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[am4zon]

She is propped up by her elbows, her rosy cheeks held within her palms. She also has something like a smile on her face. A distant cousin of amusement, if you will. All at once, she has the wisdom of a woman and the vague innocence of someone much younger, of someone who has seen too much horror. And perhaps that is what makes her a wonder: her ability to be so many things. Except a healer.

By the gods, she wishes she was that.

❛ Have you ever healed someone with a wound from a sword? ❜ Curiosity defines the question, as it so often does. She has taken life before. With her sword, with her lasso, with her hands. She wonders, would it scare him to see her like that? As a warrior?

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[am4zon]

@rbnvtch said: if you could run away to start anew, would your past follow you?

She is jealous of you, Dr. Robby. She never had his gifts, you see. The gift of healing. Di takes life, sometimes more than she gives life. It is a rather upsetting statistic for a woman whose heart is bigger than her body. She wishes she knew how to heal the rot that festers within the souls of humankind, but perhaps it is a dream that transcends even Robby's abilities. Though there are times that Diana thinks he could, and would, steal the stars from the moon if only to make the world a kinder place.

Her dark eyes seem to dance with a smile as Diana looks at him. Running away? Wherever would she go? Back to her mother? Back to paradise? Or somewhere even further? She laughs, even if it is not so funny. She leans towards Robby, as though she is about to divulge a great secret. ❛ Oh, of course. Don't you know ghosts have legs? ❜

[griefcode-moved]

isadora worked swiftly,  the sharp sting of the needle threading through skin as she patched up the deep gash along dr.  robby’s side.  the hollow was quiet,  the kind of silence that always seemed to follow a trauma,   &  her hands moved with practiced efficiency,  though her mind kept drifting.  ❝you know, ❞ she said,  her voice low  &  steady,  ❝you’re one of them.  why didn’t you go to the pitt instead of dragging yourself here?❞ she paused,  her fingers momentarily still as she met his gaze.  ❝it’s your people,  robby.  they should be the ones fixing you up. ❞

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