~ thirty-eighth fairy tale

[too_fairytale]

[Lunar Festival? What Lunar Festival? What world boss rising out of the duck pond? Amy's laid up in bed, feeling ill and cranky and faintly miserable. Today is apparently a day she gets to suffer through the phantom effects of her real body's pregnancy back home. Either that, or she's got food poisoning]

Heeeeeey, castle. Do you have a good remedy for an upset stomach? Rory knows his stuff, but it's only Earth medicine, and I am really open to alternatives right now.

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[atadiscoverer]

Well, that depends. What type of upset stomach?

[too_fairytale]

The queasy, nauseous kind.

[atadiscoverer]

You know what's causing it? Ate any odd foods?

[Carson's sounding concerned. We Scots have to look out for one another, aye?]

[too_fairytale]

[Aye. But... this is a really weird situation... and not one she really wants out for everyone to see]

Um--are you an actual medical doctor? I'm not trying to be insulting, it's just--I don't think the Doctor is.

[atadiscoverer]

Aye, I am. Dr. Carson Beckett. Surgeon and General Practitioneering. No offense taken, love.

[too_fairytale]

[she'll just be filtering this from here on out, then]

[Carson]

Okay. To answer your question... the short answer is, I think it's morning sickness.

[atadiscoverer]

[And Carson responds using the filter]

Morning sickness? You taken a test?

[Filter forever]

[too_fairytale]

No, I--I know I'm pregnant. I'm just not pregnant here. ...I bet that doesn't make any sense.

[ofhope]

I could try.

[too_fairytale]

With what?

[ofhope]

An upset stomach. I can fix it. You're Rory's girl, right?

[too_fairytale]

[she'll just be grinning to herself at being called 'Rory's girl']

Yeah, I am.

[ofhope]

Then it would be my pleasure.

Or at least that's what I would say if I wasn't stuck in some fool's bedroom.

[too_fairytale]

What do you mean, stuck? You can't open the door?

[ofhope]

I've been stuck in different rooms all week.

[heirdom]

Just throw up and get it over with.

[too_fairytale]

Already done that, don't want to do it again.

[heirdom]

Why not? Once you do, you stop feeling sick.

[peacockherald]

_{[Vanyel, as ever, cannot ignore someone in need. Even someone with a tummy ache.]}

I know some herbal remedies and have a touch of the healing gift, if you would like me to try.

[too_fairytale]

[herbal stuff doesn't sound too bad. Amy perks up]

I would. Very much.

[peacockherald]

All right, where do you want me to bring it?

[too_fairytale]

Room two-twelve.

[peacockherald]

All right. Give me a minute to get the herbs.

_{[He would get a better idea of what it was when he actually saw here.]}

[too_fairytale]

Take your time... I'm not going anywhere.

[peacockherald]

_{[He arrives a few minutes later with a mash of herbs. They are things he knew from the field to help with upset tummies when you've eaten something rotten or caught something from the chill or the rain.]}

Milday? I'm coming in with the herbs I promised.

_{[A gentleman as always, trained by his mother.]}