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Entry tags:
August catch-all (open)
Who: Emet-Selch and anyone!
Where: Aldrip and nearby outskirts
What:
- Emet-Selch attempts to do some actual work for once at the clinic, healing people's hurts (shock, horror).
- He takes the device he found around for walkies, finds otherhot new single users in his area!
- Encounters a morbol in the wild and it tries to follow him home. Or take him home. Hard to tell with these smelly things.
Warnings: None, will update or list in comment headers if necessary
(Will match tag format, action brackets are fine)
1. The Ascian will see you now
Where: Aldrip and nearby outskirts
What:
- Emet-Selch attempts to do some actual work for once at the clinic, healing people's hurts (shock, horror).
- He takes the device he found around for walkies, finds other
- Encounters a morbol in the wild and it tries to follow him home. Or take him home. Hard to tell with these smelly things.
Warnings: None, will update or list in comment headers if necessary
(Will match tag format, action brackets are fine)
1. The Ascian will see you now
Having returned from the desert, it's business as usual at the clinic. Emet-Selch doesn't really like working but he did make a deal with that young woman to put in the time here. Besides, the pay is going towards the weapon he is commissioning from a local blacksmith - one eager enough for the challenge of an unfamiliar weapon and understanding enough to accept payment in installations.2. Tindr? More like Findr
So the Ascian puts aside his ennui and dons the more agreeable veneer of Solus zos Galvus as he attends to those still recovering from the hurts of the past two months. Being one of the Chosen, he's usually also first to be called on to look at other Chosen who walk in.
a) Greeting walk-in patients:
The smile on his face almost resembles a smirk as he walks up to you. "And what trouble have you gotten yourself into, hmm?"
b) Interrupting him whilst he's busy:
He glances up, from whatever or whoever he's working on with a frown. "Do you need something?" he asks, tempering his impatience with effort.
After putting out a request for help and cobbling together some semblance of a working device, Emet-Selch can be found trying to access some of its other features - to not so very great success. Having noticed that it seems to randomly react to something, he takes the thing outside and tries to locate the source.3. Friends Forevermor-bol
Which is how he comes across someone else with another device.
Emet-Selch looks at you, looks at the device in his hands. Frowns.
"Why is this reacting to you?" he asks irritably.
Further afield, outside of town - or even perhaps closer to the forest's edge - Emet-Selch has come across a familiar creature.4. Wildcard
Or perhaps, rather, it finds him.
The creature in question is a towering mass of thick, vine-like tentacles and a gaping, putrid maw. Like an upright land octopus that is at least as tall as a man. Emet-Selch, surprised to come across something from his homestar, is too stunned to move before the seedkin notices him and starts to undulate over.
"No," he says emphatically, jabbing a finger at it. "Stay."
As if this creature can be trained like a dog. He remembers that gift sent by one of the provinces and how it terrorised the imperial gardens before somehow escaping out into the snowy tundra. Morbols and their ilk simply do as they please.
--and this one attempts to reach out and grab him.
He vanishes into a rift, materialising a distance away. But the morbol advances relentlessly, vines reaching for him.
"Of all the creatures to make their way here from our star, why this one?!"
For closed threads or custom scenarios etc., feel free to hit me up on the CR meme to plot.
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If you don't mind, please continue to tend to Yuja's wounds... I'm afraid I am not experienced enough in the healing arts to help anywhere near as effectively. I know it's hardly your favorite thing to do, but I will entrust it to you nonetheless.
[Elidibus smiles, and it's a brilliant sight not seen since long, long ago for Emet-Selch.]
Thank you. Truly.
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Hmph... If she injures herself attempting to climb out of bed again before she is fully healed then it shall not be my problem. She is not the only patient in the clinic, you know.
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[He laughs with a shake of his head, still hoping to at least do his part by keeping her occupied in one place for long enough. Somehow. Perhaps the company will be enough for now, though.]
'Tis a good thing you do for the clinic overall. I am both surprised and yet not at all surprised that you continue the work. I hope it does not cause you too much trouble, but I suppose we all must do something to pass the time.
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[ It's a paltry excuse. Anyone who has watched him work from afar would see he takes it seriously. Negligence is the easier route but he has not taken it. ]
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Alas, we all do at the moment. But I appreciate it nonetheless. A thankless job, to be sure.
[He pats Emet-Selch on the shoulder, though he has to reach up quite far to actually make the gesture, and then breezes by him, feeling much better than when he entered the clinic.]