Your average GP type room for consultations with doctors. Totally.

::Carys comes in with Thorne and turns to stare passively at her.::

::Thorne goes on and puts on a pair of gloves then squeezes all air from the syringe.::

"Okay, can you just roll up your sleeve for me? You don't get squeamish, do you?"

"No."

::Carys does as Thorne says.::

"Brilliant."

::Thorne starts slapping Carys' arm to get the vein to rise.::

"Oh, you don't have any STDs or diseases?"

"I have no idea. It's probable."

"..."

::Thorne sighs and takes the needle away.::

"Great. When was the last time you got tested?"

"Haven't ever been tested."

::Smiles.::

"Oh, for..."

::Thorne angrily puts the syringe by the sink and presses the call button.::

"Go and sit on the bed."

::Carys does so happily, humming.::

::The door opens and a nurse walks in who looks confused when she sees the two women.::

"Can I help you?"

::Thorne points a thumb over her shoulder at Carys.::

"She needs an STD test, stat."

(Always wanted to say that.)

::The nurse frowns.::

"Do you have an appointment?"

"Clearly we don't need a bloody appointment if you were free to come and see us now, do we?"

::Annoyed, Thorne pulls the nurse over to Carys.::

"Now, what do you need? Does she have to put her legs up in those thingies?"

"Well--"

::Taken in by Thorne's commanding personality, the nurse nods.::

"Yeah. I'll need to do a cervical smear test and take some blood."

"Uh... I'd rather not, thanks."

::Carys wrinkles her nose.::

"Doesn't sound comfortable."

"Now, now Carys. The less you protest, the less time we'll have to spend here. Now take your clothes off."

::She pats Carys a couple of times on the thigh then moves the nurse back and pulls the curtain around the two of them to give the warlock some privacy.::

"I'd stay out if I didn't expect you to come to your senses and blink off somewhere."

::She speaks about magic with comfort, knowing what she's said is too obscure for the nurse to even begin to wonder about.::

"Come on then. Off."

::Carys frowns but does as Thorne says, removing her pants and underwear, but leaving her top on.::

::Pats the bed.::

::Carys sighs and lies on it slowly, lifting her legs into the stirrups. She doesn't even have the mind to make any perverted comments, poor thing.::

"Good girl."

::Thorne pats Carys on the shoulder before opening the curtain.::

"Right, let's get this over with!"

::With a little smile, the nurse gets the stuff she needs and stands at the bottom of the bed.::

"Okay, this might feel a little uncomfortable, but I just need you to relax."

::Well she's pretty relaxed already, to be fair. Carys lies her head back and ignores what's going on, almost getting frustrated about how foggy her mind feels, but she can't keep it up.::

"Done yet?"

"Mhm."

::After having violated Carys quite a lot, the nurse finishes her shizzle and draws some blood.::

"Okay, you can call for the results in a week or so."

"A week?"

::Thorne bares her teeth and glowers at the nurse.::

"I need them now. What's the fastest you can do them?"

::She stares deeply into the nurse's eyes.::

"Th-"

::The nurse stares back.::

"Six hours."

::Carys quickly hops off of the bed and gets dressed. She walks away from the two women and looks at herself in the mirror messing her hair around.::

(Why did I need one of those tests?)

"Get to work."

::Thorne dismisses the nurse, who leaves and walks over to Carys, smoothing down her hair.::

"Don't do that, Carys, you look like a slut."

"Yes Mom."

::Carys doesn't look like she's being sarcastic.::

::Thorne frowns a little and pats Carys on the back.::

"So. Six hours. What do you do for fun?"

"I uh... drink."

::Carys eyes Thorne.::

"Like getting drunk?"

"What sort of people do you tend to do this with? Not yourself, I hope."

::She links her arm through Carys' and leads her out to the entrance.::

::Carys comes in with Thorne and slumps into a seat.::

"Ugh..."

::Rubbing her hands together, Thorne has a look around.::

"What're you hoping for?"

::Carys slowly focusses her eyes on Thorne.::

"... negatives?"

"Well, you never know, there could be something exciting eating away at your intestines as we wait."

::A different nurse to the last one enters with a clipboard. He raises his eyebrows at the two women and scans the board in front of him.::

"Right, Carys?"

"That's her!"

::Points.::

"Right. Okay, Carys, let's see..."

::He rifles through the results.::

"Ah, it's you. Yes, there's... something here that you should maybe sit down for."

::Carys stares up at the nurse.::

"I am sitting down."