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[numbered_doctor]

Remy had been feeling a little off for most the day, but a nap had only coaxed out more symptoms, chest feeling tight, and her breathing short and wheezy. Grumbling to herself, Remy makes her way downstairs, bee-lining straight for the infirmary for asthma meds she needs only once in a blue moon.

Sometime later, she can be found curled on one end of one of the couches and flipping idly though a book and her new inhaler resting on the coffee table in front of her.


Botherable either in the infirmary, or afterwards on the couch. Chances are she's not going to stop for you on her way to the infirmary.

Comments

[numbered_doctor]

Dry.

"Yes. I caught that."

Beat.

"I suppose that could be a fun thing to, why not?"

[ikissdhimbck]

She grins.

"It'd while away somma your hours, anyhow. An' I personally find the company of horses comfortin'."

[numbered_doctor]

"Always been a city girl, myself. Only really seen horses at a distance."

[ikissdhimbck]

Chuckling, she shakes her head and says:

"Y'wouldn't believe how many times I've heard that. What happens in the future? Y'all drive flyin' ships an' live stacked on top'a one another?"