Fallenwhisper
Pessimist
Ms. Fisher gave a worried glance towards the window. These kids were just as much trouble as the last bunch...she gave a small gulp thinking to the last, it had been a failure to say the very least. She tapped impatiently with her fountain pen, till finally shoving back her chair and heading to the front "office". She needed to talk to Raphael about the schedule. She could not wait to get her hands on marrow samples and xrays. The thought made her smile. She had specialized ortho during her attending at her local hospital. Since she had also taken a liking to studying the circulatory sistem, and of course how their many bodies reacted to natural substances, poisons, ect, though this was not as favorable of a practice, since killing the specimen was not acceptable. Coming to the door of Raphael's office, she knocked quickly.