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It was around mid-day when Nayden opens the door looking around the room, the gargoyles that were in charge of assuring his safety followed behind him. There were tables, some plants, a nice rug on the floor. The typical college infirmary. There were a few students being looked at by doctors and an assistant showed him to a chair and a bed behind some curtains. Ordering his gargoyles to stay on the outside of the curtains Nayden entered the little sectioned off area.
The assistant walked in looking at the gargoyles with curiosity with a pen, his papers, and a writing board in hand, "So..... you have an issue with your bones being brittle?" She asks looking at him confused.
"Yes," Nayden replies quickly having been asked the questions so many times in his life.
"Okay.... anything else wrong?" She asks writing down some more notes, "Here for any medications or the stuff of that manor?"
"No and no, healthy otherwise."
"Very well..." The confused woman writes down the information, "Ill go let them know you're here." She informs Nayden carefully stepping around the gargoyles as she left the section.
Was he ready for this? He knew he was somewhat but considering how no one knew much about his condition he knew that things were probably going to get uncomfortable. No matter, this was a College and experiment that happened all the time hear to learn, discover, and to create. So if he could assist in the requirement of knowledge he would do so gladly, particularly if it might help him from breaking bones at the slightest punch or rough grab. It might help someone else many years after they have departed this earth.
The half-elf sighs and leans his head back into the chair closing his eyes, relaxing some, and trying to take his mind off of things. Chairs were more comfortable for him, make him feel more secure for the most part. With the support that the chairs had given him, he found it easier to get up from on with the back such a the one he sat in now. He waited for whoever was going to start this thing as he twiddled his thumbs listening and going through a few spells in his head.
Elbion College Open to you guys
The assistant walked in looking at the gargoyles with curiosity with a pen, his papers, and a writing board in hand, "So..... you have an issue with your bones being brittle?" She asks looking at him confused.
"Yes," Nayden replies quickly having been asked the questions so many times in his life.
"Okay.... anything else wrong?" She asks writing down some more notes, "Here for any medications or the stuff of that manor?"
"No and no, healthy otherwise."
"Very well..." The confused woman writes down the information, "Ill go let them know you're here." She informs Nayden carefully stepping around the gargoyles as she left the section.
Was he ready for this? He knew he was somewhat but considering how no one knew much about his condition he knew that things were probably going to get uncomfortable. No matter, this was a College and experiment that happened all the time hear to learn, discover, and to create. So if he could assist in the requirement of knowledge he would do so gladly, particularly if it might help him from breaking bones at the slightest punch or rough grab. It might help someone else many years after they have departed this earth.
The half-elf sighs and leans his head back into the chair closing his eyes, relaxing some, and trying to take his mind off of things. Chairs were more comfortable for him, make him feel more secure for the most part. With the support that the chairs had given him, he found it easier to get up from on with the back such a the one he sat in now. He waited for whoever was going to start this thing as he twiddled his thumbs listening and going through a few spells in his head.
Elbion College Open to you guys
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