#𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻 ✎ Something was odd tasting in Aayla’s last ration pack.

#𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻 ✎ — There’s a little starter / interaction thing on ALMOST every one of these so.. yeah. x.com/i/lists/159401…

“I would say the same back to you, Master Katarn.”

The doctor gave a small shrug, wringing her hands before sucking in a breath and assuming a soft smile. “Kyle.” She greeted once more. “You look well.”

Her smile faltered slightly, a little of her weariness shone through the mask of placidity. “Don’t mistake my tiredness for a lack of enthusiasm, Kyle. I am happy to see you.” She clarified gently. “I’ve had my hands full as of late.” Certain visitors…

𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞? 𝘏𝘦’𝘴 𝘢 𝘊𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘴, 𝘔𝘺 𝘓𝘰𝘳𝘥. 𝘐𝘤𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘴.

I appear to have a cold. No one tell Bolts.

𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝘼𝙖𝙮𝙡𝙖 𝙎𝙚𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙖 #𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻 ✎ — That question being. What do ya’ll enjoy writing? Two questions actually. What would ya like to write with me???

#𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻 ✎ — Been thinking about returning once more. Got the most muse for Lumiya to be honest if anyone would like to interact.

#𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻 ✎ — For both of my redheads funnily enough.

Another night of nightmares. Another terrified awakening that bathed in her own sweat and had her searching the shadows of her room for potential assailants or refugees from that dark dream. A trembling hand played down her face. Dawn was a way off yet the doctor +

knew that she’d not sleep anymore tonight…

Please stop encouraging the youth.

This one shouldn’t be anywhere near her. If half the things the doctor has heard are true.

Ava doesn’t speak but instead taps at a recording device, playing back the message within. “Please do not disturb The Keeper.”

Were she a better doctor she might’ve upheld that oath: Do no harm. But better beings that this way had been the cause of her breaking it and she wasn’t about to hesitate in breaking it for this being.