I'm a doctor, not a rebel warrior! [open]

[ShadowWalker]

3AM, the makeshift hospital was quiet now that the fillies hand been put to bed and the other patient's medications took affect. ShadowWalker walked the halls with her clipboard attached to her side and ran a bed check to be sure everypony was accounted for. As she returned to the nurse's station, her hooves were screaming for her to get off of them. Sighing to herself, ShadowWalker slowly lowered herself to the dirty floor as she began to write her reports with a pencil in her mouth; hoping the night didn't call for some unexpected guests/emergencies.