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[justasimple]

[The Medicine Seller is seen slowly, deliberately walking down the streets of Anatole as if he had not been tremendously stricken weeks or so ago.

There is not a difference in his appearance save for the obvious lack of a certain item: his headscarf. Blood is such a bother to remove if it settles for too long.]

Ah...

[Even with the scarf

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[lumenrelegandus]

Welcome back.

We haven't met, but I've been wanting to talk to you.

[justasimple]

Ho?

Certainly, what is it?

[lumenrelegandus]

Well, my name is Remus Lupin. I was a friend of Haruno Sakura. When she left, I took over administrative responsibility of the Clinic. But I'm no substitute for her as a healer, so I've been trying to put together a staff to achieve the level of effect that she could.

To that end: would you be interested in working, in some capacity, at or with the Clinic? I'd be grateful to discuss it.

[justasimple]

[For but a brief moment he weighs his pros and cons.]

I have... no qualms against it.

[lumenrelegandus]

[Oh thank Merlyn. That wasn't outright agreement-which would be premature anyway-but compared with how things had gone with Shirley, it was practically enthusiastic. …Of course he'd had much more time to consider (and a much cooler head) for this conversation.]

Would you like to set up a meeting at the Clinic? I can show you around and we can consider the possibilities.

[justasimple]

[Why not?]

Ah... That is fine. [He could use some form of entertainment for the time being. Sales are near abysmal anyway.]

[lumenrelegandus]

[insert scheduling/etc.

And a real:] Thank you.