Sick of it! (Open)

[Avice Locke]

The infirmary went a bit quiet as someone started raising their voice it could be heard by many and not ignored by few.

"Fuk NO! I not be 'ere another day!" it started after hearing the doctor hope she'd stay a day or two more. After being crouded for questioning and no one even giving her time to do much resting amd giving her this pity look she's sick of being in such a crowded spot after such a bustly and scaring battle on Cabal grounds no less. "Yar said my body will 'eal right just fine so I am leavin' to me room. There I'd actually be able to rest. See ya in a day or two when I'm 'ealed."

She turned to leave crutching with one hand and holding her wrapped ribs with another. It hurt and the pain pills hardly helped at all better give them to someone who'd be more effected by them. Avice could tell they certainly need everything they could get from the body count that littered the place.

Avice just couldn't take it anymore. She was leavings this place when the battle happened she'll not be here another night hearing moans and groans or more questions about what happened with her and that Damien Blaze fuck. Some of other Blaze needs to set it straight because it wasn't Avice's problem anymore.

[Arianna Barrial]

Avice would come face to face with Arianna, who stood solidly with her feet about shoulder-width apart.

“Ribs, right?” She queried, though she already knew full well. She stared at the girl that was about twenty years younger than her, though right now she looked about the same age. Her eyes were still slightly red about the edges, a testament of fatigue and more. She knew who this girl was, and about what had happened - just that she was down in the basement with Damien; rumours circulated of course but she’d heard nothing from the legitimate questions so far - and despite others, the doctor wasn’t someone that looked at her with pity.

She looked at her neutrally.

“The painkillers haven’t been working? You’re favouring them. If you continue to insist on moving you’re only straining your injuries and delaying your recovery.”

[Avice Locke]

Avice turned. Around and met eyes with the lady newly in charge of the infirm. While they hadn't had much interaction before Avice knew of her and that she was alright in her book. "I be immune to drugs." Avice informed her. "I'll be in me own bed where it be quiet and solitary. Been 'ere too lon' with me limbs gone ya see. Some pour bleeder can 'ave my bed. Tryin' to stop that Blaze bloke from theft meant I'd not rest after a bundle of fuks ask me the same bloody questions. Dun' 'elp that I arrived 'ere by sneakin' onto the grounds. They think we be workin' together, I know they do because the stone vanished! Nay... Not after I got my mobility back with 'elp from that other Dragon." she ranted like an old British Mum and cursed herself for that fact upon realizing it. "I owe Leon for that unlike Damien I dun pay my debts not stab 'em in the back." Avice wouldn't know the whole story but she couldnt imagine doing what he did and littering an infirmary full of bodies.

[Arianna Barrial]

There was tolerance there, enough to let the girl ramble and rant. And then when all was said and done a brow lifted.

“Well, if you feel so strongly about it then I’m sure you won’t object to a few conditions if it means you’re able to rest in your own bed?”

There were plenty of ways to deal with unruly patients, and Arianna wasn’t above an exchange if it kept the piece and helped the patients recover.

[Avice Locke]

Avice looked at her with tired eyes and even sat down once more to give the lady her attention.

"Aye conditions?" she'd listen.

She didn't talk about the incident Avice just described or seem to poke blame. It was to the point and blunt of which was the kind of attitude Avice could trust above all the gentle and respectful words some might give as a false and forced sense of politeness.

[Arianna Barrial]

”Well, the first is you wait there for a few moments. I’ll be back.”

Brusque without being rude, Arianna pivoted and moved down the hall and then out of sight, only to return a few moments later with what seemed to be a pillow.

“The first is that you’ll hold this against your ribs when you move. Walking, standing, sitting up or down. It’ll help support your ribs.” She handed it off, expectantly. It was memory foam, soft but firm enough. “The second is that you’ll take someone with you to help, to get you food and water; if you have nobody I’ll assign someone to you. The less you move around, the better, and you’ll need help changing. Ribs are agony, and considering you and painkillers don’t get along, it’s even more imperative you don’t do much, so no lifting or running, and I would advise against yelling. The last..? Is that you have a small mountain of pillows to prop yourself up against.”

[Avice Locke]

Avice took the pillow and listened to the lady speak and didn't interrupt til she was done even though she had instant thoughts to complain about. She sat the pillow in her lap and tapped the crutch strapped to her shoulder with her other hand thinking about ways to get around the issues she faced.

"I can take care of all of that except the extra person. Why would I make someone walk all the way to my room when you obviously need all hands on deck here..." she admited and it wasn't a question. More like she'll not ask anyone to take the burden of waiting on her. Suppose that was that plan out the window. She sat back and tightened her jaw frustrated with the situation she trapped herself into. She'll not act like a child about it though. She'll heal in a day or two she was just already so relieved to get out that being back in mere hours later was just seemed to really tick her off! "Fine I be 'ere another day or two let my ribs 'eal..." she sighed heavily incredibly defeated.

But may it would not be a waste. She had to know what significance that stone held to who ever it was broke in. And the Damien Bloke might have her answers.

[Arianna Barrial]

Arianna's smile was slight but firm.

"I meant more that I'd assign someone that was rooming close to you, not someone from the infirmary. Still, it's up to you whether you remain here or go to your room. Either way, let me know and I can arrange something for you, if necessary..." She glanced away, just briefly, obviously in a quick surveillance before looking back. "I should get back to work, but don't hesitate to come find me if you need me, alright..?"