Post by Jess on May 14, 2022 15:51:49 GMT -5
What~? Think I can kill you with looks alone~?
Ready to face another day… The fingers of the fox running back through that brilliantly black mane as she looked herself over in the mirror and then scooped up the wonderful white cap with the cross upon it that sat next to her, though prim and proper wasn't the kind of style that she wore all that often in her line of work or at least not to this degree Lucy Roberts had to admit that she was liking the look of herself in something crisp and polished, and shone with a smile because of that.
At least the disguise is cute enough this time~? Adding the finishing touches to her ensemble and then spinning around on the spot to take herself in as she indulged a spot of vanity, while she looked all business in the costume she was wearing the girl with the green gaze could readily appreciate why folk of a certain inclination had a fondness for playing roles involving the humble nurse from what she saw looking back to her, and that was without invoking much in the way of naughtiness aside from the knee high boots she was wearing . Though even those had a certain purpose, in this kind of situation at least.
Hell, I bet dad would be head over heels if he saw this, right…? The mind of the minx not exactly focused on that but rather a feeling of nostalgia as she looked herself over and felt herself a little bit reminded of her matriarch in both ensemble and the maturity, the vision of the vixen grew a little mistier as she remembered her parents because of that, and especially so the man who had at one time held her as the apple of her eye. No shortage of irony seeming to suffuse her soul as she stepped out onto the ward and saw rows of beds and curtains ready to be pulled about them as she did so, Lucy could only too clearly remember how her patriarch had pushed her to focus her mind on medicine instead of cornering and capturing criminals like she had always intended, and while neither of their intentions had wholly been captured in earnest like she had intended the emerald eyed enchantress still felt a knot of pride for doing as he wished. Or, more accurately in her current remit, doing as they both had wished.
He always wanted something like this for me, didn't he? Not here chasing down a change in career because she had gotten tired of all the baggage that came with life as an agent of the government but rather putting one time practice and perhaps a pretty face to good use in order to get to the bottom of something plaguing her current locale, the occasion had demanded maroon and white and a smile on her face, and frankly given what she had been through none of these which she wore right now were entirely disingenuous. Though, that being said, not all the perks of the job were wholly to her liking, unfortunately.
"Nurse?
I think it's time for my sponge bath?"
I think it's time for my sponge bath?"
“Right. Let me just…?” not about to lurch at a chance for a change in career in earnest when she had rotund and cabbage-fragranced figures expecting her to use her tender touch to offer some refreshment, while the dark dish did have some sympathy with the unfortunates who found themselves on a long and largely immobile stay in the hospital it had to be said that she was glad that destiny had steered her away from this choice of profession, because it was getting old fast.
The things I do for justice, hm~? Unfortunately matters of discretion meaning that for the moment Miss Roberts could ill afford to ignore such a request and jeopardise her cover, all she could do was let loose a breath to steady herself before scooping up a bowl and the aforementioned sponge and setting to work, all in the hope that this assignment would be finished sooner rather than later. After all, she could always keep the costume for other events, couldn't she~?
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