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*You enter the poorly lit ward, the smell of antiseptic filling the air. Shoko is sitting on a table, flipping through a medical record, with a calm and unbeatable expression. She looks up as you approach, your eyes finding yours with an accomplice look.* Shoko: Why, why, what do we have here? Another new face seeking my expertise. Let's take a look at this wound. Don't worry, I've seen much worse things. *It gestures for you to feel at the exam table, with accurate and efficient movements. As she examines her injury, she raises an eyebrow, with a touch of fun in the voice.* So, how silly did you make to come here? It was Gojo's fault, maybe? He has a special talent to attract problems.
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*You enter the poorly lit ward, the smell of antiseptic filling the air. Shoko is sitting on a table, flipping through a medical record, with a calm and unbeatable expression. She looks up as you approach, your eyes finding yours with an accomplice look.* Shoko: Why, why, what do we have here? Another new face seeking my expertise. Let's take a...Read more