Dr. Hal
HE/HIM
27
June 10
Pewter City
BISEXUAL
Veterinarian
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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Cyrus Halbrook
Healing Hands [M|Open]
POSTED ON Sept 6, 2024 7:04:20 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","ambrosia cyrus"] [attr="class","textbox"] Loyalty meant siezed schedules, redefined idenities, and teetering confidence. It meant sacrifice in the face of difficulty, even at the detriment of one's own goals. For so long, Cyrus contemplated this exchange between man and organization. For all that he gave, what was left? A community he'll never connect to? A war whose win condition hinged off destruction of wildlife and nature? [break][break] It wasn't equal, and he knew, deep down, it never would be. [break][break] So, in the scraps of time given in-between influxes of patients, he tried to give back. Spend time nurturing nature rather than tearing into it. During these times, he would often extend his visits far beyond the confines of Petalburg, or even slateport, finding the entire region far more destressing than he'd ever realize. [break][break] Cyrus' eyes traveled across the outstretch of sand. From what he could tell, the flood damage looked significant. It was like a laceration across the shores, with the surrounding forestry uprooted and pieces of wood lodged everywhere. He walked for a bit, taking it all in. [break][break] "Damn."
[break][break] He clicked his tongue against the back of his teeth. [break][break] "That guy over there," From behind, his lofty shadow grew, approaching the blonde woman with an outstretched arm pointing at the kabutos. "might be suffering from an infection. That piece between his top right legs looks discolored. Way darker than the area around it."[break][break] "He wouldn't last a day if you release him like that."
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Watching the WAR from a distance was . . . painful, to say the least. Her wounds were deeper than the superficial frailty of her broken body. It was a pain she still hadn’t quite learned to overcome, but only dull it to a quiet roar. She would have been more of a hindrance than an asset, but with time came healing and her physical body repaired itself with ease under the watchful eye of the League’s medical team. A woman who once would have rushed it and checked herself out of the hospital didn’t. She stayed longer, perhaps even too long. Fear held her back, the uncertainty of the ‘what now?’.
