Living In Color

The Jedi Temple's Halls of Healing had become a second home to Iris. Probably more of a primary home as of late. Since finally graduating the Medical University, there was no where better for the Jedi Healer turned Doctor to go. She sat behind the front desk, idly glancing through a datapad in her hand. Dressed in the more typical doctors outfit. Scrubs. She couldn't understate how comfortable those were. Nor how nice it was to be able to relax without needing to worry about her exams.
Iris continued to swipe through the pages, reading up on some more recent news. The war was over, had been for a little while, but there were problems everywhere in the Galaxy. She frowned, just a little, as she glanced from the tablet to the scarred hand holding it. Part of her felt wrong just sitting around here, not helping. And yet, there were always people who needed help here. Which was the better path? Was there a better path? It didn't matter. No, right now she just needed to focus on her patients.
Soon as one arrived. There was no such thing as a slow day in a hospital.