forum Take A Break (One on One//Closed//Stalkers Enabled)

Started October 07, 2018 by @RedTheLoveless

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Roxanne squeezed her eyes shut as she gave a small yelp of pain. "I should probably mention that I'm supposed to be in the hospital…" She says quietly, trying to ignore the glance of pity the other women had given her.

"For what…? It'll help me if I know any other injuries you may have, along with what they had already given you. I don't want to accidentally overdose you on painkillers," Charlie prodded gently as she finally stopped turning the woman's wrist around. She leaned over to the bucket of lemon water and soaked a cloth in the liquid. She then turned back to Rox and gently moved her arm around to face Charlie as she began to clean her arm, wrist, and hand.

What illnes should she have?//

Dementia?//

"I'm not completely sure, Dementia I think." She winced again as the lemon water stung one of her newer cuts.

Hmmm, To be honest, I have no clue. Maybe a brain tumor?//

I have no clue, I'm just sitting here with no idea what to do..//

Cool, let me re write that response then.//

"Malicious brain cancer." She said quietly and winced again as the lemon water stung one of her newer cuts on her wrist. She waits for more looks of sympathy as the women learned of her cancer.

Bump//

Ah, hope you get a scholarship//

(lmao me too bud)

"Oh?" Charlie stopped as she registered what Rox had just said. "How long did they say you had left?" She asked quietly, keeping her face blank as she finished cleaning Rox's arm. She put the wet cloth back into the water bucket and dry cloth to dry the remaining water on her arm and wrist. She then picked up the roll of spider-web gauze, careful not to let it stick to anything beside's Rox's wrist as she firmly wrapped it in the material.

"A week or two." She admitted, her face also blank but her eyes a bit sad. She flinched again as Charlie went near her wrist. "Anyhow, all I know about you is that your name is Charlie. What's your favorite color?" She asked.

"I don't really have a favorite color… but my favorite color scheme is the sunset," Charlie answered softly, making sure the gauze would hold before letting go. "And what about you, Roxanne?" Charlie turned around and crouched down to look through some drawers for dried bundles of herbs and placed them on top of the bedstand. She then stood up and plucked a juicy leaf from an aloe plant on the bedstand and turned back to Rox.

"Purple! I also really like galaxy colors, well space in general. I was studying to be a stellar astronomer before I was diagnosed with the tumor." She rambles for a bit about space. "So, what do you do for a living? Are you studying anything?"

Bump//

Bump//

(thank you Duskie (do you want me to call you Macy instead or nah…?))

"I'm, what you could say, a healer of sorts. So you may just be in luck if I can find the right ingredients. It may be a bit late in the season, but I think I can track down some feverfew and burdock root, and some…" Charlie turned off into mumbling her list of ingredients that could help shrink, stop, and if not then cure a brain tumor. She squished some of the cool aloe juice out onto Rox's arms, making sure to cover all the cuts in the plant's sticky insides of healing. She gently spread it around, taking her time to double check her own work, but very careful not to get it on the gauze.

I don't really care, I just use Dusk cause it's gender neutral and Macy isn't//
"A healer, that's awesome!" Rox gushed, pretty much seeing all the wheels turning in the women in front of her head. She didn't understand why anyone would want to help her, no one before has wanted to… not even Rox's own parents had wanted to help, with anything. They had just sent her to the hospital to die a slow death.

(alrighty then, Dusk you are)

"Yes, I am a healer of unconventional sciences… A week you said?" Charlie asked critically as she moved on to dabbing the aloe on the scratches on the other arm, her mind traveling wildly between different plants that would still be in season this late in the year. Not to mention the short time window of a week of rapidly decreasing health if she didn't act quick enough.