[thirty eight] A few notes:

[goodgrasshopper]

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My new inmate, Lord Thom, has requested to join the library staff--is this all right with you, Arthur and Chromie?  I know that since Coyo vanished, you've been a little short-handed.

[Private to Martha and Claire together]I'm about as ready as I'll ever be to see what we can do about my leg, so whenever both of you have time...

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[thegooddrjones]

I'm ready whenever Claire is.

Spam.

[thegooddrjones]

[While they made small talk, Martha washed her hands and pulled on gloves, then she looked to the syringe and the antiseptic wipes.]

Spam. [Nn. Sorry I'm late...]

[goodgrasshopper]

[Molly gives Claire a wry little grin.] It's not a stupid question. Yes--it does hurt sometimes. Not all the time, but when I'm pushing myself? Yeah.

Spam.

[thegooddrjones]

[Martha pulls on her gloves and then she swabs Claire's arm before finding a vein and removing a bit of blood.]

Re: Spam.

[goodgrasshopper]

I guess it's my turn. [She moves to push back her own sleeve, then pauses.] Or... Would the leg be better?

Spam.

[thegooddrjones]

Ready? [Martha asked the question quickly, and she swabbed Molly's arm with the pad before pressing the needle to it.]

Spam.

[goodgrasshopper]

[Molly makes a face--needles hurt!] Ow.

Spam.

[thegooddrjones]

[Martha pulled the needle after she injected the blood, and then she pressed a bit of gauze on it before she watched.]

Spam.

[goodgrasshopper]

[Molly starts to move her leg experimentally, and her eyes widen a little as the pain just... fails to happen.]

Um. Wow.

Spam.

[thegooddrjones]

Thank you, Claire. I mean it. [A pause.] Have you ever done this before on someone with magic?

[Brain wheels turning.]

Spam.

[goodgrasshopper]

I will--definitely. [She smiles.] Thanks, ladies.