Mercy Moritz (
mementomoritz) wrote in
cancry2020-10-12 01:49 pm
[Open] Dr. Medic's Sleepaway Funtimes Camp
I. So girl keep telling me [network post]
[About three hours after the whole post-Esmeeting kerfuffle, every phone included in the Executor group chat suddenly blares loudly with an incoming post that appears to have every possible alert and priority notice the person writing it could find attached to it.]
ANYONE WHO ATE ANYTHING AT ESME'S HOUSE REPORT TO MEDIC IMMEDIATELY YOU ARE POISONED
[Well, you can't accuse her of burying the lede.]
i'm in my lab in invidia [The exact address and coordinates of the lab are attached along with the message, including a helpful photo of a scribbled map just in case anyone is really bad with directions.] if you ate ANY of the food esme served or if you're feeling sick, come here so i can treat you
if you find someone unconscious or unable to move on their own, BRING THEM HERE
if you don't have anyone around and think you need help getting here, reply to this message immediately
i threw up, so i tested some of the leftovers i took home
and that food is very, very poisoned
(also, if you brought leftovers home, don't eat them)
II. pick me up whenever i'm feeling down [in-person log]
[True to her word, Medic is ready and waiting in her lab the second anyone arrives.]
[The living room of the apartment she commandeered has been turned into a makeshift hospital. She's dragged cushions and mattresses in, laying them out on the floor and covering them with clean sheets and blankets to make sickbeds. Next to every bed is a glass of water and a bowl for, uh. Any stomach issues you might have to deal with.]
[Anyone healthy who walks in the door will be cheerfully pressganged into nursing duty.]
[The beds are set up facing the living room's lone TV, but well... this is Invidia. Guess who's probably on every channel.]
[You might have better luck with putting on a movie, but no one actually saw this coming, which means your available selection consists exclusively of stuff Medic brought with her from the Limbo library when she came down to Invidia. By which we mean exactly one film.]
[Whether having to see Esme's face is better or worse than watching Brutal Instinct again is a choice you're going to have to make amongst yourselves.]
[About three hours after the whole post-Esmeeting kerfuffle, every phone included in the Executor group chat suddenly blares loudly with an incoming post that appears to have every possible alert and priority notice the person writing it could find attached to it.]
ANYONE WHO ATE ANYTHING AT ESME'S HOUSE REPORT TO MEDIC IMMEDIATELY YOU ARE POISONED
[Well, you can't accuse her of burying the lede.]
i'm in my lab in invidia [The exact address and coordinates of the lab are attached along with the message, including a helpful photo of a scribbled map just in case anyone is really bad with directions.] if you ate ANY of the food esme served or if you're feeling sick, come here so i can treat you
if you find someone unconscious or unable to move on their own, BRING THEM HERE
if you don't have anyone around and think you need help getting here, reply to this message immediately
i threw up, so i tested some of the leftovers i took home
and that food is very, very poisoned
(also, if you brought leftovers home, don't eat them)
II. pick me up whenever i'm feeling down [in-person log]
[True to her word, Medic is ready and waiting in her lab the second anyone arrives.]
[The living room of the apartment she commandeered has been turned into a makeshift hospital. She's dragged cushions and mattresses in, laying them out on the floor and covering them with clean sheets and blankets to make sickbeds. Next to every bed is a glass of water and a bowl for, uh. Any stomach issues you might have to deal with.]
[Anyone healthy who walks in the door will be cheerfully pressganged into nursing duty.]
[The beds are set up facing the living room's lone TV, but well... this is Invidia. Guess who's probably on every channel.]
[You might have better luck with putting on a movie, but no one actually saw this coming, which means your available selection consists exclusively of stuff Medic brought with her from the Limbo library when she came down to Invidia. By which we mean exactly one film.]
[Whether having to see Esme's face is better or worse than watching Brutal Instinct again is a choice you're going to have to make amongst yourselves.]

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Enough people have gotten hurt now for it to not be more than a possibility.
Hopefully things will be fine but... caution is paramount.
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She looks between the three of them again, and frowns a bit.
"No offense, but literally all of you are kind of terrifying in some way."
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Beast is certainly a sight to behold with his quite frankly ridiculous height and unusual appendage choice of wings, but I fear he might simply be the best choice of us to talk to a young woman without causing her to flee for her life on sight. Especially with someone so much less alarming in tow.
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He was about to act all mock hurt and what not, tease the spectre a little, but then Chiron mentions his height and it gives him pause. ]
...Is it really that unusual?
[ He knows it can be intimidating to shorter folk but he didn’t realize it was THAT strange. ]
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Hm. Question: is it a faux pas to pet wings in your world? [asking for a friend]
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He pauses for a moment, then shrugs. ]
Not as much as it would be to say, grab someone’s tail or pet a Furred’s ears honestly. Unadvisable to do to a stranger or one with higher social standing but that’s just common sense for any physical contact.
[ In other words he don’t care, go for it. ]
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[he’s not embarrassed. shut up.]
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She's still on that, huh. But just as she speaks, another voice speaks up--
"Oh, were you calling for me? Did you need something?"
... It's Alice making her way back with some menus tucked under her arm. Looks like she overheard a little. Uh oh.
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Blessedly though before anything can be said about that the devil herself shows up and Beast leaps into action. ]
Ah, my apologies my lady. My companion and I were just discussing how much you eerily look like a performer we are both huge fans of.
[ And then, a face of awed surprise ]
Though if you mistook us saying her name for calling for you, could it be that you...?
[ He's watching closely for a reaction. If she seems way too uncomfortable with this or tries to deny it then they ditch the plan altogether, maybe figure something else out. But if not... ]
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And then she blinks, looking a little taken aback by her own words.
"Wh... what did I just...?"
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His face lights up almost comically. ]
Oh! So it really is you then, Lady Alice! Uh-- do not worry though, we would never dream of pestering you while you are working!
...But would it be a hassle if we had a chance to speak with you after your shift? My companion truly does admire you, you see: she even tried to imitate your lovely hair! It would mean oh so much to her...
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After a moment of uncomfortable silence, Tagalong Girl reaches out to touch her hand, comfortingly.
"... I don't know if you remember me, but um... a really long time ago, when you were performing, you sang a song that was really important to me, and it helped me a lot. And when I got the CD, you signed it for me and..."
She trails off as she watches the blank look on Alice's face grow increasingly distraught. But more notable is her eyes – while there'd seemed to be some sort of fog over them a moment ago, they're suddenly growing sharp and clear.
"I'd... I used to daydream about performing, but... for as long as I can remember I've always just worked here. But there's something before that. And it's so far back and I can barely see it but I... what was I doing up on that stage...?"
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My lady I can assure you, you were indeed once the very performer you daydreamed of.
If you would like to talk and learn more to fill in the gaps you've forgotten we would be more than happy to assist, be it here or outside when you're ready and able to.
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"I... remember the studio." she begins, in a quavering voice. "And I remember us all laughing. It was... a contest or a competition but even though we were rivals, we were friends. I really, really thought we were friends but–"
Her grip on Tagalong Girl's hand tightens suddenly enough to get an "eep" of surprise as Alice suddenly sits up stock straight.
"Kotori! That's right, Kotori! Is she okay?! What happened to her after–?! Sh–she has to be alright!"
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He glances uneasily at his compatriots and clears his throat.] My dear...this may perhaps be a conversation you want to have somewhere else. For your sake. [and also theirs and like everyone else's]
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"... yes. alright. I... I have to understand just what happened to her."