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[sulfa]

This is Wade. Doc Hicks and I wanted to put the word out that anyone who needs medical attention now or in the future can find one of us - I'm in Room 310 and Gene's camped out by the bonfire. We're in the process of establishing a clinic in the chapel vestry for the sick and injured. If you have any information on new medical developments from your time or have any medications from the future, please share them.

And lastly: if you go out into the woods, bring one of us along. That's what we're here for.

Comments

[preseance]

( oh, he recognizes it plain enough. how many ghosts did he see in france, after all? an' a fair number of 'em dressed like this. gene stands briefly when javert approaches an' only sits again once he does. )

It ain't any trouble.

( he puts the last of the bandages into the old box he's usin' to store 'em an' sets it on the pew beside him, leanin' forward an' claspin' his hands between his knees. )

So what can I do for ya, sir?

[policier]

( A man after his own heart. They barely even met and Javert already feels like he likes him. He's respectful and diligent. Javert tips his head a little, which is about as proper of greeting as anyone is going to get from him outside of a bow. )

We were going to talk about history. ( He sits with his back ramrod straight, and his hands on his thighs. )

You must be well-educated, to be able to know so much.