Time for Recovery. (Open to all, I guess.)

Sora peaked her head out a bit, a little surprised that she would tell Sora this stuff.

Sora:. . . If I tell you the truth, promise not to tell anyone.

Sora: Okay. So, my family has a long line of healing people. And me and my brother, Jon, both inherited this power. Jon was a natural at it, and was seen as a prodigy. I was on the other end of the stick. My powers are a major drawback to me, as in I don't technically heal them. I actually take on the wound for myself. So, in my family, I'm a freak.

Sora: He, uh. . . I don't want to talk about it.

Sora: I-I-I can't. I just can't. . .

Sora:. . . Uh. . . How about we go shopping together in the future?

Sora: Uh. . . I'm not sure, actually. They haven't said anything yet.

OOC: How long do you intend to keep her here.

"Alright" Chloe said sitting back down. "What have you been doing here."

Sora: Sleeping, I guess. I haven't been here for that long, and I came here unconscious.

Sora: I don't mind being alone. It's not so bad once you get used to it.

OOC: what other rps do you intend for the infirmary

Sora: Infirmary stuff. Like medicine and stuff.

Sora: Uh, yeah. . . Ha. . .

Sora: I don't know. I'm pretty sure they are busy with stuff right now, and have to do that.

Sora: Maybe. I was out for most of yesterday and today, so they could have come by while I was asleep.