|09:43 pm - St. Jude's Hospital|
Ariadne makes her way down the hospital hall, carrying a paper cup containing a pair of capsules.
Hearing an unfamiliar voice inside Room 172, she pauses in the doorway, regarding her patient and his visitor.
"Hi," she says with a smile. "Sorry to interrupt, but it's time for his medicine."
Mortal eyes see a woman in her twenties with a Mediterranean complexion and warm brown eyes, her black hair worn in a knot at the crown of her head. She's wearing a crisp white uniform and running shoes, a stethescope slung around her shoulders.
Fae eyes see a vivacious satyr, ivory-colored horns poking up through her raven-black hair. Her goat legs are covered with a pelt of silky black waves from her waist to her dainty black hooves. She's wearing a short dress of Chinese brocade, cut to enhance her curves, but leaving her legs free for easy movement.
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