the green haired man right in front of her.
She brought the brim of the glass to her lips, tasting what heโd prepare for her, unable to hide a subtle hum of approval.
โWhat is it that Iโm drinking exactly?โ
โExperimentationโs my forte.โ
The woman spoke, gloved fingers reaching for the glass and giving it a swirl โ observing the drink as she brought it close.
โThough, our definitions of experimentation vastly differ. Mine are โฆ way more grim. Yours seem the pleasant kind. &.
with various liquids and small solids, the preparation is done as the glass is filled with a pale colored beverage, garnished with a seasoning on the brim.
โ Here we go. Not particularly what you asked for, but I figured you would be open to a bit of experimentation.~ โ
I doubt anyone has ever told you to โmake it stop hurtingโ, Argos.โ
Eyes glanced up at the man, conversation flowing easily around him. A native in this city, itโd be difficult for Firtho not to get accustomed with one of the chattiest people in existence โ &.
a heavy headcanon, oc leaning portrayal of silver palace's doctor, firtho. literate &. banter, mirroring detail. mature themes corresponding to the character's nature. minor muns dni.
Character Title Page | Firtho (Doctor)
โโ The Medical Lancet โโ
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"Dispensing drugs, performing surgeries, chemical analysis, forensics... I'm the only person in this city who meets all your needs, no?"
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A reliable examiner, a doctor, and a close friend.
She lives alongside death day after day, performing dissections and autopsies, bearing witness to the final testimonies of the deceased.
Cares not for pity, debts of gratitude, nor farewells.
โโLife is but a fleeting tide upon the river of the departed.
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Clearing her throat, the womanโs seated in front of @ArgosGaze โ if not her presence itself, then the clanking of metal falling on the floor (the surgical scissors she had tied her hair up with) must have definitely drawn the bartenderโs attention. &.
A quiet evening at the bar, the music accompanying lively chattering, all background noise for the doctor ending a busy day.
Eyes skipped through the bottles of alcohol behind the counter of display, Firtho faintly shaking her head. &.
Firtho, an experienced doctor found at the Corner Clinic. Some still insist on calling her Miss Mortis.
๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ฌ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ง ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ.
๐๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ฑ๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ฐ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ญ๐๐ค๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ .