[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=a187be]Amy[/color] & [color=82ca9d]Danica[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/MCMQT1WixXnI4/giphy.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Altsoba Methodist Hospital ER
[b]Interacting With:[/b] The Walking Dead Aka [@Sohtem][hr][hr][/center]

	Danica, journalist extraordinaire or well blogger for bitches, stepped into the room as the doctor threatened to put a blade right through the eye of the woman she had helped into the hospital. Her brows furrowing a little as she got a quizzical look on her face. [color=82ca9d]"Whoa doc, I thought hospitals were supposed to put people back together, not dismember them,"[/color] she said quickly before grabbing her mid section and grunting a little bit.

	[color=a187be]"Yeah, well where do you think we get the spare parts from?"[/color] Amy quipped without evening thinking before turning her attention back to living dead girl. [color=a187be]"You were dead,"[/color] she stated flatly before her head cocked back to Danica and nodded a bit. [color=a187be]"She was dead. You know, that whole no pulse, heart has stopped beating, temperature was dripping below the mercury, let's call the funeral home because flowers and caskets need to be picked out. Open the gates of heaven because they have a new arrival. Call a priest for last rights. D. E. A. D.,"[/color] she said as she pulled out her cell phone and started thumbing through it as she took a step back from her [i]patient.[/i]

	[color=82ca9d]"Um.. Doc if that is true, then you still need a priest but might need it for an exorcism instead,"[/color] Danica spouted off as she took a step closer to Elizabeth. 

	[color=a187be]"What do you think I am googling? If her head starts spinning and she starts spitting out pea soup I quit,"[/color] Dr. Chang said as she continued to look at her phone. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Well, she ain't dead doc...,"[/color] Danica started before grunting again and perking a brow, taking a slow step back and grumbling under her breath. [color=82ca9d]"Are you?"[/color]

	Amy looked up from her phone and motioned towards where Elizabeth had been injured when she was brought in. She didn't bother saying anything else to the two as she kept scrolling through her phone. It was more than clear that the girl was healed, as if the wound had been washed away like make up after a bad horror flick scene, as if it has been nothing but liquid latex and red colored corn syrup but Amy knew that hadn't been the case, she had seen the wound. She had touched the torn flesh and the ripped skin. There had been a massive series of lacerations there, now the skin was as smooth and pure as if it was on a new born child. Taking a deep breath she looked up again as she slipped her phone into her pocket. 
	
	[color=a187be]"So, any cravings for brains, or blood, or just even a really rare steak? I need to know if I need to go to the morgue, the blood bank, or just the cafeteria for your evening meal."[/color]