| A little bit sick. |


The PathologistH240 Miss Emily Williams, your are not okay. You have a liver problem. If it is any consolation you were to find yourself in this place one way or another. I am better company than the hospital employed diagnosticians. I take better care of my patients. These were a few of the first words he had spoken to her. He was formal, regularly unapproachable. Nothing but strait lines and chemically disinfected black and white attire. He couldnt have been older than thirty, maybe a year or two younger. There was an obsession in his voice, a bridled and restrained testimony to his less than pleasant personality.The Pathologist
Miss Emily


A PuppeteerI was one of three sisters, the youngest to be exact. I was the last to be consulted in invitations or associations, the last to choose my dress and the last to receive a pair of my grandmothers silver earrings. I had accepted my perch amid the roosts of my siblings and soon came to accept it without question.A Puppeteer
The ball was held for my eldest sisters anniversary, hers and that ogre of a duke that had taken her hand. I commiserated with her deeply and would have embellished myself in the most unattractive of gowns, but she not sincerely assured me that I need not. So, that is how I came to be standing in the hall,
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W00T I love to draw and stuff like that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
If you have any new ideas for me, please tell me what they are!!!
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Either way.. If I dissapear on you then..
1: I'm kicked off by family or friends
2: the computer kicked me off
3: I went to sleep and was too lazy to say goodnight..
4: Yes, I know that I talk too much (But hey! Who tells me to shut up?) *random*
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"What business does a Vulcan, a Man and a Tribble have in my sickbay? Speak quickly!"
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