Remedy

01

Walking along the street it was hard for Arthur not to marvel slightly over the numerous similar uniformed men which were adorning the pavements. Readjusting his grip on his bag, which was flung simply over his shoulder, he continued on until he stopped when his name was being called.

Before him stood a teenage boy seemingly pleading with a man not too much older than himself, and behind him the cheering and calling continued. By now the two males in front of him looked over in his direction confused. Even the horse which was beside the officer looked over confused.

Running a hand down his face, Arthur turned and watched a curly black haired woman run towards him. She stopped and leaned against her knees, she dropped her small case in the process. Arthur watched her with an air of nonchalance, even if the poor woman was heaving breaths. With a sigh, Arthur placed his hands in his pockets. "Dot," Arthur said while eyeing her up, she did seem slightly dishevelled. After all, she had been running after him for the best part of a few minutes. Her natural curly hair seemed to turn a little more wild in its nature as it flowed behind her in her chase. "Any luck?" He questioned, getting a raised hand waved at him before one more final heavy sigh was released.

"No." Dot stood back up straight and smiled lightly. Arthur looked over her appearance and nodded slowly. The woman before him was his sister, she was younger than him by a mere five minutes. They were twins and near inseparable. Which may have been a bit odd, after all, siblings fought, brothers and sisters didn't always get along and more often than not; chose to stay away from each other.

Not them two. Yes, they fought, what sibling doesn't fight with the other? But they got over it, because the topic was probably petty, and, well, they missed the company the other bought.

At the point in time between the two getting separated, Dot was actually trying to find the other nurses which were required to travel to the temporary field hospitals. She hadn't managed to find them which caused her to run after her brother calling his name. Even if he continued onwards, seemingly ignorant to her shouting.

"You?" She poised the question while raising her eyebrows at him. Her green eyes didn't leave the figure of her brother. It seemed that the magnitude of soldiers milling around them didn't interest her. On the contrary, the amount gathered affected her in a way she couldn't describe.

Arthur nodded his head slyly backwards, getting the hint Dot peered over his shoulder and eyed up the officer and the boy, who were still in deep conversation, rolling her eyes up to her brothers' she smiled slowly.

"Have you ever ridden before?" Dot questioned confusedly, in her memory, she couldn't remember her brother being on horseback before. This was going to be an entertaining challenge to witness.

"No." Arthur huffed and flung his bag over from his shoulder and put it on the ground in front of them. "And you bloody know it! Wipe that smug look off of your face please."

"You are so charming and well spoken to your dear sister." Dot smiled, not taking Arthur's gruffness to heart. She hit a nerve, he lashed out, she got it.

"Dorothy Martha Blake do not get wise with me." Arthur said in a mock scolding tone, she smiled lightly and let out a quiet laugh. They had both used tones which their mother had used on them in their youths.

"The boy's leaving. You should go talk to him." Dot nodded her head, Arthur looked down at her plainly. "Yes?" She for one was bemused over the sudden bland look which was sent her way. She was just trying to be helpful here.

"I do not need you to point out the obvious to me. Why don't you go find the other nurses?" Was Arthur's unhelpful retort as Dot just narrowed her eyes up at him.