House calls land in the fun position for her of simultaneously feeling novel and not. When most came to or stayed within the medical department when they had need of Gavial or her colleagues, there was little travel to be had on the landship itself back home. Occasionally a particularly stubborn operator might require a visit right to their dorm room (a duty which often fell to Gavial thanks to her ability to quite literally strong-arm patients into compliance), but most of her traveling to see the sick or injured herself tended to be out on the field.
It’s an altogether different vibe to be moving through quiet streets at night for a visit. The path by now is one that’s altogether easy and familiar for her to traverse; once she checked her supplies and shouldered her bag, it feels like no time at all before she’s once again arriving at once-Sebastian’s-now-Matt’s house. She avails herself of the spare key as Matt had requested, slipping it into a pocket as she herself slips inside the building.
The quiet that greets her initially is one that she choses to take as a good sign—the two of them had best be getting some rest like she’d ordered. The stroll through the house is as familiar as the route to get there had been, her eyes peeled for any sign of them before she winds her way over to Matt’s room.
She doesn’t bother to knock before she pushes open the door, but she at least doesn’t raise her voice too much as she speaks out.]
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House calls land in the fun position for her of simultaneously feeling novel and not. When most came to or stayed within the medical department when they had need of Gavial or her colleagues, there was little travel to be had on the landship itself back home. Occasionally a particularly stubborn operator might require a visit right to their dorm room (a duty which often fell to Gavial thanks to her ability to quite literally strong-arm patients into compliance), but most of her traveling to see the sick or injured herself tended to be out on the field.
It’s an altogether different vibe to be moving through quiet streets at night for a visit. The path by now is one that’s altogether easy and familiar for her to traverse; once she checked her supplies and shouldered her bag, it feels like no time at all before she’s once again arriving at once-Sebastian’s-now-Matt’s house. She avails herself of the spare key as Matt had requested, slipping it into a pocket as she herself slips inside the building.
The quiet that greets her initially is one that she choses to take as a good sign—the two of them had best be getting some rest like she’d ordered. The stroll through the house is as familiar as the route to get there had been, her eyes peeled for any sign of them before she winds her way over to Matt’s room.
She doesn’t bother to knock before she pushes open the door, but she at least doesn’t raise her voice too much as she speaks out.]
Still alive in here?