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[starrydome]

Elrond is looking quite drawn and pale as he comes down the stairs, scanning the room in search of someone with a firm grasp of modern calming agents. {ooc: plot locked to Guppy}

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[starrydome]

He nods.
"I can do that. And he knows me. Chances are he will allow it."

Hopefully.

"And sadly that is often the pay you receive when trying to settle conflicts. The colleague was appreciative at least, I hope?"

[guppy_sandhu]

"Reasonably." Guppy says. "Though she then tried to offload all her patients on me."

"Do you want help carrying him down?"

[starrydome]

Elrond's look says it all, really.

"I should be able to manage. His wound is bound tightly so I doubt it will matter much and this way the risk of him hitting anyone is infinitely smaller."

He smiles.

"Where would you like me to take him?"

[guppy_sandhu]

"Infirmary, any bed." Guppy nods and smiles.

[starrydome]

"I shall fetch him at once," Elrond says and heads back to the stairs.

{ooc: infirmary post? }

[guppy_sandhu]

[ooc: here :)]