mix you up some some magic

This is not my month. As if things weren't bad enough, I cut my left pinkie open tonight. Very, very bad cut. As in “eight stitches“ bad. A hair longer or deeper, and I would have lost the finger. I cut almost all the way around the finger.

As it is, I bled pretty horribly. I mean I soaked through the gauze, the paper barrier, dribbled a lake onto the plastic sub-barrier, and got both the NP's and her student's labcoats. When they finished, my palm was covered in blood.

Oh, and the worst of it? I'm left handed.

READY… FAITO!

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REPLACEMENT SCRAPPY

Name: Corentin Thierry
Age: 24
Hometown: Anais, Atlantiq

Appearance: A boyish blond, often seen in dress clothes but who never /actually/ looks business-like. The back of his shirt is usually untucked, or his shoes are scuffed and in need of polish. On the days he's got all that together, his tie doesn't match or his belt's off center. Eyes just on the brown side of hazel, with flecks of green that vary in intensity and notability based on his mood, the angle of view, ambient lighting, and what he's wearing. Given a choice, he prefers shades of green that head on into blue and gray. He generally gels his hair into something that may have been designed to look artfully mussed and usually just gives the impression of bedhead.

Personality: Above all, Corentin is easy going. He's too young to have hit "completely unflappable," but he's certainly on his way. It takes quite a lot to unnerve him, and even more to make him angry. He doesn't take the job personally. Nor does he take Dereth's casual and seemingly remorseless bastardry personally. For all that he can't seem to tame his wardrobe, for the most part, he's a cool and competent young man, breezing through life and aiming for… well, wherever he lands, really. In addition to his breezy attitude, he happens to like helping others. Oh yeah, and he can surf.

History: Anais is a seaside town, with a relaxed atmosphere and a lyrical, liquid accent similar to the sound heard in Hadrienne. Corentin grew up there, raised by Francophone parents. He has a younger sister, who was always better than he was in the arcane. She's in college now, studying to be a teacher of Occult Sciences. He had a good relationship with his parents. It is because of his compassion for others that he became a Dragoon. Despite his casual attitude, Corentin's competence assured him a place as the top of his class in the Dragoon Academy.

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REPLACEMENT GOLDFISH

Name: Jean-Camille Favre
Age: 24
Hometown: Vladiretheh, Treumph

Appearance: A willowy (bordering on androgynous) blonde. She's usually seen in men's dress clothes, down to a matching and perfectly-knotted tie, usually but not always silk. Her belt always matches her shoes, her gloves and scarf always match her coat. She does not wear earrings or jewellery. In short, she always looks professional and together, but has no perceivable desire to look or be traditionally feminine. Her eyes are on the green side of hazel, with flecks of brown that vary by lighting, what she's wearing, and the angle of view. She freckles easily. She keeps her hair long, but she prefers neat updoes and braids. When she's at home, she leaves it long and simply pulls it into a loose twist.

Personality: Whereas Corentin is easy-going, good-natured and casual, Jean-Camille is smooth and professional. Jean-Camille is focused, goal-oriented, and headed straight for the top, if she has anything to say about it. "Put together" is a good word for her. So is "sharp." Just like Corentin, it takes a lot to startle her and even more to make her angry. She has a healthy separation of "business" from "personal" and is, in addition, an intensely private person. Whether she has a super-secret "girly" side or not is something no one she works with will ever know. It may be of some interest to note that she volunteers at a community center on Wednesdays and Sundays, teaching ball room dancing in the afternoons and women's self defense in the evenings.

History: Jean-Camille grew up in Vladiretheh, with an older brother who was good at everything and is currently teaching Occult Sciences at a community center. Jean-Camille's parents were always pushing her to be as competent as her brother was. As a teen, inbetween bouts of trying to live up to their expectations and fighting them as hard as she could, she often walked through Vladiretheh. It was during this time she fell in love with Stonetown, the oldest part of the capital, and determined that she would live there at any cost. Her focus and drive propelled her to the top of her class in the Dragoon Academy.

HALP HALP HYOTTOKO'S NAPALM IS STICKING TO SANO!




...don't look at me like that.