Dïdrin

I won't be telling you my age, as I practice online safety. I am a Geriatrician, GP and personal caretaker. I indulge in creative writing, which is also why I have decided to start an account. One of my patients mentioned it offhandedly as I was checking his reflexes.

Most likely Frill. It helps we're such close friends, though Mercy, too, is pleasant to work with. I try not to play favorites, or at least, not clue anyone in on the fact I have favorites, but it's hard not to when some patients are just difficult for the hell of it.

It is something of a dilemma to have favorite patients at all. I'd rather Frill not need any medical assistance, but if anyone were to need me, I'd prefer it be her. There's no one in the empire I actively resent, or would like to see injured.

...Maybe. I can't say I've ever felt this particular desire toward a human, or anyone but my adversaries, really... One of which I live with.

No, no one's offered. Why would anyone offer themselves to be tortured? Are you okay?? I'll punch an opening into my schedule just to get you a psych eval.

Hello, thank you. What a personal question.

It really is a mixed bag!

Salvena is befitting of the throne, I truly don't think Äezore could have chosen a better heir, but I don't want to give any more credit to that bootlicker than he deserves. She makes me proud, and she's very eager to learn more about the world. Really the only thing keeping me somewhat amused on Earth trips, with her fact books and such. I look forward to seeing her rule, and succeed. She, too, has... a lot of questions, though.

Abjura is rowdy, it's hard not to get upset and flustered when he bombards me and bombards my equipment. He's lost several of my syringes before, which I have went on to find years later in my own boot. He is rather sweet, though, and with enough energy out of his system, I'd rather have him in my office than any of the other royals...Not a big fan of his questions, or how many he asks, however. He is a sweet child.

Mercy is always so prim and proper. With how she corrects adults, you'd think she was the heir-- but that's not meant to reflect poorly. I and my headscarf, however, have been dubbed too dirty to even step near her tea parties. She is a sweet child as well. Definitely the most well behaved when I need to tend to her. I can't help but feel some kind of way looking at her, considering I took care of her several times when she was just a pebble with Fractilisa.

Íospis is... well. He's quite a pain. He has no concept of an inside voice, his questions are grating, and when he's not speaking it's never really pleasant so much as it is relieving. Like any child, he's capable of being cute and kind, but considering how he acts like he was born just the day before EVERY day doesn't give it much depth.

... He has Tumblr. Íospis is, um-- sure asks a looot of questions, but very sweet, haha... Sooo... curious.

- @porcelainpopotan

Frill! It's always so good to see you. Somehow a place as quaint as a "blog" seems befitting of someone like you, even if it never really occurred to me we'd run into eachother in this way.

I appreciate you asking. Really, with how my work has swallowed my life, it's almost impossible to talk about myself without it intercepting in some way.

What I do is much more lax than what I had hoped to do, that being becoming a surgeon. My hands have been shaky ever since I served in the military and I don't think it'll ever revert. Really, all I do in day to day life is check my charge's vitals, administer and manage his medicine, and the greater Royal Family's health, etcetera etcetera.

The grittiest you'll find I do is pump Abjura's stomach after he's swallowed the arm of a golden toy or recuperating the pieces of my more fragile patients after some kind of blow. It is like surgery in ways, I suppose I haven't strayed as far from my dreams as far as I once thought.