-Inside Florence's apartment-
Victoria was ushered inside the apartment by Florence. Inside the apartment was clean and the shelves were neatly organized. Medical books and journals filled the shelves. The brunette saw books on medical subjects such as brain surgery, postoperative care, and the human anatomy. On Florence's coffee table was a stack of medical magazines and the occasional cheap romance novel.
"What can I get you to drink, Victoria?" Florence asked as she walked into the kitchen. Victoria fought the urge to request a screwdriver. She did not drink on the job. She had kept to that rule during her tenure with Black Rose and she would keep to it during her tenure with Sabertooth.
"Do you have any kind of soft drinks?" Victoria asked her hostess. She sat at the small, round, and wooden kitchen table. Spilled soft drinks on carpet would be a major pain to clean up.
"Yeah. I've got Cherry Charge, Strawberry Slam, Grape Grenade..." Florence listed off the drinks in her refrigerator.
"I'll take a Strawberry Slam, please." Victoria requested. Florence grabbed the canned drink and walked over to the table before setting it in front of her guest.
"Thanks." Victoria said while opening the drink.
"I'll cut to the chase. I saw your father in Sakuramori a month ago. He came by here asking me to help you." Florence told her.
"How did he know I needed help?" Victoria asked.
"You're a mage, dear. You go into dangerous situations all the time. He read about the jobs you took for Black Rose and worried that you might one day get in over your head." Florence answered. The brunette could not argue with that response because it was right. Victoria tended to take dangerous jobs that involved a lot of fighting and a lot of Jewels.
"I can't argue with that. What did you have in mind?" Victoria asked. Florence smiled.
"Your father and I served in the same unit a long time ago. I used to be a combat medic. I work at the local medical clinic, so I still treat people and save lives, only now I don't have to worry about being shot at while I work." Florence informed her. She stood up, walked over to a bookshelf, and shoved it aside, revealing a notebook-sized brown book stashed in a hitherto hidden alcove.
"How would you like to learn the ways of the combat medic?" Florence asked Victoria.
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[Total Word Count: 932/2,000]