[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=c4df9b]Priscilla Harker[/color][/b][/i][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=c4df9b][b]Location:[/b][/color] Qasr El Nil Barracks (Infirmary)
[b][color=c4df9b]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A
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	[color=c4df9b]“Hmmm?”[/color] Mosi made a questioning sound as she looked over at Nora as the woman spoke to her. She seemed quite dissatisfied with something which baffled the American for a moment until she finally heard everything that Nora told her.[color=c4df9b]” Ohhh...”[/color] She added another sound of surprise and started chuckling at it. It was a rather mild chuckle, nothing too loud or bombastic, but enough to notice her amusement of the topic.

	[color=c4df9b]“My death...”[/color] She started, forcing herself to stop chuckling.[color=c4df9b]” My death will probably be painful, grotesque and more likely than not at a place or situation where the news of it will take time to spread if at all. People speaking coldly of my death? I'd be rather fine with it, I simply don't care. I'm also not afraid of death. In manner of fact, once I die, I will have an answer to the question of what's after death, is that not a good thing? Death should be celebrated, not lamented and feared!”[/color] Mosi snickered.

	She looked at the doctor treating Mahendra and then about the place.[color=c4df9b]” Don't worry Mehendra! Scars will make people think twice before messing with ya, it's a good thing!”[/color] She called to cheer up the man![color=c4df9b]” We can also get some tattoos later for additional encouragement! SOLDIER ON!”[/color]