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[right][sub]Locations: Guesthouse -> Sorian Park
Interactions: Charlotte [@princess], Lorenzo [@FunnyGuy], Ruby [@SausagePat][/sub][/right][hr][/center]
For a long long time that is '30 minutes ago', the good Varian doctor was in a state of personal hell, or 'heck' he would call it. He was sleepy. He found himself dozing off on his arms multiple times, only to jolt back up when that innate sense of danger kicked in that told him he'd smash his face somewhere. Keeping himself busy was no excuse anymore, the only task there was waiting for Thea. He'd read books on normal days, but each line of text was a cradle, each chapter a lullaby. He'd collapse before he even knew it. Screw hellfire, he'd rather burn for a good night's sleep. 

The knock on the door finally came, and John's response had never been faster. He wanted not just to get this over with and he could occupy himself outside, but that it had also been a while since he did this checkup with her. However, it wasn't Thea. It was the Smithwood servant he sent earlier instead, along with another similarly dressed individual, presumably also a servant for the Smithwoods. Upon seeing the doctor's tired face emerge from behind the door, both ladies glanced at each other nervously.

"Dr. Williamson?" John merely nodded this time. "...We're sorry but your appointment with Lady Thea would have to be postponed."

...

[color=5486ae]"...Will have to what?"[/color] His voice was rather neutral. Both servants weren't sure if he was being rhetorical or not. The servant that spoke up, the same one he sent to Thea, looked over to the other one, expecting something. 

"S-She said you need not worry about her, and that she'll come to you later." The other servant stuttered. Both of them could hear the gust of air blowing after that statement. This just meant 'never', doesn't it?

"Uhh, Dr. Williamson?" One of the servant called out to John, waving her hands in front of the doctor after a rather lengthy silence. "Are you alright? Do you have any questions for us?" 

His eyes nearly rolled out of his head before his usual casual friendliness that both the servants came to knew him for returned. 
[color=5486ae]"I'm alright, thank you. I have a couple of questions, actually."[/color] Both servants nodded. [color=5486ae]"You two saw Thea earlier. What does she look like?"[/color]

"What does she look like?" They pondered the question. Considering it was from a doctor, "She was...unsteady, one would say. She almost fell." the servant replied.

[color=5486ae]"Does she look exhausted?"[/color] 

"I'm not sure, I don't think so. She is still going around by herself." 

John gave yet another sigh. [color=5486ae]"Hmm, okay. One last question."[/color] His voice was still quite amicable. [color=5486ae]"Do you see anything on her arms and legs?"[/color]

"Umm...no?" The servants replied in confusion. "Why do you need to know that?"

[color=5486ae]"Oh good. Don't worry about it~. I just wanna make sure she won't be [b]DEAD[/b] in the next few days."[/color] The doctor replied with a very appreciative smile on his face. [color=5486ae]"Thank you you two, have a great rest of your day."[/color]

The door was then slammed shut.[hr]
Well, so at least she'll be fine for now. But that still did not alleviate John's annoyance much. In a way, it's kinda sad. Through some insider's information, he knew a little bit of her situation. And he'd be honest, it's fucked up. Not even just a lost father, but a claustrophobic and molded family situation. Give anyone a poor and homeless childhood anytime, but not a dysfunctional one. Now her father's gone, her mother's been focusing on her own happiness, her brother...well who knows what her brother had been up to. And a fiance that if he were to guess out of so many typical stories, she didn't get to pick. Who was genuinely there for her really?

John pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head. He was too tired to be mulling over this nonsense. He wanted to get out for once and actually get to enjoy things for a bit. It's a beautiful day, and he's in one of the best cities of Caesonia. And thus he got himself dressed, though not too differently from what he wore at the ball the day before [url=https://candicehern.com/WP/wp-content/uploads/2018/09/cp1809-945b.jpg]just with different colors[/url]. A man always on duty, like usual.

The morning newspapers were full of nonsense, but the events section does give quite a bit of activities for him to decide. As much as the interesting stuffs like the Self-Defense basics or the Hat Shop, the doctor was hungry. And that wouldn't sit. He'd have something in his stomach and no one would stop him. 'Pancakes at the Park.' Which is the reason why he didn't hesitate when he read that bullet point. With only half an hour left for this pancake event, he went straight for the waiting line, ignoring everyone if they weren't also waiting for their turn. 

[color=5486ae]"Ah yes, YES."[/color] Like a couple of individuals around here, John wasn't the only one excited for the waffles. He didn't even bother sitting down or finding a seat, but would have his ticket back to heaven as he walked. Soon, some colors returned to his face and irritations began to evaporate. It was then that he began to recognize some of the park-goers here. It was very much difficult not to.

[color=5486ae]"Hello again, Duke Vikena."[/color] John gave the duke a two-fingered salute rather than the bow that he would to other nobles. [color=5486ae]"Food really does blind us eh?"[/color] He said, jabbing subtly and lightheartedly at both the duke and himself, who were until a moment ago were quite hypnotized. [color=5486ae]"Nice to see you, Lady Charlotte. You as well, miss."[/color]