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by Sammy 1/10/2015, 10:47 pmEden had been in the infirmary for two hours, three minutes, and forty-two seconds. She found it to be a nice place to help out when she could, mainly informing people of where to go, acting as a bit of a messenger between the medic campers, and just making sure everything stayed as orderly as possible. Due to her precise observant abilities, she'd be able to recognize whenever patients needed more water or were in pain, and tend to such or call someone else over to help them. She'd occasionally even wrap up a small, insignificant wound, as well.
The medics always greeted her well, always tried to be pleasant with her, but every time she'd just return their attempts with a blank stare, waiting for orders. After a while, the tries had died down a bit.
Today was no different. It was a regular day, and Eden stood at the front of the infirmary in her black sweats, hoodie, and tank top, occasionally marking down on her clipboard as someone stepped up with a bleeding arm. She'd point them to a chair or a bed, depending on an injury, to which Suzy, her assistant, would lead them.
The medics always greeted her well, always tried to be pleasant with her, but every time she'd just return their attempts with a blank stare, waiting for orders. After a while, the tries had died down a bit.
Today was no different. It was a regular day, and Eden stood at the front of the infirmary in her black sweats, hoodie, and tank top, occasionally marking down on her clipboard as someone stepped up with a bleeding arm. She'd point them to a chair or a bed, depending on an injury, to which Suzy, her assistant, would lead them.
