][justify][sub]"I like that. I'd be happy to attend more raids to tend to the injured as well," Lydia said. "I also think we should start capturing more of our enemies. Give them a taste of their own medicine."[/fancypost]


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  • you're toxic i'm slipping under — open, accident

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-bottom: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-left: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width: 105px; height: 10px; -webkit-transform: rotate(-45deg); -moz-transform: rotate(-45deg); -o-transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-top: 35px; margin-left: 10px; color: #D0F5A9;][align=center][sub]LYDIA M.[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 58px; margin-left: -70px;][justify][sub]"I have poppy seeds," said Lydia as she padded over.[/fancypost]


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  • i didn't mean it | OPEN + TRAUMATIZED + INJURIES

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-bottom: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-left: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width: 105px; height: 10px; -webkit-transform: rotate(-45deg); -moz-transform: rotate(-45deg); -o-transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-top: 35px; margin-left: 10px; color: #D0F5A9;][align=center][sub]LYDIA M.[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 58px; margin-left: -70px;][justify][sub]Lydia just got there because harmony was busy. When she saw Danger, she couldn't believe her eyes. "I've got goose grass and rush," Lydia said as she dived in and helped her colleagues with the bone. "Did you guys give him anything for his shock?"[/fancypost]


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  • i didn't mean it | OPEN + TRAUMATIZED + INJURIES

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-bottom: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-left: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width: 105px; height: 10px; -webkit-transform: rotate(-45deg); -moz-transform: rotate(-45deg); -o-transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-top: 35px; margin-left: 10px; color: #D0F5A9;][align=center][sub]LYDIA M.[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 58px; margin-left: -70px;][justify][sub]"Okay. Danger, you're gonna have to spend a few days in the medic den so we can keep an eye on you to make sure you're healing properly."
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  • INSERT CHEESY TITLE HERE | private

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-bottom: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-left: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width: 105px; height: 10px; -webkit-transform: rotate(-45deg); -moz-transform: rotate(-45deg); -o-transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-top: 35px; margin-left: 10px; color: #D0F5A9;][align=center][sub]LYDIA M.[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 58px; margin-left: -70px;][justify][sub]"Well it's because I'm a nurse. My job is training to become a doctor so I can save lives. I use herbs to help people and even grow them in my herb garden," Lydia explained.[/fancypost]


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  • VOICE INSIDE ON MY HEAD | open

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-bottom: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-left: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width: 105px; height: 10px; -webkit-transform: rotate(-45deg); -moz-transform: rotate(-45deg); -o-transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-top: 35px; margin-left: 10px; color: #D0F5A9;][align=center][sub]LYDIA M.[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 58px; margin-left: -70px;][justify][sub]All these murders lately were making Lydia go crazy. They were messing with her ability to find patients close to death, which made it very difficult to do her job. All of the sudden the voices in her head were getting louder, meaning someone was going to die. Was this a murder, or was it someone she could actually save?[/fancypost]


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  • VOICE INSIDE ON MY HEAD | open

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-bottom: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-left: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width: 105px; height: 10px; -webkit-transform: rotate(-45deg); -moz-transform: rotate(-45deg); -o-transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-top: 35px; margin-left: 10px; color: #D0F5A9;][align=center][sub]LYDIA M.[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 58px; margin-left: -70px;][justify][sub]At the sound of voices, Lydia slowly turned her head, a look of panic still on her face. "Someones going to die..." she said in a particular eery voice. [/fancypost]


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  • that your toxic || open ; murder + vandalism + leaving

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-bottom: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-left: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width: 105px; height: 10px; -webkit-transform: rotate(-45deg); -moz-transform: rotate(-45deg); -o-transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-top: 35px; margin-left: 10px; color: #D0F5A9;][align=center][sub]LYDIA M.[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 58px; margin-left: -70px;][justify][sub]Lydia knew this was going to happen. She could feel it. She heard it. And worst of all there was probably someone else dying that she could actually save but the fact the voices led her here made her life that much harder. She really couldn't wait for this killing spree to end so her abilities would go back to normal.[/fancypost]


