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Desiree: Yea, you’re good with a sword. So what? *she looks down at Milena* If you were able to fix this on your own, you wouldn’t have called for my help, right? *Shakes her head then pats Milena’s head* ~Turn back to a dragon for now, Milena. My mother always says that the dragon form is more sturdy and able to handle things than a humanish form.~
Jenna: *Ignores the noise that Iris is making* Just wait a moment, girl. It’ll be ready soon. *She then grins as the toast pops up. However, she blinks at how black it is* Strange… *Shrugging, she grabs the toast anyway. Soon after, she hands the extreme toast over to Iris* There you go.
Milena: *makes a pathetic sound at Desiree and keeps her head down on Rhyderi’s arm, whimpering in pain. She makes a soft coughing noise, then tries to curl up, wanting to sleep*
Rhyderi: I’m also good at cleansing sickness. But not in this case. Because its a physical virus.
Iris: *stares at the toast and screws her face up, not at all approving* Yucky…
Jenna: What? You asked for toast. That’s toast. *crosses her arms and snorts* Picky children. *sighs* I believe Seph left a list of things that need to be bought. Do you want to come with me, Iris?
Desiree: *gives Rhyderi a venemous glare before reaching out to whack the back of his head* Then why the hell did you get aggitated over my suggestion to find Zulmire? *rolls her eyes before taking Milena from his hands. She then moves to set the girl down on the couch* At least get me a blanket. *she then gently shakes Milena’s shoulder* ~Change into a dragon. You’ll see.~
Milena: *makes a pitiful sound, shrugging her shoulders as if making her wings move. Because she has no wings, the gesture does nothing. She makes another whimpering sound and lowers her head, coughing again* *”Want sleep…”*
Rhyderi: You’re telling me something I already know. Just let it run it’s course. Perhaps take her to the clinic to see if it’s nothing serious. **folds his arms as Desiree takes the girl from him* Yeah yeah, I’ll get the blanket from my bed.*leaves the room to get it*
Desiree: *sighs at Milena* ~Do you know how to become a dragon again?~ *shaking her head, she sighs. She then bites her lower lip as she considers her options* Let her rest for a bit. I’ll take her to the clinic in a few hours if she doesn’t show any imporvement at all by noon. *She then sits down in a nearby chair*
Rhyderi: I don’t know how a doctor would look after a hybrid such as that. *places a blanket over the girl and leaves her to sleep over the next few hours. He leaves the house and leaves Desiree with the girl, returning around the midday mark with a paper bag containing fever medicine for infants*
Milena: *just stays curled up under the blanket, miserable, shaking occaisonally*
Desiree: *stays at Milean’s side for most of the time. Howevr, at around half an hour to noon, she gets up and moves to make a simple soup. Once the meal is done, she walks over to Milena before nudging her* Milena. Eat this. I don’t know too much about being sick, but I know people say soup helps out.
Milena: *cracks her eyes open and looks up at Desiree, whimpering pathetically, becoming upset* Mmmmmno… *waves her hands at it, trying to push it away. Then she tries to hide under the covers*
Desiree: *Sighs at Milena* Please, girl. Try eating just a bit. You don’t need to eat it all, but this will help you out. *shakes her head and sighs* I really don’t know what to do for sick people..
Milena: *curls up even more, trying to indicate refusal. She makes a loud whimpering noise in pain and begins to loudly cry, upset due to the fact she is not feeling well*
Rhyderi: Why don’t you pick her up and try feeding her? Just a thought. *sighs and shakes his head* Do you want me to get Kalysto now?
Desiree: Kalysto is busy with work at the moment, Rhyderi… Milena’s isn’t that sick. *shakes her head* There’s no reason to disturb him. *she then gently picks up Milena and tries to feed her by pressing a spoonful of soup against her lips* Just a bit girl… *She then glances up at Rhyderi* Is there anything else that I should be doing?
Rhyderi: I don’t know. When my brother and I were sick, my mother would bundle us up in blankets, feed us spoons of vial oily liquid, and place us in a dark warm room. That’s about all I can remember. I don’t believe my brother and I ever suffered from anything serious.
Milena: *eats the spoonful of soup, whimpering after it. She loudly coughs and tries to curl up in Desiree’s lap*
Desiree: *sighs and continues with a few more spoonfuls of soup, though she doesn’t try to push her luck at all. As she feeds Milena, she ponders over what Rhyderi told her* Hmm… Well.. that’s not much to go by. *shakes her head* There’s a doctor that I’ve been seeing since he knows about the unusual cell structure of Jenova cells. Maybe he’ll be able to handle her as well.
Rhyderi: But she’s not one of those. She’s half Sin’dorei, half… dragon. And she doesn’t look well. Maybe that doctor is good for you, but she is different to anything anyone has seen before. He wouldn’t be able to treat her properly. No, just leave it be for a while, or find the troll.
