The Fix. (Semi-closed RP)
((Open to anyone who would reasonably be in the Hospital Wing. Forward-dated to 2/5.))
It wasn't the first time Robin had held a lovely woman in his arms as he ran through the corridors. Well, of this particular castle it was. Which was totally not his fault - not as if he wasn't willing to carry women through the corridors. Or men. Or...well even that intriguing marshmallow man, though he wasn't sure how easy that particular person would be to carry.
Anyway, point was, Robin was well accustomed to carrying a woman. They just usually were conscious when it happened.
Bursting through the doors of the Hospital Wing, Robin shouted, "Is there a Doctor in this gods forsaken place?"
It wasn't the first time Robin had held a lovely woman in his arms as he ran through the corridors. Well, of this particular castle it was. Which was totally not his fault - not as if he wasn't willing to carry women through the corridors. Or men. Or...well even that intriguing marshmallow man, though he wasn't sure how easy that particular person would be to carry.
Anyway, point was, Robin was well accustomed to carrying a woman. They just usually were conscious when it happened.
Bursting through the doors of the Hospital Wing, Robin shouted, "Is there a Doctor in this gods forsaken place?"