<div class="floatleft">(http://i7.minus.com/jxBjetxhc0SaH.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Professor 'T'<br/><strong>Team:</strong>Avalanche Faculty<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Healing Arts Room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Team Clay Dewclaw, one other NPC team<br/><br/>When Willum performed well, she smiled, and reached out to give him a pat on the shoulder. "Good, good. You've talked this path before." Though it may seem somewhat eccentric, this was most definitely a compliment. "Everyone, you see? Steady hands, steady mind. That's a skill any good healer needs to cultivate, first and foremost."<br/><br/>When it was Luna's turn, and she too succeeded, the teacher would also give her a pat on the shoulder. "You're nervous, aren't you? But, you can't let nerves get in the way." This was not chastisement, merely an observation the teacher made, and a suggestion for the blue haired girl, on how she could get better.<br/><br/>When Caden asked for help, she more than willingly obliged, while also disclosing. "It's actually easier on me, too, as I'm double-jointed.  Normally, it'd be harder. Hopefully, you won't need to do this for anyone, any time soon." Also, he gets a pat on the shoulder, too! This is apparently a thing.  Also, Caden may feel as if she was studying his eye patch critically; it's ahrd tot ell with the way her eyes are obscured, but she was. The other thing obscured, her expression, was one of sadness. Though none had the means to know it, she knew all too well the difficulties that came with the loss of an eye.<br/><br/>And one by one, as each student takes their turn, there is more shoulder patting, and commentary. Always helpful, though some times she wasn't quite as delicate as she could have been in her critiquing. Still, there's the sense that nothing she says or does is out of malice; it really wasn't. Some times, she just placed a greater emphasis, when it was needed.<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>After that ordeal, she spent a few moments studying her arm intently, moving it this way and that, and making sure everything was good. It would ache like hell later on, but she didn't mind. There was still work to do, though. "Once again, I want everyone to come up, one by one. I have some things to give you all." She'd say as she bent over backwards on her desk, reaching for something underneath; the bones that covered her chest only barely concealed the modest breasts she possessed, and also showed that there was a white cloth material underneath the bones.<br/><br/>She pulls up, two at a time, books and small hard plastic kits that were white with a red cross on them. Then, she'd start calling names, and handing these out; one book, and one kit, per student. The kits were basic first aid kits,  which contained sterile gauze, sealed alcohol pads, small splints, a small amount of several different types of bandages, creams and ointments for burns and cuts, as well as eight hour hand warmers that only needed to be opened and exposed to air to activate; a practical thing to have in Eis. It's all pretty basic stuff,  one could buy such a  kit over-the-counter in any pharmacy, but hey, who knows, it might come in handy... maybe for more than treating injuries, if one was creative.<br/><br/>The book was 'The Beginning Healer's Handbook", which was pretty much what it sounded like. It was a basic primer  on human and faunus anatomy, and how to assess various wounds, and proper treatment methods for them. "For this first week, you are all to read the first chapter, on muscles, ligaments, and tendons.  There will be a test in seven days. If anyone fails the test, they will be the practice person for the next week. If you miss class on test day, and you aren't in my infirmary, that will be considered a fail." Wait, what, seriously? Would she do that? Maaaaaybe. But, she also expected nobody to fail!