[voice]

[unmakeme_tlv]

Sokolov has... taken ill. [Yep, that's what she's going to call it. Taken ill. Not "randomly passed the fuck out in the hallway outside her door" or anything. Taken ill sounds less ridiculous.]

If you had any plans with him for the immediate future, they will need to be rescheduled.

This includes the self defense class I have scheduled this week.

[She gets the feeling this message should be longer. But there's really nothing else to say, is there? So she doesn't.]

Comments

[unmakeme]

[Natasha thinks that the experience most people have with doctors is very different from the ones people like her have, from the ones people like Sokolov have. Most people go for cuts, maybe broken bones. Natasha routinely has bullets pulled out of her. You come to expect a different kind of doctor.]

We're odd people. If his condition changes, I'll call you.

Thank you.

[routemistress]

[Iris can do bullets! Though she's not, admittedly, had to have many pulled out of her.

She smiles.]

That Sokolov certainly is. I'll miss 'im while 'e's down. You're welcome, lovey.