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[traqueur]

[A woman comes on the video with a smile, and she's sitting in one of the lounges, looking relaxed. Well, mostly relaxed, every so often, her thumb brushes across the new mark on her palm. Following the lines of the snake eating it's own tail, she's done it so often now she can do it without looking. Her voice is normal though, despite the fidgeting.]

Hello. For those who didn't meet me yet, I'm Martha Jones, and I'm a doctor. If you've need of one, you can always come to me. [In case you don't want to see the people in the medical center is what Martha means.]

[Private to Snape.]

Why'd you request me? I didn't even think you'd liked me very much.

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[brewglory]

[Considering the fact that she wants this to be reciprocal familiarity, he's a little unsure suddenly.]

I...may resort to calling you 'Doctor'.

Private

[traqueur]

Then Mr. Snape it is.

[There's that chin thing again, Snape, because she's stubborn as hell.]

Private

[brewglory]

Small steps, shall we?

Private

[traqueur]

Alright then, Severus, we'll go in small steps.

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[brewglory]

[After a moment of awkward silence:]

I suppose I ought to rest. I'm sure you have...classes.

[Or something.

Man, she makes him feel weird.]

Private

[traqueur]

What's your room number? I'll swing by after them to check on you.

[It's her job and all of that.]

Private

[brewglory]

[He recites a room number back to her, making no objection to the fact that she wants to stop by. It's sort of her job, isn't it?]

Private

[traqueur]

[And she gives him her room number as well.

Just in case.]