Barboneia wrote:Ava Ire wrote:Omad bit his fingers.
"Oh. Awfully sorry. A-anyways, she appears to have a deathly pulmonary infection...." He knelt down to Ava. "Miss, may I run a diagnostic? It'll only take a brief minute, and you don't even have to get up from your seat."
Ava's brows furrowed. She looked at Dominic worriedly, before nodding in approval. Omad smiled, and went off towards the large black bag that he was carrying. He seemed to be mumbling something as he perused through it.
"D-Deathly?" Dom looked worried. He sat back down in his seat, rubbing his head. "Oh no... Oh no..."
Omadin came back carrying a small, cylindrical device. Wearing gloves and a mask, he held out Ava's arm and moved the device over her skin. Ava winced slightly, as Omad ran it down to her wrist. The device flashed red.
Omad stopped. He picked up the device and read the results.
"Oh....oh heavens. White Star..." His face turned pale, eyes widening in terror. "Oh White Star!" He stepped back, his eyes darting from Ava to Dominic. "Oh god..." He uttered, speechless.




