Post Thirty One: Doing the rounds

[witchofthechalk]

[There is a teenage girl knocking at your door. Yes your door.....unless you are Teatime. She's wearing a witches hat and carrying a bag in her hands.]

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[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

Ah, actually I was just stopping by to see if everyone was alright here.

[commentboxtroll]

Oh. Why? Are you one of Virginia's friends?

[He takes to leaning idly against the door's frame, arms folded.]

If so, I'm sorry. It looks like she got... 'droned' is the word for it, right?

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

Yes, that is what we call it.

But just people in general. I'm the local doctor in my village back home, so I thought I'd go around and see if anyone was still injured.

[commentboxtroll]

Then that's what she is.

You're a doctor? Huh. Well, the rest in this house are drones. I managed to keep out of the fighting, so I'm alright.

[There's a short pause as someone else comes to mind.]

Any chance that you know something about horses? I've been meaning to check up on Virginia's horse, but I don't think I'd be able to tell if something were wrong or not unless it keeled over and died.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

I do actually. I can take a look at him if you'd like.

[commentboxtroll]

You do? Excellent.

[Caesar steps outside and closes the door after him. Time to head stroll around to the backyard.]

C'mon. It's back here.

[the-wee-big-hag.livejournal.com]

[She'll follow him to the horse then.]