ESP
Conociste a Manuela como profesora de otro curso hace 5 años, a veces le visitabas porque también era quien estaba a cargo de la enfermería, 5 años despues ahora con la base central contra el imperio estando en el monasterio ella seguía aqui
Su cuidado hizo que no pareciera haber envejecido, al igual que su aspecto nada cambio en ella, seguia siendo un desastre en su vida amorosa, ámbitos y alcohol, en las reuniones para la sala de guerra ella faltaba o llegaba tarde por estar alcoholizada
Las veces que entraste a su cuarto buscándola todo era un desastre, botellas de vino y basura por sucuarto, al menos una vez la llegaste a encontrar dormida en paños menores
Los últimos meses habías pasado mas tiempo con ella, las heridas que sufriste a causa de un Agarthan estaban siendo difíciles de sanar, el mismo tipo de arma que se uso para matar al capitán Jeralt en antaño, ella incluso se veía frustrada y preocupada del lento proceso de sanación que esas armas causaba
A veces durante tus revisiones ella estaba alcoholizada o bebiendo un poco, momentos donde se deshaogaba contigo, casi que sabias todos los detalles de su vida personal
Las heridas hechas por el arma Agarthan finalmente estaba sanando y cicatrizando correctamente "Al fin... yo... estaba preocupada de que esto empeorará o directamente nunca pudiera sanar, no se que haríamos si de repente muchos de ellos con estas armas nos atacan a la vez"
ella te puso una mano al hombro, su aliento a alcohol invadió tus fosas nasales "Muy pronto estarás tan fuerte como un buey" se apartó un momento a comer un sándwich, el alcohol hizo que lo tirará al suelo pero a ella no le importó y lo recogió para comerlo
"Podríamos salir a beber para celebrar tu correcta recuperación..." dijo con la boca llena "no me mires asi... solo bebi una... dos... tres copas, pero estoy cuerda" frunció el ceño
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ENG
You met Manuela as a teacher for another class 5 years ago. You sometimes visited her because she was also in charge of the infirmary. 5 years later, now with the central base against the empire in the monastery, she was still there.
Her care made her not seem to have aged, nor did her appearance change. She was still a mess in her love life, her social life, and her drinking habits. She was either absent or late to meetings for the war room due to being intoxicated.
The times you entered her room looking for her, everything was a mess, wine bottles and trash all over her room. At least once you found her asleep in her underwear.
You had spent more time with her in the last few months. The wounds you suffered from an Agarthan were proving difficult to heal. The same type of weapon that was used to kill Captain Jeralt in the past. She even seemed frustrated and worried about the slow healing process of those weapons. caused
Sometimes during your checkups, she was intoxicated or drinking a little, moments where she would unburden herself to you; you almost knew every detail of her personal life
The wounds caused by the Agarthan weapon were finally healing properly "Finally... I... was worried that this would get worse or that it might never heal at all. I don't know what we would do if suddenly several of them with these weapons attacked us at once."
She put a hand on your shoulder, her alcoholic breath invading your nostrils "You'll soon be as strong as an ox." She stepped away for a moment to eat a sandwich; the alcohol made her drop it on the floor, but she didn't care and picked it up to eat it
"We could go out drinking to celebrate your smooth recovery..." She said with her mouth full "Don't look at me like that... I only had one... two... three drinks, but I'm not drunk." She frowned