Infirmary

@Allydia Misthaven Aysel held up a hand as she waved to the toehr as the door was rushed to be opened a bit. "I am sorry that I have to bring you more paperwork, but this is the only official way that my idea can get done is if there is paperwork and it is in actual writing," She answered as she nodded to her other. She entered her office as she slipped around her. She did feel sorry about bringing the other more paperwork but that was part of her job. "So, my idea is that the school for a long time hasn't had first aid stations around the school, and that isn't good for anyone. Students spar a lot and sometimes their injuries are worse than what they should be because a healer wasn't nearby nor could they get to them to the infirmary quick enough," She answered as she outstretched her hands to the other.

"I think that we need these stations so that injuries and accidents can be handled quickly and injuries can be stabilized well enough before a healer can get to the student or injured individual. It also frees up healers time to tend to more pressing injuries and patients if small injuries could be handled then and there," Aysel explained with a nod as she looked at Allydia. "What do you think?" She asked

@Aysel Eir It felt very much like the job was nothing but paperwork to Allydia as she sat behind the large oak desk in her office; every visible surface covered with leaflets, books, parchments and scrolls. There seemed to be no end to the literature with everything from advertisements, ledgers, and complaints from concerned family members strewn about the area. It was both infuriating and intimidating to the blonde as she glared at it all from her chair, mentally picturing it all going up in flames and ash in an instant. As a woman of action, she absolutely hated everything about the bureaucracy of her position with every fiber of her being and yet at the same time felt as if she were drowning in it. 'I am not a bloody diplomat.' She thought as she picked up the nearest page and lit it on fire through her fingertips, only to snuff it out at the knock to her door.

With a grateful grin on her pale features, she practically leapt out of the chair and ran to the door to open it. "As it turns out, I have a ton of time as long as it isn't about-" she paused as she opened the door, blue eyes moving from the face of the woman on the other side to the folder in her hands. Allydia's face fell and her shoulders slumped slightly at the sight of it but she stepped aside anyway and gestured the healer to enter. "Paperwork." A small sigh escaped her lips as she ran a hand over the intricate braids which held her golden locks in place. "What is it I can do for you?"

@Allydia Misthaven Aysel exited the infirmary as she was carrying a folder in her arms. She had been making this proposal for an idea for a while that would benefit the school greatly as a whole. She had noticed that the school lacked first aid carts or small stations around classrooms, hallways, sparring areas, and the like if a healer or student couldn't make it the infirmary. Plus, if there was no healer around capable then they could administer first aid right there until they could get the individual to the infirmary where a healer would certainly be around. She walked down the hallway, black wedges silently clacking along the way as her black tights clung to her small frame. She brushed off some pleated navy hanbok skirt with a matching navy slightly cropped top with a shimmering white bow to keep it snug against her body. Her sleeve rested right at her wrists, sometimes covering her hands a bit at times. She would usually put them back if she was working. She brushed some of her hair behind her shoulder as she came upon the headmistress's office.

She paused for a moment, glancing down at her folder of the proposal that she knew that the school had needed. She bit her lip thinking for just a moment to turn around and go hide back in her safe heaven of swabs, cotton balls, and somewhat comfortable patient beds. But, no. She came here for a reason and she wasn't going to chicken out now. She raised up her hand as she gently knocked on the women's door. "Excuse me, Headmistress Misthaven. This is healer Aysel Eir, do you have a moment?" She asked after lowering her arm after knocking. "If you don't, then we could schedule a time that you do? I just want to propose something to you," She continued as she stopped speaking so that other could respond if she had time to speak with her or not.