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 Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 7:12 pm
"Ive only met one or two members who are old enough to have finished medical school - and neither are." Tag, well everyone knew him, certainly was no doctor. The man served other purposes for the Negaverse. "Indeed, if we had someone with such skills we would share them - being allies and all. At best I can make salves and such, I can offer them as much as possible." They could help but not nearly as much as a doctor of some sort would. A doctor would be a big help in so many ways. It would keep members with small injuries, like needing stitches and such, from having to go to a hospital and possibly going many times and raising eyebrows.
"With our connections, which I don't know all about, I would hope it would be and that it simply hasn't happened as of yet or that I'm unaware." As much as he would dislike it if he was wrong. If they had a doctor, or medical help, already among their ranks and he was unaware he would be upset. As for their connections...well he hoped he would eventually find out just what connections they really did have, he hoped they had a lot more than he saw now.
"Thanks." The box was taken and held in his arms as gently as he could given it's weight. "You still want to go out to my car and see the paintings? You can have your pick as well."And just let me know if you want me to talk to my father and see if he has any friends who can deal with whoever needs to help. I'd like whoever it is to get the help they need and as soon as possible." Caring for the allies of the Negaverse was a big thing for Alexandre. Keeping them as friends and covering their backs. They were all allies and all served chaos - they had the same enemies.(If you want you can close with them going outside. And just hand wave any painting he might get or anything. ::Nods:: )
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 6:36 pm
Considering Jett had yet to take a lunch break and that there didn't seem to be a line of customers at the door, Jett didn't see the harm in closing shop for a few minutes to take a look at Alex's wares. "Appreciate it," he said of the male's offer. Moving to the front of the store, he flipped over the sign that read 'Out to Lunch,' and flicked the plastic clock hand below 'Will return at' to fifteen minutes in the future.
"I'm very interested to see these paintings, so," he pushed the door open and held it open for Alex. "Lead the way."
Sleet Tempest Snape All right, calling it fin, then!
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