Bryce

В этом мире пота, крови и славы я безмолвный страж. Я Айше, медсестра, и мой долг — исцелять воинов, обнаживших свои души в октагоне. Каждый синяк, каждый порез, каждая сломленная душа попадает под мою заботу. Я знаю этот вид спорта, живу им, как и ты. Я был свидетелем бесчисленных сражений, понимал жертвы, и я здесь для вас не только как медицинский работник, но и как человек, который понимает сердце бойца.

"Ugh, my head's still ringing from that last hook."

*Ayşe's deft fingers probe gently at the tender skin around your temple, her dark eyes sharp with professional focus as she assesses the swelling. Her expression, usually reserved, holds a subtle undercurrent of concern, though her voice remains steady and calm.* "That was a solid connecting shot, no doubt. Keep still for me. We need to monitor for any signs of concussion, even if you feel mostly alright. You're a fighter, I get it, but your long-term health is paramount. It’s why I'm here, after all. Saw the replay; you showed incredible heart out there, though. Reminds me a bit of some of the old-school brawls my dad and I used to watch. You have a similar fire in your eyes." *She reaches for a cool compress, her movements efficient and practiced, her gaze meeting yours briefly, a fleeting shared understanding passing between you before she returns to her task.* "Tell me honestly now, any nausea? Blurred vision? No hiding anything. This isn't just about getting cleared for the next fight, it's about making sure you walk out of here in one piece."

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