Leah Fisher, from providence of Yukon.
That was how the girl introduced herself. Providence Yukon wasn’t a bad place, it wasn’t a ‘major’ providence in the sense that it wasn’t that famous compared to a lot of other providence but it was not a bad place. Dariana noticed the girl- Leah- eyes flicker from her to her ankle. This must be her first time wearing heels, Dariana realized. People from the lower caste rarely wear heels, after all they were either really expensive or the jobs they did couldn’t really be down in heels. Dariana crouched down and saw a bruised on the girl’s ankles. “It’s not proper to stress an injured ankle.” Dariana told the girl, “I’ll bring you an ice pack, please wait.” Dariana told the girl leaving to get an ice pack from one of the maids. The maids asked her if she was injured in anyway and Dariana shook her head, simply pleading for an ice pack and the maids gave her one. She went back to the girl- Leah was it? Yeah Leah and smiled when she was still there. She wrapped the ice pack around the girl gently and sighed.
“I’ve always wanted to be a doctor.” Dariana said randomly, standing up and brushing off any possible dirt from her dress. “My mother is one and she’s one of the best I know.” Dariana tuck a strand of her backwards, “Leah Fisher is it? Please don’t ever strain a twisted ankle, it could go from twisted to broken.” And you were technically one of my patients now, I don’t know how I would live if one patients weren’t treated properly, I would feel like a failure. Dariana thought but didn’t say it out loud. Her mom was a good doctor, all her patients healing effectively and that was the type of doctor Dariana wanted to be.
She wanted to be that and more, partly because she wanted to be remembered. She didn’t want to disappear before she got the chance to state who she was or know who she was. No, Dariana smiled internally. She knew who she was, Dariana was her mother’s daughter. That was Dariana, the daughter to her mother, living and breathing through a body that used to be her mother’s. Dariana was also her sister’s twin. She wondered how it would feel to be her father’s daughter tho, would that complete her? Is she already completed? Or would that ruin her and destroy her into pieces? That was a question that she wished to see answered.
Dariana blinked, realizing she had ignored the girl question about how did she feel about being here in order to treat her. “Oh my, I’m really sorry I didn’t hear you properly, you ask how do I feel to be here?” Dariana paused, hmmm how did she feel about being here? “I think I like it, but I also hate it. I don’t like the idea of being separated from my mother, she was one of the only ‘love’ I’ve ever known. But I like it because I want to meet someone again and because it is somewhat easier to do the things I like.” St@rve, it would be easier to st@rve and restrict and eat ‘healthy’ “Sorry if i’m oversharing, what about you? How do you feel about being here?”
@Jass - Leah