for peace of mind (open!!)

[thenobledie]

Who: everyone and their hopefully still living mothers...
When: June 1st and onward
Where: EVERYWHERE
Format: action or prose, whichever works!
What: The war is over, and everyone can relax. Or cry. Whichever.
Warnings: n/a?

PATROL HEADQUARTERS

THE DOJO

THE CLINIC

( ooc | did the major locations! but add others, and i will update the entry with

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the clinic;

[thenobledie]

[manscruff]

[ I AM BUILDING MOMENTUM OKAY JEEZ why do we have like three logs at once all the time this gonna be confusing ]

A number of things.

[ like remove despots and stuff... (unsure) ]

[thenobledie]

[what, it's so easy...]

I see.

[in her arms, annalee stirs a little, but shirley keeps her attention to ezio.]

[manscruff]

[ for you, maybe!

he only shrugs. ]

[thenobledie]

[KEEP NOTES, THEN.

she tilts her head slightly, considering. but still, she is going to be equally stubborn as he is.]

You should rest.

[manscruff]

[ crying ;w; ]

I will.

[ he gives her a mild look. ]

[thenobledie]

[/holds?]

Otherwise, the little shadow may wear you out when she sees you again.

[but hey, she is turning completely and starting to walk away. annalee needs a bed, goddamn.]

[manscruff]

[ /crawls under couch.... ]

[ WELL OKAY, guess she wins this. that was totally a shut down. gonna strut off now. and finally get some decent sleep... per doctor's orders. ]

open to anyone!

[charmprince]

[She's got a purple-stained bandage wrapped around her upper left arm-- not her sword arm, or she'd be a lot more upset--, and she's waiting patiently for the people who need more urgent care to get taken care of. A hellcat got her pretty good, and she's pretty sure she'll need to be stitched up, but infection isn't a risk, so she's not really in much rush. There are people who need the help a lot more, anyway.

She might look a little tired, a little drawn, but she's just glad it all seems to be over.]

[fingersloophole]

[Tseng isn't sure why he's here and not with the action, truth to be told. He fractured his shin but that's healing and it hasn't kept him down in the past. Maybe he really is just getting old. Maybe he didn't have enough stock in this battle. And though he'd ordered Rufus to stay in the apartment with Ruffles, he wonders if he obeyed.

But the least he can do is make himself useful. He's not much of a doctor but he's practiced field medicine for twenty years. He approaches next on the list of 'jobs a moderately sighted monkey could do'. He's the monkey for now.]

I'm Tseng. What seems to be the trouble that brought you here?

[Except, duh, the bandage. He gets out supplies for a suture.]

[charmprince]

[She'd have waved him off to deal with people who might need help more, but a) he's already starting to prepare and she'd feel bad stopping him now, and b) it's beginning to hurt a bit more than she's willing to deal with, though not so bad that her sense of humor ends up dulling. Even though the wound has her pale and sweating now, she's all grins and jokes, because she's sure the serious times are coming up quickly enough. There's hard work to be done, and she's pretty sure there will be plenty of trouble with the natives.]

I had something of a run-in with a very bad kitty. I got it wrapped up, but it looks like it's going to need a bit more attention. [It does occur to her to be a little concerned about medical procedures with people who are used to red-blooded humans coming through, but to be honest, it's not as if purple blood is all that strange, compared to the last few days.] Also, it's hard to go back out there for cleanup with this bandage. Limits mobility, you know.

[fingersloophole]

You will need to keep a bandage on, even when the wound is tended. [He cuts away the bandages and frowns. Instantly his mind goes to the fact that the wound is poisoned, because of the color. But maybe it's a treatment? Then he squeezes the wound a bit and realizes she's bleeding purple.] I assume this is normal for you?

[Best to carry on as though it is. He moves her arm over a tray and starts to clean it after warning her it will sting. He's used to doing this with briskness so he only hopes his bedside manner is enough.] I assume it's one of those...feline like things running about? [Or a giant housecat. Possibly the spray bottle had been used on it too much and it had enough.]

[charmprince]

But it won't have to be this... bulky. [She does hiss as the bandage pulls from the wound, but nods.] Normal for me, yeah. It's nothing to worry about, anyway. [She's quiet for a moment, watching his ministrations with some interest. She's never been all that great at first aid-- it was always Rose's thing, really, and in light of that she does appreciate the briskness, because it's not the fawning concern she'd have dealt with back home. Of course, this only encourages her to get a little chatty again.]

Yeah, one of those things. I was on perimeter duty, and I guess I got a little careless. [Or tired. It had been a long, long few days, and she'd taken just a bit too long to move. It had been paid back three-fold when Asellus found a weak bit in the column holding a block of stone over the thing and managed to crush it. Never let it be said she doesn't pay her debts.]

Gotta say, I'm glad it's all over. Rebuilding will be cake compared to that. I'd imagine the clinic's been pretty busy, though. So I waited for a while before coming

[fingersloophole]

Bad enough, it seems. I only recently arrived myself. [He indicates his leg, which is bulging beneath his trousers. He lifts them slightly to show the bandage around his shin. It's holding it stationary, but it makes walking a dangerous pain so he just scoots around.]

I'm not quite used to combat here. Where I come from, we always used guns. Explosives. Other firearms. [And his swordplay definitely needs some work, come to think of it. Maybe he'll make Rufus join him later.] At least I could be useful in rebuilding.

[He looks for an anesthetic and just finds a topical one. It has to work so he puts it on, waiting for it to numb her skin then wiping her wound the rest of the way clean.] This will hurt. I'm not sure there's any stronger drugs left. [But his hands don't flinch as he guides a needle through one bit of flesh, then the other, pulling it taut and continuing.]

[charmprince]

No need for stronger drugs. I've been hurt wors-- Nnngh. [She doesn't flinch away from the pain, either, though. It's not terrible-- about as bad as it was hurting earlier, honestly--, and given a moment, she's talking through it as if there's nothing wrong, even if she's a little drawn.] Ah-- I'd imagine that it's probably difficult to fight, then. I've never been all that great with guns. They're expensive and they kind of limit what you can do in certain situations. Give me Asura any day. [She pats the scabbard on her hip with her non-occupied hand.]

This is the best place to get used to things, though. Whatever drawbacks our new forever-life might have, we'll all never not have time to learn, right? [It reminded her of Kurogane. There'd been no sight of him for a while, and she'd quickly assumed he was gone-- but it did kind of bother her. She hadn't had near enough time to learn from him. A slight frown shadowed her face before she shook it off.] It's a bit of a warrior's dream, I'd imagine. Can't die, can't run out of time to

[fingersloophole]

A warrior's paradise when I was looking forward to retirement. [Not exactly. It was time he took a break but he was waiting for the right time. Now there was nowhere to retire to. No one to spend his days with.] I suppose I should just take this as a sign it is time to take up my sword again.

[He continues stitching, methodically, not having an outward worry for her pain. Worrying would cause hesitation, and that would cause even more pain. He finishes the stitches, tying off the line.] You should cut these free when they start to itch unbearably. It should be at least four days. <[Then he starts to clean them and finds a thinner bandage. It's nice working like this, and he's able to mostly zone out on the task and focus on the person.] I much prefer guns. I was trained with a sword when I was younger but I fell out of the habit after...an incident. [Mostly someone else's sword nearly murdering him]