[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=97e23b]Bartholomew Rosecliff[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.imgur.com/GxId9ub.jpg[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Ville au Camp (Main House) -  Carnival Setup
[b]Skills: Healing[/b][/center][hr]
	Bart nodded at The Hat's command, and knelt down next to Jonesy, "[color=97e23b]Let me take a look.[/color]" He said, inspecting his leg. He still didn't like gore or blood at all, and his head was dizzy at the sight, but he had a job to do, and if he did it right, it'd be gone soon. Laying his hands on the wound, he felt that familiar tingle in the back of his mind as the wound started to stitch itself back together. It was slow at first, and Bart just sat there, trying to focus his eyes on anything other than the gash into her leg. He quietly said, "[color=97e23b]Shouldn't be long now, just hold still for me, okay?[/color]" The tingle in the back of his mind started to die off as the leg finally finished healing, leaving only a small scar on the leg.

	"[color=97e23b]There we go.[/color]" He said, finally taking his hands off the man, and turning to face Ben. "[color=97e23b]And I'm Bartholomew Rosecliff, MD.[/color]" He said jokingly with a smile. Seeing that things had calmed down, he snapped his fingers and said, "Oh!" and reached into his pockets, pulling out the wooden pegs. "[color=97e23b]I almost forgot, right before the wheel came down, I found these on the ground.[/color]" He explained. "[color=97e23b]Do you recognize them?[/color]" He asked. If he had to guess, these were part of whatever was supposed to hold the wheel together, but that didn't sound right to him, wooden pegs holding together a massive Ferris Wheel like that. It was probably nothing, but it would be remiss of him not to ask anything, given the circumstances.