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Michelle settled into her room, peering around her curiously. The room was of decent size, a plush bed, plenty of storage. Her soaked suitcase had already been carefully places by the oil heater, and she felt it quickly.
The material was still sopping wet, and Kem suspected without opening it...
Michelle started to trail out of the room with everyone else, but was stopped by the doctor. She listened intently, and felt a small smile on her face.
"You look perfectly well to me sir," she jested. "Not a day over thirty." She smiled at him and hesitantly reached for him, giving him a...
Michelle scowled, plonking back into her seat. Fumbling for the pen, she scribbled her name on the contract, roughly shoving it to the next victim.
She glowered around her, feeling more out of place and uncomfortable than she had before.
When the paper slid in front of Michelle, there was already a long list of signatures, names and scribbles.
She hesitated longer than the others seemed to. Her 'talents' hardly counted as skills. Did she really want to be tied to this endeavour, being next to useless?
Michelle slowly rose...
The doctor's voice rang through the room, and for the most part, Kem had no trouble understanding it. She trailed along with the others, excitement bubbling over in her stomach, like unattended soup.
As the room filled and the lights dimmed, Kem could almost taste adventure at the back of her...
Michelle melted into the background, her fingers twined around the small pen knife she kept with her. She wondered if she she offer it to the make shift doctors. It was obvious without some thread and needle, they were going to need to brand the wound closed. Michelle wasn't fond of wounds, and...
Michelle ran her hand over the door frame as she arrived in the inevitable meeting place from them to their host. The room was a blur of colour and dark as she kicked up her cane and slipped it in a pocket, standing hopelessly in the doorway, hopefully not blocking the way.
Kem inched her way...
Michelle fidgeted awkwardly as the others helped with the injured... Person?
She didn't know whether she could help, so instead shuffled her feet and looked indifferent.
Everyone else around her seemed to tower over her, peering down on her, a sliver of a child.
Her hand slipped into a...