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  • you're toxic i'm slipping under — open, accident

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-bottom: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-left: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width: 105px; height: 10px; -webkit-transform: rotate(-45deg); -moz-transform: rotate(-45deg); -o-transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-top: 35px; margin-left: 10px; color: #D0F5A9;][align=center][sub]LYDIA M.[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 58px; margin-left: -70px;][justify][sub]"Looks fine to me. Have you ever set a broken bone before?" Lydia asked.[/fancypost]


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  • I don't mess with you {P}

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-bottom: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-left: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width: 105px; height: 10px; -webkit-transform: rotate(-45deg); -moz-transform: rotate(-45deg); -o-transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-top: 35px; margin-left: 10px; color: #D0F5A9;][align=center][sub]LYDIA M.[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 58px; margin-left: -70px;][justify][sub]"Its fine. I treated the symptoms but had no clue what to do about the pollution. When we moved everything went back to normal. What was the most peculiar case you ever worked on and how did you go about treating it? " Lydia already knew the basics, but there were still so many things she had yet to learn, and hopefully Kestrel had something up his sleeve that would be helpful in case she ever encountered a similar scenario.[/fancypost]


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  • AND IN THE MOONLIGHT I WAS STAINED BLUE (joining)

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-bottom: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-left: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width: 105px; height: 10px; -webkit-transform: rotate(-45deg); -moz-transform: rotate(-45deg); -o-transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-top: 35px; margin-left: 10px; color: #D0F5A9;][align=center][sub]LYDIA M.[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 58px; margin-left: -70px;][justify][sub]"Hello, I'm Lydia, a nurse. Welcome to the clan," the lioness said, a grin appearing on her maw.[/fancypost]


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  • i can do that ; open, injured, medic needed

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-bottom: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-left: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width: 105px; height: 10px; -webkit-transform: rotate(-45deg); -moz-transform: rotate(-45deg); -o-transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-top: 35px; margin-left: 10px; color: #D0F5A9;][align=center][sub]LYDIA M.[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 58px; margin-left: -70px;][justify][sub]"I can work on the burns if you work on helping with the bloodbending," Lydia said to charcoal as she came over. The nurse had bright aloe Vera, a herb that worked wonders with burns. "How does that feel?" Lydia asked when she was done applying the aloe.[/fancypost]


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  • VOICE INSIDE ON MY HEAD | open

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-bottom: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-left: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width: 105px; height: 10px; -webkit-transform: rotate(-45deg); -moz-transform: rotate(-45deg); -o-transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-top: 35px; margin-left: 10px; color: #D0F5A9;][align=center][sub]LYDIA M.[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 58px; margin-left: -70px;][justify][sub]Lydia tuned into the voices more. All she heard was noises getting louder. Then she heard something. Claws. And screaming. "Murder. Somebody's being murdered." the nurse said. She started to walk. She walked until the noises got unbearable and she felt the urge to scream. And when she turned to her right, the dead body of an npc lay there.[/fancypost]


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  • NO SWEETS? character development

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-bottom: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-left: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width: 105px; height: 10px; -webkit-transform: rotate(-45deg); -moz-transform: rotate(-45deg); -o-transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-top: 35px; margin-left: 10px; color: #D0F5A9;][align=center][sub]LYDIA M.[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 58px; margin-left: -70px;][justify][sub]track for now[/fancypost]


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  • NO SWEETS? character development

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-bottom: 5px solid #D0F5A9; border-left: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; width: 105px; height: 10px; -webkit-transform: rotate(-45deg); -moz-transform: rotate(-45deg); -o-transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-top: 35px; margin-left: 10px; color: #D0F5A9;][align=center][sub]LYDIA M.[/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 58px; margin-left: -70px;][justify][sub]"Oh boy. You're definitely not okay. How many sweets have you eaten?" asked the nurse.[/fancypost]


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