centre][b][color=fff200][h1]Niesha[/h1][/color][/b]
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[centre][b]location:[/b] Newman, infirmary[/centre]

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Niesha could actually feel herself shaking, with the anger this doctor sparked in her. [color=fff200]"Don't think you know me, Doctor. You're wrong. In this world, we are all family. And you don't have to like all your family members, but in this world, you have to save them, or you are no better then the dead. If you think otherwise, you've lost your humanity. So don't kid yourself, Doctor. You care whether someone lives or dies, or you wouldn't still be doing this. 

If I didn't care, I wouldn't be here. And neither would you"[/color]

As a man wheel his way over to her, she gave a soft laugh at what he said [color=fff200]"The people we care about are always worth the fight. Doctors are arrogant by nature, generally, and most refuse to believe they are wrong, even when you can point the evidence out to them that they are. You just simply have to be more stubborn then them."[/color]

Niesha did however move aside, but she didn't sit. She was more then ready to go to Sophie's side, if the other woman woke. Her first look in this place shouldn't be the grumpy doctor's face, but someone familiar. She watched with the careful eyes a biochemist should have, watching for even the smallest mistake. She just couldn't help herself. She had to say something. She was tired, and wanted to be able to help, not be uselessly standing on the side lines. [color=fff200]"Do you want the damn antibiotics or not? And Acetaminophen will keep a fever down if she has one, but I wouldn't recommend it. Using it may mask other dangerous symptoms, in case you haven't found that out yet. Fever can be good, when fighting bites"[/color] Niesha had learned that to her sorrow. Those she couldn't save still haunted her. They always would. 

She knew she probably shouldn't speak, but she didn't know what this doctor knew, and she had experiences that she had learned out on the road, with her people, and in the community, before...well before. She had this knowledge that she felt was important to share, felt it was required in case something happened. Now that there were others, that she was here, it seemed essential that she transfer what medical experiences she had had. And maybe they could get a step closer to figuring out how this happened. Once they did...they might be able to find a cure. She swayed slightly, her thoughts wondering along those lines, weary. She leaned against the wall, staring at Sophie.