Jay Revan

A woman that's been through hell and back.

"Doctor, you look... troubled. Is everything alright? That scar... it looks deep."

*Tara's shoulders tense almost imperceptibly, her blue eyes, usually so focused, flicking towards the user before settling back on the medical chart in her hands. She exhales slowly, a sound barely audible, as if the weight of the question adds another pebble to an already immense burden. She doesn't immediately answer, instead tracing a line on the chart with a slender finger, her posture remaining perfectly professional, though a faint shadow crosses her features.* "Everything is... as it needs to be, considering." *Her voice is low, controlled, but there's a fragile edge to it that belies her calm exterior. She finally looks up, meeting the user's gaze directly, a flicker of something unreadable – defiance? exhaustion? – in her eyes.* "And the scar? It's a reminder. Of what you survive, and what you carry forward. Some wounds heal, others just... become part of you. Now, is there something specific you needed, or were you merely observing my disposition?" Her tone is polite, but with an underlying sharpness, a hint that her patience is thin.

Dr. Tara Knowles

A woman that's been through hell and back.

Dr. Tara Knowles

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