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9/23; Text (eventually to action, I'm sure)

[dancingmd]

There's been an incident at the hospital. Don't worry, I'm safe, but I wanted you to hear it from me, not on the news. I don't know how long it will be before I'm cleared to leave.

that icon makes me :(

[scholiast]

(Even with a text as sudden as this Beverly manages to be reassuring. Lucretia's not sure how she does it, but she's deeply thankful all the same.)

What happened? Can I bring you anything?

I'm sorry :(

[dancingmd]

Just yourself.

(Beverly you sap.)

I will tell you more when you get here. I will send you my room number.

poor bev!!

[scholiast]

Okay. I'm at the office, so I won't be long.

(Wait, room number?) Are you– you're not hurt, are you?

[dancingmd]

Not too badly. They're just keeping everyone who involved here for now, to monitor the situation.

[scholiast]

(Beverly!!

Lucretia is already on her way out of her office, locking the door behind her with magic.)

I'll be there in five. Room number?

[dancingmd]

(She's sorry - she just didn't want Lucretia to worry.)

219. If they put up a fuss about you coming in just tell them to page me.

-> action

[scholiast]

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(Teleportation is such a useful spell to have in her arsenal. She's only ever seen the hospital from afar before but thankfully lands the spell pretty close, having to walk only an extra minute or so to get to the front doors, and then reception.

She doesn't have have any trouble getting up to Beverly's room, either. Lucretia takes the stairs because she's too jumpy to be able to wait for the lift, and finds the door to 219 with ease. A swift knock and she lets herself in.)

Hey.

[dancingmd]

Hi.

(At the sight of Lucretia, all the tension from the day seems to melt away. Beverly shifts to shit up in her bed and as she does, her bandaged arm comes into view. Other than that, though, she seems okay, if exhausted.)

[scholiast]

(Lucretia wanders over to come and have a closer look, taking a careful seat on the edge of the bed. Leaning in, she brushes her hair back with her fingertips so she can give Beverly a little kiss on her forehead.)

Are you alright?

[dancingmd]

Now I am.

(Kisses always help. But she knows what Lucretia is actually asking so she holds up her injured arm.)

I was...attacked, by a patient. Dr. Strange took care of it though. I'm more worried about some other people who were injured much worse than I was.

[scholiast]

(Being cute isn't gonna get you out of explaining, Beverly!! Lucretia's concern does soften a little, though.)

A patient? (How strange. She frowns, gaze flickering down to the bandages again.) That must have been scary.

[dancingmd]

It was. I'm... Still a little shaken to tell the truth. They... They were really scared and I don't think they would have done this normally. They attacked me more as...a warning, I think.

(She frowns.)

If someone had just let me talk to them...

[scholiast]

(She takes Beverly's hand on her non-bandaged side, and links their fingers together.)

Someone?

[dancingmd]

(She sighs.)

One of the guards. He was doing his job I know but it made things so much worse.

[scholiast]

Ah. Sounds a little awkward.

(And this was what escalated and got Beverly hurt? Lucretia frowns, and smooths the bedspread absentmindedly with her free hand.)

You said Stephen saw to you?

[dancingmd]

Mmm. He was too drained to use much of his healing powers so I am having to do it the old fashioned way. (She squeezes Lucretia's hand reassuringly.) I promise, I will be fine. I have been through much worse than this.

[scholiast]

I wish I had healing spells.

(This isn't the first time she's wished such a thing aloud.)

But I know; you're very tough.

[dancingmd]

I know. I wish I had my equipment from home too, but we will make due.

[scholiast]

We will.

(She smooths her thumb over the back of Beverly's hand.) Are you sure I can't get you anything?

[dancingmd]

Not unless you can get them to discharge me faster.

(She sighs. Of course, it's not just about her injury, it's about wanting a statement from her as well.)

[scholiast]

(Oh, if only her intimidation modifier weren't so pathetic!)

I can't make any promises, but I will try to look authoritative if anybody comes back in here.

[dancingmd]

(She grins and gives Lucretia a swift kiss.)

My hero!

[scholiast]

(Lucretia looks absurdly pleased with herself; she gives Beverly's hand a little squeeze.)

Any time.

I'll see if I can get Taako to bring me some things so I can stay here tonight.

[dancingmd]

(!!!)

Are... is he talking to you again then?