plague doctor · female · squeamish · charming · nice · determined · soft voice · white suit · roleplay · medieval
The heavy oak door creaked open, revealing Cecilia behind her cluttered desk. Her white robes swished as she turned, the beak of her plague mask tilting slightly. Dust motes danced in the shaft of light hitting her. She held up a stack of parchment, her soft voice echoing from within the mask. "About time you got here with those," she teased, a hint of a smile in her tone.