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But while she looks for a name tag, he shakes his hips as they finnally get to hte bottom floor "You had me down twenty-one to zip
Smile of Judas on your lip
Shake my fist, knock on wood
I've got it bad, and I got it good

Doctor Doctor, gimme the news I've got a
Bad case of lovin' you
No pill's gonna cure my ill I got a
Bad case of lovin' you!"

The other intern is doing the butter churn...

the more dour one catches her feet moving and GLARES at them...

"Run" Bachdion whisperrs as the door opens to August" That is, let's get out of here"

August escorts the gurney out to the waiting transportation.

ESCAPEE!

Coradel is holding . Feels like she's been staring at the sign that says DO YOU WANT TO DONATE BLOOD? forever.. .and she can't help but notice someone has written in marker under that "me neither"

She's been alternating between watching the door for their arrival (Hurry, hurry....) and imagining riding a jumping course with Samson, envisioning ever single move, twist, shift....

And now...they're coming! Finally!

She gets the engine started and hits the control to open the door.

August calmly, steadily, guides the table forward to the van, and moves to help lift the gurney in.

They get the girl in "How did it go out here?"

"Fine, glad you're back, can we go?" She sounds a bit forced in her upbeat-ness. Tense.

August settles in back with Rachel.

"Yes yes.." Bachdion says getting in as well "August, hold the IV steady" As the doors close

August does.

Coradel doesn't burn rubber as they move, but she also isn't exactly slow about it, either. The sooner she can put distance between them and the hospital, she feels, the better.

TXT to Coradel: Stop soonest safe space.

A tangible relief as they make distance from the parking lot of the gray building

"That place was as imaginative as a hollywood franchise reboot " Bachdion grumbles

After a little bit, Coradel pulls over. They're at a location with a bit of a view, and the Arch is clearly visible. "This good?" she asks.

"Sir?" August asks.

"Sounds as good here as anywhere. Are we all going then?"

Coradel parks and sets the brake. Then she moves to get in back with them. "I told the Countess there would be only two arriving. I don't want to burden her when she's doing us this favor, and I don't want to tax your abilities, Teacher-Mine."

"I will go, if it is easier." August volunteers.

"I'll send rachel and whoever.. me, the baroness, or the baron, just let me know...Acttually..." He kens Coradel

"Coradel, you sure you don't want to ggo with August? It looks like you had a gray encounter? "

"I'm fine," she says with a smile that isn't particularly convincing. "But if you can do it, fine, we'll all go."

"Bachdion, care for your mistress." August orders. "Send Rachel, and myself, if you can. In that order."

She glares at August...but there's not much oomph behind it. An irritated sound. "Fine. As the Baron said, Teacher-Mine. Send him with her."

"Yes, my lieges" He innclines his head taking a bit of dross and crumbles it, annointing Rachel and August reciting

"Le jour pousse la nuit,
Et la nuit sombre
Pousse le jour qui luit
D’une obscure ombre.

Mais la fièvre d’amours
Qui me tourmente,
Demeure en moy tousjours,
Et ne s’alente.

Ce n’estoit pas moy, Dieu,
Qu’il falloit poindre,
Ta fleche en autre lieu
Se devoit joindre."

And away August and Rachel go!

Coradel frowns. "Not worth it to keep arguing when she's about to die," she mutters.

"No, it's not. " A smile at something "We both know if you'e truly offended you'll have him make it up to you"

She gives him a look. "Yes, but you needn't look smug about it." That little petulant pout that she doesn't particularly mean.

Then with a sigh, she hands him the keys. "You take a turn. This thing is not at all pleasant to drive."

" I will" And he kisses her cheek, letting a bit of glamour disolve just a bit of the tempoary glamour she acrued

She strokes his cheek. "Thank you, Teacher-Mine. And...well done." She takes the passenger seat. "Hmm...we'll have to find a place to ditch the gurney."

"Ugh. I think I'll have it mailed back" Dryly, "Shipped or something. Maybe I can flicker flash it later?"

She nods. "Just drop it in the parking lot. I doubt anybody will care much about how it got there."

A deep breath. "It must have been bad in there."

They do, and leave it... "Coradel, I swear to you I Haven't seen a place that grim in years"

She scowls as they get close again, more from distaste than the actual chill of it. "Then let's make sure that we never need to return to it. And I'll find a way for the Duke and Duchess to be told just how bad it is in there. They need to send some sort of help."

"Do you want to stop at the Duke and Duchess' freehold instead of heading home?"

"Oh, I don't think they'd take it at all kindly if I shoved it in their face directly. I wouldn't mind if they'd take it out of me in a duel, but they're more likely to send me something like another Hume to manage. No, we'd best go and put distance between ourselves and what happened here. I'll find other channels to get the information about the hospital to them."

"And here I thought you and Hume were getting along better" A chuckle

And they drive

Soon, they've switched vehicles, van dropped off, car from hotel (ALong with some luggage)

"We are," she allows. "That doesn't mean that the manner of his placement stings any less."