"Okay... I think I have a plan of action sorted." I muttered to myself as Elizana read something in the background.
"I thought places like this were just meant to have you go in and go out...?" she ends up asking me after overhearing my latest words.
"In theory, yes. But, for me, normally anyway. My job is to handle injuries an application of magic can't handle on its own. Lost limbs and or severe wounds that need guidance to close. But, in this situation, I couldn't tell you because I don't know." I explain with a sigh before I put down my ribbon tool.
"A problem with the place they're at, then?"
I shake my head in response, "No, I made a point of asking the centre-manager and checking the equipment myself. It's all fine."
"Then what is the problem...?" she asks me, her confusion as clear and as present as my own.
"It is believed it may have something to do with who caused the injuries. That serial killer that is often the talk of the city."
"Smiling Jhurack?"
"Yes."
"Hehe, you know, I think it's a bit exciting that you're confronting him." she says suggestively as she moves closer.
"I'd hardly call me attending to a patient a confrontation." I chuckle as I play with her toes after she put a foot on me.
"Well, if he is causing issues for the brief recovery and healing centre, I'd call that you confronting him. Telling the big, scary killer that you will be saving that patient's life..." she explains with a flicker of her eyelids and a curve of her lips. And then, I pull her in closer until she was right on top of me. The tools I had previously been using clattering to the floor as she grinded about on top of me.
"Well, if I am doing as you say, I might need something to help with my courage." I jokingly beg of her before I put my lips against hers. Initially letting her soft hands guide my head before I rose to my feet. Something that shocked and surprised her before she screamed excitedly once she landed on the bed.
"You wouldn't dare to ruin such a modest hotel's bed, would you?"
"Oh, I would. Especially when I get to enjoy someone like you in it." I tell her with a grin before silencing her with a ferocious kiss. Slowly and steadily peeling away at her clothes so I could get rid of some stress before the operation tomorrow. As much as I did not want to show it, I was worried after having read what I had.
Having seen it as well, I have never seen such a malicious way of handling healing magic. It worried me deeply and for once in a long time... I was worried that I might not be able to do my job to its fullest extent. Failure actually seemed like a possibility.
"Stop worrying and help me disappoint Motrtha!" she begs lustfully after shaking my head. Yet, the random sound of smashing pottery did not stop us from continuing.