Video | 15th | both courts

[cagedinflesh]

Good evening. To those I have not yet met, my name is Berserker, I feel it is always best to start with introductions, especially here, where there is no code to follow in them.

What I am asking today is the subject of medicine and healing. As some will know, I am a doctor and a scientist. Yet it is rather more difficult to pursue here, especially now, after what we have lost. I hope members of each court might set aside differences in the midst of war to speak on the subject, as sharing such information would benefit not only shardbearers, but the common people as well. Medical assistance is, after all, a basic right, and not something which should be withheld even from an enemy.

Of healers, I would ask after your methods, whether that of your own world, or adopted here. Magic, natural remedies, anything at all. Or else where one might find further information.

Botanists, or any others familiar with the plants of the Drabwurld might also be of use. The fewer which must be experimented upon to find medicinal properties, the better, of course. Once again, even peculiarities within your own world, as the knowledge may very well prove useful here.

In addition, if anyone - and I do mean anyone at all, regardless of court status or otherwise - if anyone would like medicines of some sort to keep for emergencies, I would be glad to provide. As of yet I have managed to compound a few pain relievers and the like, but would happily work to find some solution for anything. And of course, should any require proper medical attention, do contact me at any time.

Please do feel free to use this as a forum to discuss the subject among yourselves, if at all appropriate.

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[gehennawind]

Oh, please don't apologize-- I didn't contact anyone until, how long...

Almost a week. So please don't!

[EARNEST IDIOTS R US]

[cagedinflesh]

No, no, it is quite alright, truly! Moreover, it's super nice of you!

[Ah, modern phrasing in the middle there. Realising that embarrasses him all the more.]

[gehennawind]

--Super nice?

[It's a startling enough difference from his norm that Paloma forgets to continue their endless cycle of frantic appeasement.]

[cagedinflesh]

Yes, that's what I said!

[Don't question him. At least he didn't drop an 'awesome' or 'cool'.]

As in 'it's really very sweet'!

[gehennawind]

[She is questioning.]

I, umm-- you too!

[cagedinflesh]

Well, thank you!

[Oh god what's happening this is embarrassing. Quick, change the subject.]

Are you headed somewhere safe?

[gehennawind]

[Thank the Lord someone did, this was becoming a spectacle. At least it's a private conversation. She seizes on the subject change like a drowning woman.]

I'm as safe as I can get, for now. Another Kindred-- The Brucolac-- was offering sun-proof cellars and a blood supply to anyone needing shelter. The Ninth Spire.

[cagedinflesh]

Oh! I am currently en route myself, leading a group of natives to it. Are you there now?

[gehennawind]

[She doesn't brighten up like a puppy seeing the food bowl fill up, exactly, but some folks should check behind her for a wagging tail.]

Yes!

[Calm. C a l m down.] How far off are you? I run pretty fast, if you want another pair of hands.

[cagedinflesh]

No, no, stay where you are, we travel during the day. I expect to arrive on the twenty-first. I'm glad you, and others, will have a supply if blood there even without me, that is some relief to hear.

[gehennawind]

Oh. [Paloma laughs, mainly at herself.] True, I'm not going hungry.

[There's a moment or three filled with tangible hesitance. She wants to say that she's had trouble opening up to the other refugees, that she's afraid to approach these strangers without cause. It has made for a lonely stay.]

... It'll be good to see someone familiar. [This will have to do.]

[cagedinflesh]

Yes, I quite agree. It is a long road ahead of us, by then I will be quite starved for familiarity. [He laughs. But really the trouble is that he worries about Hyde, trying to hold him back, to keep the people with him safe. It will be better around anyone who has a chance of standing up to him. And familiar faces do tend to deter him.]

[gehennawind]

If it helps...

[This may be a little presumptuous. Paloma isn't sure and won't be until she straightens this spine.]

We-- you could write each night after traveling for the day? If something's happened to your people and you can't send word, I'll still know you've encountered trouble. I can pass it on to someone with more bodies to send out in a search party.

If not, it'd be good to hear everything is going smoothly.

[cagedinflesh]

That would be a great relief, in fact. I have little to do as I sit up all night to keep watch, and prevent Hyde from overtaking me in sleep. I would quite appreciate it.

[gehennawind]

Alright. We have a deal.

Wait-- when do you sleep? [DO YOU SLEEP]

[cagedinflesh]

I do not require sleep. While I was without a Master I did, now the magic she provides is more than enough. What's more I require no food or drink, and my body and even clothes mend themselves very quickly.

[Which is why you don't need to worry about him!!]

[gehennawind]

Your, uhh, your clothes fix themselves.

[She's echoing him. Paloma tucks her chin to examine her own travel-stained clothes. What an enviable ability.]

I, well, umm, okay.

[cagedinflesh]

In a roundabout way, they are technically part of my body. My body is not truly physical, it is made of mana, so too is my clothing, it simply manifests with me.

[He laughs, because it sounds really strange to put it that way. But it's true. And he could change clothes, but this is convenient.]

[gehennawind]

God, that-- explains so much about the way you taste.

[Whoa that was super inappropriate-sounding. She'd backpedal, but Paloma is too embarrassed to think of something straight away.]

[cagedinflesh]

[It's okay he doesn't think of it in any way but exactly what's meant! His blood, vampire! What do you mean that sounds sexual.]

Is it odd? I suppose that makes sense, I hope it isn't too terrible.

[gehennawind]

[BLOOD IS VERY INTIMATE, JEKYLL. Talking casually about the way somebody's vitae tastes is still uncouth!]

Oh, oh no. Definitely not. You-- it's hard to explain it to someone who doesn't take it in nightly. People don't taste the same one person to the next but I can't pinpoint the difference, most of the time.

You kind of taste like a new day. I, ahh, that's a weird way to describe it. I really don't know how.

[cagedinflesh]

[He's a doctor, blood isn't weird or private to him.]

A new day? Well, that's very poetic, even if I cannot imagine the taste of a new day!

[gehennawind]

[If only he knew what a Kiss feels like to the vampire giving it.]

Right. Okay. Do you remember the last time you slept soundly and woke up feeling as though you could handle anything in the world? And everything around you was beautiful?

[cagedinflesh]

I cannot say I do, unfortunately. Still, I suppose I know the feeling you mean, it has occurred, I simply cannot recall the last time. You mean to say the taste is equivalent to that feeling?

[gehennawind]

That feeling isn't the equivalent, but it almost is. [quieter:] I'm so sorry, this is pointless information.

[A voice says retreat, retreat, quit sharing, you've said enough tonight, Paloma. She listens, shrinking.]