[Hospital Log] OPEN

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Characters: Open to all
Location: Clinic
Rating: Gen...?
Time: November 17 onwards
Description: Death City has survived to see another day, although not all of its residents came out of it unscathed. List of relevant links to the event here.

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[November 17]

[stalwartcane]

[ After these threads with Nataku.]

[When Watson leaves Nataku later on, he heads outside the small building instead of continuing his walk around the rooms to see to the patients. He wants a few minutes to himself, to get a breath of fresh air. And perhaps see if there is anyone skulking about outside, as per usual.]

[justiceisdue]

[She's not really skulking about, but it's hard to tell that she's been making certain Nataku isn't going to try escaping again any time soon. He seems to have finally settled in, so right now she's trying not to mangle the bushes on her way out. Selendis stops when she sees Watson.]

En Taro Adun, John Watson. [She gives him a short bow.] Do you require any assistance with your duties?

[stalwartcane]

[Bows in return, mildly surprised to see her there but too tired to look it.]

Not for the moment, no. Good day, Madame. May I inquire as to the purpose of your being in the bushes?

[justiceisdue]

[One last step and she's clear of the foliage, lifting the edges of her loin cloth to keep it from snagging. No harm done, as far as she can tell.]

I was merely visiting with Nataku, and it was less of a bother to do so through the window than entering the clinic itself. I hope that is not a problem.

[stalwartcane]

[It's a good thing she's blue and ten feet tall, or Watson would blush and avert his eyes. Women of the future are so liberal with their clothing.]

Oh, no, not at all. [bliiiink] Though I assure you, there is space for you inside, if you wished to come in. [Although you'd bump yourself on the ceiling for sure.]

[justiceisdue]

[She didn't lift it that high, Watson. She is a lady, after all. Also, there's not much to see.]

That would be unnecessary, as I was only passing by when I saw Nataku. In the future, perhaps, I will use the front door.

[stalwartcane]

[ Too much leg.... 8'( ]

[A small chuckle.] Yes, of course. I would be happy to have your company right now, if you are not too busy. You have seen Nataku's quaint escape strategy?

[justiceisdue]

[She considers for a moment, and decides that the clinic is close enough to Karkat for her to be comfortable. It's better than being on the opposite of the city during an attack.]

I would be honored, John Watson. [She gives him another courteous bow, then tilts her head at his question.] You know about that, then. He was attempting such an escape when I walked past.

[stalwartcane]

[Has that happened to you before? Watson hates it when that happens.]

[Bows in return.] I have convinced him so far to cease his attempts. [chuckles a little, still worn out from that.] The boy holds some attachment to me, for some reason or another.

[But he leads the way back in, yes.]

[justiceisdue]

[Twice! Which is why she and Karkat had a Talk, and she's on his side of town more frequently now.]

If that is the case, then I hope he minds your advice and abandons his plan. I would not like to see him injured further, as I am rather fond of him myself. [She follows him in, ducking to get through the door and hunching her shoulders. Eight foot clearance doesn't mean much when you're nine feet tall. Once they're somewhere she can crouch, she'll be fine.]

[stalwartcane]

[An excellent arrangement! Perhaps Watson should do the same.]

I believe he has, thankfully. I don't quite trust those cotton sheets to hold his weight, and besides which, he had no need for them in the first place. [But he gestures for Selendis further into the clinic, where there is a fairly large clearing that she can sit with some measure of comfort and ease. Tassadar usually sits there, too. There is a mat.]

[justiceisdue]

His method was rather peculiar, but I was far more concerned with what he was doing than how he was doing it. I have honestly never met a human like him before.

[It's only a moment before she's settled, kneeling in the same manner she usually does for meditation. The mat is very considerate and a welcome to relief from bricks and pavement.]

Thank you for your hospitality, John Watson.

[stalwartcane]

He was raised strangely, from what I have been able to glean from him. He believes himself to be a boy of a mere two years of age, but he looks more like sixteen or older to me. He also acts like a toddler.

[tilts his head to the side as he considers Selendis for a moment.] Would you like some tea?

[justiceisdue]

I have never had any dealings with an adolescent human, so perhaps that is why he interests me. When I first met him, he informed me that he was a clone. I imagine that might explain his mentality.

[She stares at him, thinking she knows what that is, but she doesn't want to be rude and refuse it flat out.] I am not familiar with that.

[stalwartcane]

He did explain that. [hesitantly] But that kind of advancement in technology is unheard of in my time. I do not fully understand the implications of such a thing. Would you be able to explain?

[Oh. Feeling very foolish but also just generally sheepish.] It is a beverage, Madame, made commonly by soaking dried tea leaves in warm water.

[justiceisdue]

Of course. [She nods once.] We do not use any such technology ourselves, but the mechanics are likely the same. It is not unlike cell division, albeit on a more complex level, and the host and resulting clone are identical. Whether or not the clone will retain any memories, or behave just as the host is entirely theoretical to me.

I see. [Maybe. Humans had such an inefficient way of hydrating themselves.] Thank you for the offer, John Watson, but I will decline.