Desiree: I asked you to find Zulmire hours ago, and you only got angry at me and stated that you’re a Paladin. *shakes her head* I’ll take her to my doctor and see what happens. Go find Zulmire. *she then gently picks up Milena before wrapping her up in blankets. Once she thinks that the girl will be comfortable, she begins heading to the clinic*
Milena: *curls up in the blankets, whimpering slightly when moved. She makes another loud coughing noise and cringes in pain, beginning to cry*
Rhyderi: *sighs* I didn’t get angry with you. It just didn’t make sense to call the Shaman when I already said why we couldn’t. *shakes his head as he watches Desiree go out the door* *”She will be fine.”*
Desiree: ~Just tell Zulmire that the girl is sick. How hard is it to do that?~ *groans as she continues to carry Milena to the clinic once inside, she moves to the receptionist* Hello, I’d like to see Dr. Howlett. I have a sick child here that may fall under his… umm… expertise.
Meanwhile, in the ShinRa offices, a dark cloud forms in the hallway outside of Sephiroth’s office. Once the cloud solidifies into what appears to be Jenna, though the woman is wearing dark sunglasses and her armor is a bit mroe shiney and a bit off-color. Rather than the blue and gold accents that it’d normally have, it’s mostly black with specks of white. Soon after, “Jenna” walks into Sephiroth’s office.
Sephiroth: *idly glances outside at the storm, shrugging as he ponders that it’s just the weather. He takes a second look when he sees that the cloud is inside however, and narrows his eyes, glaring at the woman* Can I help you? *glares as he realizes how much she looks like Jenna, and senses her out* *”You might want to come over here. Just… might want to.”*
Rhyderi: *”It’s more complicated than that!”*
*the receptionist nods her head, then waves to the seats* He’s with a patient right now. He’ll be along with you shortly. Take a seat.
Desiree: *nods* Thank you. *she then moves to the side of the room and takes a seat. As she sits down, she tries her best to set Milena down in her lap* There you go. *She then frowns* ~Fine. I’ll do it. Sheesh!~ *Tries to contact Zulmire* ~Zulmire, can you hear me?~
Nemesis: *walks up to Sephiroth’s side and examins him for several moments. For some time, she is completely silent. However, after a moment, she softly speaks out* What a shame.
Jenna: ~I’m busy at the moment, Seph… I’m trying to figure out what and where.. umm…~ *she stares at the list for a moment* ~…canned peas are.~
Sephiroth: *”We are basically putting the General Store owner’s children through college. Hand him the list and let him get it all for you. Then pay him a nice tip.”* *glares at the woman, snorting* What is a shame? You should consider all you say before speaking to me.
Zulmire: *”I c’n hear you jes’ fine, misseh. Eef ‘dis be about da tinyelf, ‘da Paladin haz already told to me da issues. I can get back ‘dere within the day, I be…”* *telepathically shows her the location he is in. He is currently lying in the sun on the beach with Arte at Costa Del Sol, quite some distance from the people, so as not to be spotted*
Desiree: ~It would have been nice if Rhyderi had just said that…~ *shakes her head* ~That’s fine. I’m taking her to a doctor at the moment. I’m certain that between Rhyderi, Kalysto, and myself, she’ll be taken care of.~ *she gently pats Milena’s head*
Nemesis: *coldly smirks at Sephiroth* Ah, yes, perhaps that is true. However, we always consider much, hm? *She tilts her head* General Sephiroth. The one that was meant to be god over this planet. Ruler of all. Stuck behind a desk. A pity.
Jenna: ~Hrmph.. Well, I have tried to shop and gather these items genuinely.~ *grumbles before moving to the counter so that she can follow Sephiroth’s suggestion*
Dr. Howlett: *peers his head out of the room* Desiree Sol’thenan? *waves a hand into his office* Come on in. I’ll be taking care of you today. *closes the door once she is inside* What can I help you with today? *glances at the child*
Sephiroth: Stuck behind a desk for a damn good reason… *glares* *”Please come as soon as possible.”* *telepathically transmits the images of the woman in front of her*
Desiree: *looks up as the doctor calls her in. She then nods before standing up and moving into the examination room. Once inside, she gently sets Milena down on the examination table. She then nods at her* This is Milena. She’s… well, not my child, but I take care of her. *shakes her head* She’s sick and I was hoping you could help us out. *glances at the ground* Have you dealt much with dragons?
Nemesis: *softly chuckles at Sephiroth* Oh, stuck behind a desk because you have lost track of your goals. *She reaches out to touch his shoulder, trying to deliver a slight wave of energy from the lifestream as she does such* We remember fully what your mother and you were after. *she then leans in closer* And we can hear you calling for that other.
Jenna: *deeply frowns at the image* ~I’ll be there as soon as I can. I have Alexander and Iris with me..~
Sephiroth: *glares at Nemesis again, snarling* I don’t want any part of my old life. Here I am now, leave me alone. Don’t try and turn me away from what I am doing… *hisses and tries to ignore the feed from the Lifestream* Leave me be. I want nothing to do with any of your plans.
Dr Howlett: Dragons…? I know of them, but I’m a people doctor. And more recently… elves. *takes out his stethoscope and begins to listen to the child’s chest, moving the listening device around to listen to it from different places* This is an elf. Yes?
Nemesis: Hmmm… Who said that we were asking you to be part of a plan on ours. *leans in closer to him* You are certianly making a lot of noise. *softly chuckles* Is it truely us who you are trying to convince here?
Desiree: *slowly shakes her head* No, this girl isn’t an elf.. per-se. You see, this is a hybrid between a dragon and an elf. That’s why I asked if you understood dragons at all.
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