59th of Winter, 513 AV
Sayani walked towards her workplace, not as quickly as other doctors that passed by her, but also not exactly slow. She had been called earlier than usual, and while she didn't mind to work overtime, she wouldn't hurry up. No one would die simply because she didn't get there five chimes earlier, so there was no use on running.
When she entered the white room, Sayani made her way to the staff area, not even looking at the faces on her way. She was a doctor, but there was little care for the patients and their parents' feelings in her heart. No, she was a doctor to discover, to find out things she couldn't otherwise. And that was the sole reason she was in the Place of Purging. Not to say sweet words to weak people.
The Symenestra took her clothes off, replacing them by the uniform. It wasn't really a uniform, but she liked to call it that way, since it was a cloth that could be stained by blood and dirtied by whatever her work demanded. After that, she tied her hair up, before dividing it into three sections and braiding it. She hated to tie her hair, and braids were even worse for her, but in a work where she had to examine people up close, and sometimes treat gruesome wounds, a loose hair would only make things more difficult. After the braid was done, she twisted it around itself, until she had a very tight bun, which she held in place with a hairpin. While Sayani felt almost ridiculous like this, it was still the best option. Hair firmly in place, with no way of getting in the way. In a certain way, this was perfect.
Washing her hands thoroughly, Sayani finally looked at the door that would take her to the Symenestra wing of the Place of Purging. The real work began now.
Sayani walked towards her workplace, not as quickly as other doctors that passed by her, but also not exactly slow. She had been called earlier than usual, and while she didn't mind to work overtime, she wouldn't hurry up. No one would die simply because she didn't get there five chimes earlier, so there was no use on running.
When she entered the white room, Sayani made her way to the staff area, not even looking at the faces on her way. She was a doctor, but there was little care for the patients and their parents' feelings in her heart. No, she was a doctor to discover, to find out things she couldn't otherwise. And that was the sole reason she was in the Place of Purging. Not to say sweet words to weak people.
The Symenestra took her clothes off, replacing them by the uniform. It wasn't really a uniform, but she liked to call it that way, since it was a cloth that could be stained by blood and dirtied by whatever her work demanded. After that, she tied her hair up, before dividing it into three sections and braiding it. She hated to tie her hair, and braids were even worse for her, but in a work where she had to examine people up close, and sometimes treat gruesome wounds, a loose hair would only make things more difficult. After the braid was done, she twisted it around itself, until she had a very tight bun, which she held in place with a hairpin. While Sayani felt almost ridiculous like this, it was still the best option. Hair firmly in place, with no way of getting in the way. In a certain way, this was perfect.
Washing her hands thoroughly, Sayani finally looked at the door that would take her to the Symenestra wing of the Place of Purging. The real work began now.