Being a white lighter wasn’t all that it was cracked up to be. There were the constant cries for help, the emotional baggage she was forced to listen to, the fact that she hadn’t had a decent nights sleep in, well, forever. But somehow, Carina personally thought it was because no one else wanted the job, she wound up with a set of charges who were hell bent on turning her hair gray.
Even now, there was a jingle of alarm, a prick of pain that signaled one of them (she never quite introduced herself) was not doing as well as the others. And she had a presentation in an hour, damn. Though upon inspection, after a careful and safe orbing, she discovered it was one of the Charmed girls from her lab, double damn. “Hey, so this is awkward but I’m here to heal you and honestly it’ll be for the best if you just let me do this and we can all pretend I’m not getting up close and personal with your blood type–” @chcrmedthrcc
Parker would never admit that maybe she was wrong and should've listen to Wyatt. Of course, most of the times she should listen to him but what’s the fun in that? Yet maybe if she would've waited for Wyatt and the others, she wouldn’t be in this mess right now. And by this mess, she means a large wound due to freaking warlock.
The good thing is that she was able to vanquish him without any help. But now she ends to get this wound taken care of. She opens her mouth to call out for her Uncle Leo, he may be retired but he still has healing hands. But to her surprise, it’s Carina from her lab. “Honestly, I was prepared for someone else to be helping me out but I don’t mind if you get close and personal.” She said while pressing her hand to her side. “As long as you know what you are doing ,we good.” She said closing her eyes for a second. “By the way, what grade did you get on that last lab?”
