sanomorior | [audio] (forward-dated to 29th)

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Alright, guests. If you've ever come by the infirmary, you know who I am, but for the lucky people who haven't, I'm Sycora Novitas. If you need a doctor, that's where I'll be ninety percent of the time.

So, business.

[There's the sound of papers shuffling, there.]

I'm sure you all remember the plague we had last month. I can assuredly tell you that it will not happen again. Kloe Bishop has been treated and her contagion is suppressed.

But she is not to be harmed in any way. If you attack her, you will be punished, so leave her be.

That's all.

[The following, however, is sealed to Isabella:]

I've worked up a treatment plan. If you don't care about anyone hearing, go ahead and talk to me here -- otherwise, come see me. I'm in the infirmary.

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[Isabella is excited to say the very least.]

Truely?! Oh Sycora! This is wonderful news!

[The bard is just a touch overwhelmed and hugs Sycora. She lets go almost as quickly. The bard is almost bouncing in her seat. ]

What has to be done?

[That hug gets a grin from Sycora, but it fades back into a smile.]

It's not an easy fix, and it's not fast. I'm afraid I can't guarantee you'll be able to fly again any time soon, either. But... it would require more surgery.

[She sobers.]

I'd have to re-break bones, cut and re-sew tendons, and do a lot of surgeries. It'll be easier, since I can heal you, but they'll have to be done in stages. I don't want to risk excessive blood loss or overdose of medication.

[Isabella nods, the information is sobering yes but, it is far more exciting than hopeful than she was lead to believe for most of her life.]

I can not thank you enough Sycora.

[ Just to be free from the pain that plagues her, is a wish come true. Yet, if there's that minute chance she could take to the air again?]

I understand. What ever you wish or need of me to do this, I will.

[See her brave face? She's not even going to ask if re-breaking those bones are going to hurt, or if she'll be medicated for that too. Whatever it takes. She's up for it.]

There's not much that you have to do. Just come in when I ask, follow my instructions, and make sure to keep out of trouble.

[She smiles again, a little softer than before.]

I can't work on your wings if the rest of you's laid up, after all.

[She nods and returns a grin. She'll just have to be extra careful, somehow. It's not that she always goes looking for the trouble. Sometimes it just happens!]

I promise to not go out of my way looking for trouble and to run at the first sign of it.

[Sycora, you have a bard hugging you again.]

Thank you! Thank you so much!

[Oops, Sycora's grinning again.]

Good girl.

[It's the kind of sentiment that could be accompanied by a head-pat, but Sycora refrains. Head-pats are so demeaning!

But Isa gets a back-pat. Those are nice.]

We can start whenever you feel ready.

[If the bard keeps smiling like this, it will stick.]

As soon as you are comfortable with it! If, I may?

[She's been waiting for something like this for over a decade.]

I should like to tell Sollux though, perhaps Zhaneel.

[She's making friends!]

I'm ready whenever you are, Isa. Tell as many people as you'd like; no need to worry them.

[SHE HEARS THAT SECOND NAME THOUGH. Aww. Isa's growing up, makin' buddies.]

So, who's Zhaneel?

[Isabella whips out that journal and writes a quick note. She looks up and smiles.]

A gryphon! She speaks and is very kind. She is part the reason I am here. Seeing my wings as they are-

[Because for how much Isabella wants to have things fixed, she has a hard time asking and needs to be prodded.]

And she wanted you to come see me, did she?

[Aww, Sycora might have to say something to Zhaneel sometime. Thank her for helping to get Isabella in here and help make things a little easier for her.]

[The bard's cheeks flush a little and she nods.]

Well, I'm glad she did. Wouldn't want you running around with these any longer than you have to.

[She now glances to the journal.]

Have you told who you want to, then?

[The bard nods and turns it so that Sycora could see.]

I have!

[ Now she's a little nervous. Was this it then?]

Will it be like last time- with the drink?

Yes. You'll be getting a higher dose this time, but you'll be fine.

[She ducks into her back room again, then returns with two bottles, like last time. Then, she goes about gathering her equipment. All of it is stark silver and quite clean, just as before.]

And you're sure you're ready?

[She nods. It hadn't hurt- just the drink tasted rather foul. The bard will hold her nose longer this time.)

I am.

[Sycora offers up the bottle.]

After you drink this, lie down on your stomach so I can get at your back, alright?

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