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Post by archenstone on Aug 26, 2009 21:26:37 GMT -5
Asharra sat down after making her rounds through the infirmary. The late night shift was slightly tiring but getting up in the predawn hours for her second shift was down right exhausting. She was determined though, she did not want to have to ask that young journeyman for a different shift! She might be old but she wasn't going to act like it! All those years of birthing at all hours paid off for her. She knew how to go to sleep with out tossing or turning. Many in the infirmary were asleep now.
Since the infirmary was quiet she opened one of her books. Inside was information on previous diseases. Descriptions of symptoms, lifespans, treatments and any additional information was written in this book. The ferocity of this flu-like virus was unsettling but almost familiar...if only she could find something like in this book. Maybe there would be a way to lower the death toll for this. The book also contained information on how vaccines where made but Asharra never had to create one. In fact the process hadn't been required in her lifetime and when I had been made....it was using the antibodies of runner.
As Asharra pored over the information within she kept her ears open for anyone needing her assistance.
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