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The Trouble with Zenobia — Incomplete IC Threads

The Trouble with Zenobia September 20, 1876
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Roland's interactions with Zenobia come to a Head.

A good person is like a good gun: Reliable to the Last.

Posted Mar 20, 2023 at 4:30 PM

It seemed the full weight of the investigation would not drop upon this moment like an anvil from a second-story window.

Roland was glad of that much.  Zenobia didn't need to deal with it atop her grievous injury, and they could use more time to sew their story together.  He worried about what conversations had led to the incident in the street.  What had she said to her father, and who had overheard?  Did anyone exist who could confidently and firmly contradict the lies he'd hastily invented?

Or were they going to be able to pull it off, and whitewash the affair sufficiently to come out clean on the other side?

The chance seemed slim, but so long as there was a chance, he'd cling to it.

The issue of the doctor surfaced again, and Roland sighed.  Experience was worth a lot, but there was surely a reason for all those books that Doctors studied, and all the cadavers they cut open at university.  It couldn't hurt to have that knowledge on hand to help Zenobia further.

"Miss," he said to the big black lady, "maybe we should let the doctor come and see what you've managed to do here.  He might learn something."

He offered a weak smile.  A barely-there smile.  The moment wouldn't allow for more mirth than that.

 

 

@[Javia]

Wayfarer

@[Charlie Wentworth]

@[Open]

Gunsmith
Role
Primary
Nickname
'Ro'
Birthdate
1/15/35
Height
6'2
Hair
Light Brown
Eyes
Caramel
Playby
Jeremy Irons
Played By

5'6
Posted Mar 21, 2023 at 9:45 AM

"Miss," he said to the big black lady, "maybe we should let the doctor come and see what you've managed to do here. He might learn something."

"It's Missus!" she huffed, hands on hips, but then looking down at the sad looking man, heaved a sigh "But all right, Mr Smith, she's your fiancé, you want the doctor, I'll go get you the doctor. But don't you think you're foolin' me with your 'might learn something' flattery!"

She put her head out of the door.

"Jemima! Go fetch Doctor Danforth. Tell him Mr Smith's payin'!"

Another thought struck her, something Arabella had told her about Jemima's crush on the medical man with the soothing hands and the warm bedside manner, and she shouted down the corridor after the simian girl:

"And don't be botherin' him about your abscess, bring him over here direct!"

Bongo

 

Mrs
Role
Secondary
Nickname
Arabella calls her
Birthdate
12/29/1824
Height
5'6
Hair
Black with some silver
Eyes
Brown
Playby
Lillian Randolph
Played By


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