#ancdyne

Ignoring the four subdued men laying collapsed at his feet, Jack has to admit the place had a certain radiance about it. Old buildings tend to have a certain charm; they reminded him of simpler times. .. Or maybe it was seeing an old ally --

    “Can’t say I was expecting anybody to be here.” -- Not that he’s complaining.

              ❝ like it or not, doctors need rest too, ya know ❞

💓: Is intimidated by them, but wants to be friends with them.

❝Angela! I have a bagspecifically for you❞

    'how in the world did you get this hurt?'

     SHE KNEW Angela would ask -- then again, most people would. Rosabel was a stealthy and disciplined woman; it was far outside of her character to get into - what clearly appeared to be - a fist fight.

     ❝You don’t want to know, dottore.❞

Invited into the chair, she approached and sat, resting her back whilst her eyes keenly watched the other work. The smell of ALCOHOL was one she was familiar with both for work and leisure. A cringe at the anticipation of pain marred her lips already. Though, given the condition of her face, the irony was that the very action itself made her ache. 

i can join u tomorrow if u’d like B)