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[ofhisword]

[Today in the Fabled Center of Camp (tm), there is a booth with a rather large sign:

THE FEELINGS DOCTORS* ARE IN
* we have hundreds to thousands of years of experience in this field. trust us!

The two people who are seated behind the booth do not look pleased.]

[Elijah and Katherine will both be tagging! we out!]

Comments

[runstowardsfire]

Are you really doctors or is Camp being silly again?

[impiersonate]

Which answer do you prefer?

[runstowardsfire]

It'd be interesting to see what doctors do in other places and what other kinds there are . . .

But it's probably Camp being silly again.

[impiersonate]

It's definitely Camp being silly again. Though it wouldn't be the first time I've pretended to be a doctor.

[runstowardsfire]

Why would you pretend to be a doctor?

[impiersonate]

Lots of reasons.

[runstowardsfire]

Were they good reasons?

[impiersonate]

Highly unlikely.

[runstowardsfire]

Perhaps that's why Camp put it on a sign then.

So how many years of experience do you have?

[impiersonate]

Enough.

[runstowardsfire]

So why are you stuck here?

[impiersonate]

Because the place is mocking me. Why else.

[runstowardsfire]

With him too?

[impiersonate]

It's plausible.

[runstowardsfire]

The magic here is odd--odd enough to do things like this.

[impiersonate]

That's because it's half science.