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**Joy Miller** · 10-01-2016, 02:16 PM

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Originally Posted by Scorpio Vulpeculae

Sabbath was in a mind to give something back. Coming from a family who makes their living through music professionally, and having sought solace through his music on so many occasions, he thought maybe someone stuck in hospital might appreciate the benefit of it's healing effects... so guitar in hand, he enters the nurses waiting room and quietly looks around. He takes a seat near the fish tank and waits patiently for her... he has heard, she is quite the looker.

Going through her stock of potions and creams for the winter months Joy had her hands full when the small ringing went off in her office signaling the arrival of someone. Picking up a quill and jotting down one last note least she forgot where she had gotten to in her inventory. When she was finished with that she set her quill down and exited her office.

The healer took in the teen boy sitting near the fish tank. On first glance he didn't appear to be sick in anyway but Joy knew first hand how looks could be deceiving. Picking up the book off the small table and quickly checking to see what had been noted. The boy wasn't sick. That was good. "Hello Sabbath, I'm Healer Joy. What can I do for you today?" she asked softly. If he wasn't sick he must be here for another reason.

10-01-2016, 02:16 PM	#8 (permalink)
Joy Miller Puffskein Join Date: Dec 2004 Posts: 1,035 Graduated	Quote: Originally Posted by Scorpio Vulpeculae Sabbath was in a mind to give something back. Coming from a family who makes their living through music professionally, and having sought solace through his music on so many occasions, he thought maybe someone stuck in hospital might appreciate the benefit of it's healing effects... so guitar in hand, he enters the nurses waiting room and quietly looks around. He takes a seat near the fish tank and waits patiently for her... he has heard, she is quite the looker. Going through her stock of potions and creams for the winter months Joy had her hands full when the small ringing went off in her office signaling the arrival of someone. Picking up a quill and jotting down one last note least she forgot where she had gotten to in her inventory. When she was finished with that she set her quill down and exited her office. The healer took in the teen boy sitting near the fish tank. On first glance he didn't appear to be sick in anyway but Joy knew first hand how looks could be deceiving. Picking up the book off the small table and quickly checking to see what had been noted. The boy wasn't sick. That was good. "Hello Sabbath, I'm Healer Joy. What can I do for you today?" she asked softly. If he wasn't sick he must be here for another reason.