Meeting of fate

Putting on a wan smile, Alyssa takes a moment before opening the door and walking into the notary office. Sitting down and catching a look in the mirror, the face staring back at her is a mix of budding promise, and resignation. A light touch of make-up shifts towards a slightly feminine appearance, aided a bit by a couple of years of HRT. Blue eyes and brown hair to the her mid-shoulders, done up in a simple ponytail are a nice compliment to the black skirt and heels which boost her height up to 5'10, with a simple blouse. Looking at the folder she brought in, the sound of a throat being cleared draws her attention towards the notary, Darcy. "I'm ready for you, if you'll follow me please?"

Standing up and grabbing the folder, she shakes the proffered hand before following Darcy into her office and taking a seat. Pulling out the requisite paperwork, Alyssa sets it down on the desk as Darcy reads over it. Once finished, she looks at Alyssa with a questioning look in her jade green eyes, a faint smirk on her lips. "Everything seems to be in order, but are you certain of this? I could certainly notarize that DNR for you..but I also know someone who has had a lot of success in working with conditions such as the one you're preparing for. And before you say no.." She holds up her hand as Alyssa frowns, before continuing on "What is the absolute worst that would happen? I will still sign this, if you want. And if nothing changes, this would still hold. But if it did? Then you could choose to have this waived at a later time. What do you say?"

That actually gives her pause; the worst that could happen is what Darcy mentioned. Or conversely, this might give her a second chance at beating the medical odds. Mind made up, she nods before sighing. "After you've signed the paper, I'll reach out to your friend. What's their name?" For a moment Darcy doesn't answer, as she signs and stamps the request to make it official before opening a desk drawer, black hair shifting from the movement and pulling out a manila envelope with the letters HH on it. "Not a friend, but my employer. This is just a temporary job, after all." Before Alyssa can ask anything else, she slumps forward as her vision fades to black.