for peace of mind (open!!)

[thenobledie]

Who: everyone and their hopefully still living mothers...
When: June 1st and onward
Where: EVERYWHERE
Format: action or prose, whichever works!
What: The war is over, and everyone can relax. Or cry. Whichever.
Warnings: n/a?

PATROL HEADQUARTERS

THE DOJO

THE CLINIC

( ooc | did the major locations! but add others, and i will update the entry with

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[thenobledie]

Some time after her much needed rest, Shirley tends to work: healing patients, directing the staff, relieving some volunteers. She tips her head when Tonks walks into the clinic and shifts away from the counter she is next to.

"Nymphadora."

[wotchesyou]

"Have you seen Dende?" That's the first thing out of her mouth and not a correction about what she likes to be called. That is normally something she corrects automatically. Dende, however, is far more important. "He's the little green guy."

[thenobledie]

"He should be busy with patients," and Shirley's tone isn't particularly concerned. His healing abilities are impressive, but now that the war has calmed, there isn't a concern of the dead or a crowd rushing the small alien. She trusts he is doing fine and that another staff would alert her, if he weren't.

[wotchesyou]

"Has he rested at all? You know, it takes a bit out of him to heal." Tonks has first-hand experience with his abilities. She looks around, wondering if she can spy him from where she is standing.

[thenobledie]

Shirley hadn't known that before, but she can't say she is particularly surprised; such power tends to be draining for its users. "I believe so, yes."

[wotchesyou]

"You believe so? D'you know for sure?" Tonks teeters for a moment herself. "I think I'll go find him and find out."

[thenobledie]

A pause. Then, Shirley nods and motions toward a doorway; she is already moving back toward the counter.