tushanshu_logs | and the air was full [April, catchall, OPEN]

Characters: Raine Sage, OPEN
Date: April, various
Location: Healers' Guild, apartment, sky, other
Situation: a variety! This is definitely your stop for Raine at the Healers' Guild, for sure. Others tba.
Warnings/Rating: None currently; will update as that changes.

A | Healers' Guild | open

Raine, most days of the week, can be found at the Healers' Guild, though rarely at the front desk. Any of the multiple kedan who volunteer or heal here will be happy to point visitors toward Raine's office, however, especially if they have an appointment; even those not strictly looking for Raine will be pointed her way if they express they want to help around the Guild.

Raine can also occasionally be found in the halls, or simply passing through the main entryway, though she will appear somewhat distracted and may take a moment to focus on someone talking to her.

B | errands, out and about -- any sector OR outside Milyn's clinic | open

Basket in one hand, staff in the other, Raine isn't an uncommon sight in markets, or especially in the streets of the Water Sector. She walks quickly, like she's on a mission, but she can't help but turn her steps in Water toward Milyn's clinic.

She doesn't go in, but she stands across the street for a long time, a distantly troubled expression on her face.

C-1 | Hatal, Lorn Level | open

Raine's been spending some more time in Hatal, lately, but this-- this startles her. A group of Kin'nal are experimenting with something she recognizes-- a strange vehicle that looks somewhere between a motorcycle and a butterfly or dragon, and a small pack. "Excuse me," Raine says, hardly able to believe she's saying it. "I-- believe those are mine."

Anyone in the vicinity will shortly thereafter be witness to a peculiar sight, as Raine takes the pack and runs her hands over it. Yes, there are her initials, graven besides the silhouette of a wing. She manipulates it just so, and the entire vehicle vanishes into it, in a curious sliding of matter. Raine lets out a sigh of relief. "Thank you," she tells the Kin'nal, who are more or less happy to let her take it, though she does insist on giving them some recompense.

She doesn't know what her rheaird is doing here, but it's a stroke of luck.

C-2 | skies over Keeliai | open to those with flight capabilities

Raine wastes no time in making sure it works as it should, and anyone in the sky or even looking up at the right time may catch sight of her. It works like a charm, and she handles it with the ease of practice as she skims over the city, mindful of the safe distance. She likes flying, a great deal more than she likes anything to do with swimming, and the rheaird is a small-impact piece of magitechnology, one that doesn't put an undue drain on her environment.

She indulges herself with a loop, when she thinks no one could possibly see.

D | apartment, Earth sector | Solomon

It's one of those days when Raine comes home after Solomon; she announces her return with a quiet "I'm home" from the door, and sets about putting her things away. Her jacket gets hung by the door, since things are warming and she really doesn't need it indoors, her staff leans next to it, and she idly orients on Solomon's mana -- his study, unsurprising -- and heads that way, turning the day over in her head as she does.

"Some days, I wonder about the wisdom of working in the Water sector," she says wryly, half to herself though it's aloud, and she leans in the doorway. Open, so he isn't involved in something he'd mind being interrupted. "How did your day go?"

[ooc: feel free to tag in to any one of these, or, if none suit, shoot me a pm or a pp at

makaricrow and we can work something out! I'd love new CR as well as old.]

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"Professor Sage... You still with us?"

Fletch waves a hand in front of the mage, trying to get her attention in one of the halls. He has a pile of files under one arm, and looks like he has something to say.

Fletch doesn't read as a threat, and he's someone Raine's well familiar with by now. It's for this reason it takes Raine a moment to notice him. When she does she stops, and shakes herself, and makes herself focus on Fletch, pulling her mind from her thoughts to the here and now.

"Yes-- my apologies. What did you need?"

"Uh, you asked me for some input on the guild's organisation. I was just wondering if you had a moment to go over them."

"Oh-- yes, of course." Raine well remembers asking him about that, when he first arrived, and this is good to hear, that he has some thoughts. "Certainly, I can make some time." Especially for things which will in the long run benefit the Guild and its running.

Raine nods down the hall, in the direction she was initially going. "Walk with me?" she says. "What did you have in mind?"

And Fletch easily falls into step with Raine. This reminded him of so many conversations with Serena.

"Well, I've been going over the books, time booked, patients looked after, and all that, and I've come to one conclusion." He looks up at Raine.

"You do too much."

Raine misses a step, but keeps walking, raising her eyebrows back at Fletcher. She's been told she needs a hobby, before, but this is new.

She is aware of the concept of delegation, but now that he mentions it, she supposes she doesn't use it all that much. "If that is the case," she says, neutral, "what would you suggest?"

Doesn't use it at all, is Fletch's opinion.

The nurse keeps his own expression neutral as he replies. "Use me. I've been managing AAU for about a year, and that's the second-busiest ward in Holby." Considering they were the dumping ground for anything that didn't need Intensive Care, but was urgent enough they couldn't go to Keller ward immediately. "Nurses, where I come from, are in charge of making sure the doctors, surgeons and consultants don't go insane from having to do everything themselves." He shifts the files to under one arm. "We run the tests, prep patients for theatre and treatment, organise scans, more or less everything."

She remembers to use it now and again. ...Sometimes.

"In other words, you'd like to do the same thing here." Raine considers. It makes sense, this proposition, and she won't deny that it would be nice to free up some extra time for her other studies, her research. Some of those things have rather fallen by the wayside in favor of making sure the Guild runs as well as it can. "The only concern I have is that I'd still like to be apprised of the day-to-day business of the Guild. As helpful as it would be to have you handle much of what you describe, I'd worry about losing touch with some aspects." It isn't a rejection; it's just thoughtful, hoping to see what Fletch will suggest.

Especially since there's always the risk that she may vanish. She's tried to keep a good log for anyone who may come after her, and presumably not every healer in the Guild will vanish at once, but-- redundancy may be useful, in this case.

"I'll give you a daily update, if you want." Fletch offers. "We used to have team meetings with Serena and the other consultants to make sure they knew what was going on. Keeping management appraised is something I'm used to."

In the NHS, paperwork is everything.

There's another span of a little silence while Raine thinks about it. It's tempting from a number of standpoints, and Fletch makes a good argument. Then, it comes down to if she trusts him to run all he's specified, and if she herself can put down a little of the need to do everything herself.

"All right," she says finally, with a decisive nod. Fletch has had good practice thus far, and she has had multiple reminders that she needs to do less. "Here-- come with me to my office. We can formalize exactly what you'll be handling. I'd like that daily update, and I'd like to consider this a trial run at first, but generally, I don't see a problem with you taking over several aspects."

"Good. You won't regret this." Fletch remarks, grinning, looking like a salesman who has just scored the deal of a century. "And, yeah, sure. I'll make sure a report's on your desk by 10am every morning. Who we've seen, who we haven't, what we've done, all that stuff."

That remains to be seen. Raine raises her eyebrows at him, dubious mostly because she's heard 'you won't regret this' before and it's always a phrase that makes her skeptical, but Fletch does know what he's doing. "All right," she says again. "I'm sure I'll be able to find you if I have questions. More data in those reports will be better at first, but we can prune as necessary as we go along." In the interests of maximum efficiency, of course.

"Sure. I'll make sure you know everything that's going on in this place." Fletch beams.

"Good." Raine nods sharply. "Thank you, Fletch."

It remains to be seen how well it will work -- that's what the practical experimentation is for -- but she's optimistic about it, given Fletch's reliability to this point.

and the air was full [April, catchall, OPEN]

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