That Should Be Simple

Writers: Cali, Elaine
Date Posted: 25th January 2006

Characters: B'vin, O'rian
Description: B'vin goes to try and get his salve refilled.
Location: Dolphin Cove Weyr
Date: month 9, day 27 of Turn 3

B'vin had waited long enough. When he had entered the infirmary, the waiting area had been empty. He had thought that meant he would be in and out in a matter of moments; but no one came. Finally a healer passed the open door and noticed him, believing he could finally get some attention he stood up, but he healer only told him it would be a minute and continued on his way. A minute had turned into at least fifteen and B'vin had had it. He saw another healer start to pass the door and before he had a chance to escape B'vin jumped up and barked, "Hey!"

"Whoa there!" Odarian replied. He was nearly bowled over by a rider.
"You can really scare people doing that. do you need some help?"

"Well I wouldn't be in here if I didn't." B'vin exclaimed, annoyed at the young man's question. "I shouldn't have to wait forever like this, I could have had a serious issue!"

He was oblivious to how long B'vin really _had_ been waiting
**Patients have no concept of time** so a little annoyance crept into his voice for his reply. "Well come this way then," Odarian said, motioning his head to an area.

B'vin didn't want to be stuck in another waiting area where he would most likely just be ignored. "I don't need to be seen by a healer." he said, refusing to follow the apprentice, "I just need my salve refilled."

"Oh!" Odarian replied. "That should be simple. do you have the old bottle?"

"No, it's empty." B'vin stated in a obvious tone.

"I'll have to look up what you had. It'll take a moment," Odarian said as he began to walk away. "don't worry, I'll come back B'vin."

**He'd better.** was his disgruntled thought as the appentice left his view.

Odarian made sure to hurry back. **Why am I getting all the annoyed ones lately.** He quickly found the record, and the notation for what B'vin had. Unfortunately it took him a while to find the exact salve that he had been using.

"That was longer than a moment." he said as the healer came back into the room. B'vin's scars were really starting to itch, and he wanted nothing more than to just get his salve and get out of there so he could apply it and get some relief.

"Well, here it is, sorry, your formula was running low and i had to dig around," Odarian said, giving B'vin the container.

Dubious as to the apprentices reliability, B'vin undid the lid and gave the salve a sniff. "Smells right, are you sure it's the same stuff though?"

"Well, its what your file said you had. If you still have the bottle in your weyr you can compare the labels," Odarian said. There wasn't much more he could do to assure it was the correct salve.

"Fine," B'vin huffed. This apprentice had an attitude he didn't appreciate. "We're done, right."

"Yes I believe we are B'vin," Odarian said. "I won't keep you any longer." With that Odarian returned to the task that B'vin had interrupted him from.

Last updated on the January 26th 2006

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