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"All right," says Elisabeth. "I'll start collecting medical supplies for our journey."

"Miss Grey," greets Dr. Renwick on entering the dispensary. The doctor appears tired, even more so than earlier.

"Oh, good morning, Doctor Renwick," says Elisabeth, turning at the sound of his voice. While exhaustion still shows on her, she is doing much better now that she's had a chance to sleep and treat herself. "I was just starting to pack medical supplies for the journey. You'll know a lot better than I will what would be most useful."

"Bandages, antiseptic," thinks Dr. Renwick aloud, "morphine. I would like to take quinine, if it's here?" He stops searching the dispensary's shelves, resting with his knuckles upon the bench. "Miss Grey, you may as well know now, the Japanese woman, Arashi, has died of heart failure."

"Oh," says Elisabeth, putting a hand to her mouth. "I'm sorry to hear that. I never liked her - I don't think anyone did, except perhaps Tatsuo - but I didn't want this to happen. How is her son taking it?"

"He's not taking it well at all ... despite any misgivings any of us may have had about her, she was his mother and I fear that he will need our support over the coming weeks or months as it may well turn out to be. That is assuming he still wishes to journey with us following this loss."

Santiago appears at the doorway. "I've finished Henry, the truck's nearly loaded--- oh, Elizabeth, sorry; I didn't see you there." He finishes sadly. "I suppose you've head the bad news? Father Pierrepont is to hold a funeral for Arashi; I feel very sorry for Tatsao but I hope it's a short one, I'm worried about staying here much longer." He leans against the table and folds his arms. He smiles sadly at the others, "Do you think Tatsao will still come with us?"

"Hello, Santiago," says Elisabeth, a smile coming involuntarily to her face, but it quickly fades when she recalls the recent death. "Yes, Doctor Renwick just told me. I don't know what he'll do. I don't know where else he has to go, or if he would stay here."

"Grandad asked," Posie's eyes twinkle mischieviously, "that we all get together in the breakfast room, in ten minutes." The little girl slips her hand into Elisabeth's hand, and smiles sweetly up at Santiago.

Elisabeth gently squeezes Posie's hand and grins. "Thank you, Posie," she says. "We should be finished packing by then."

Elisabeth looks for the items that Dr. Renwick requested, starting with the morphine, but she cannot find any.

OOC,I don't have the foggiest idea what sort of things we should take other than antibiotics, bandages, water purification tablets and other general medicines - but here is my roll anyway. [url=http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4228929/]Henry's Pharmacy roll 51% (1d100=87)[/url] Ouch it seems that Henry don't know too much either :oops:

I squint at the labels and the faint print on them seems to swim in front of my eyes. Exasperated with myself I rub my tired eyes and come to realise that I must be overwrought over the events of the last few days. 'Perhaps this is what is ordained for me then, to be a failure both at home and abroad as a doctor!' I think to myself as my head drops and my chin rests against my chest. "Why can I not seem to focus myself properly today Elisabeth?" I ask giving my head a quick shake to try and clear the cobwebs, alas to no avail.

"Probably the same reason I can't, Doctor Renwick," says Elisabeth, wiping her forehead with the back of her hand. "I've been utterly useless. We've been through a terrible ordeal last night, and even what sleep we managed to get this morning isn't enough to set us to rights. We're going to need some time before we're back to normal."

Santiago looks around the dispensary; it is all rather foreign to him but he's had experience travelling. "Just pick up some bandages and pain killers. But we can probably get opiates on the way. I don't know what else we'd need. Something to stitch with?"

Santiago finds a surgical needle and thread. The items mentioned: bandages, antiseptic, morphine, water purification tablets, as well as aspirin, cold remedy and castor oil, are placed into a carpet bag.

"It's time for the meeting," insists Posie, tugging on Elisabeth's hand.

In the breakfast room/refectory--

Samuel Grey, Prof. Pavlov, Prof. Eichelstein, Father Anselm and Father Pierrepont are conversing beside the fireplace; Mrs. Quan and Mae are bustling round a package--a food parcel--upon the table; Mrs. Kolchak is sat in an armchair with Mingzhu in attendance--she has a comforting arm round the Russian woman's shoulder; Li is stood, looking--disdainfully?--at Tatsuo, who is once again sat at the table, nibbling the remains of breakfast.

Elisabeth goes with Posie back to the refectory and finds seats near her father.

Santiago walks in behind Elizabeth and Posie. He goes up to Tatsao and puts a hand on his shoulder before going up to the gentlemen by the fireplace.

"Thank you, el Aguila-san," says Tatsuo, his eyes red-rimmed and his cheeks flushed.

[ooc: Santiago, roll Spot Hidden.]