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hadriel_logs2017-04-12 03:23 pm
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( log eleven | open | in our busy schedules we have no time to meet )
Who: Clinic staff + Everyone!
What: Open / Catch-all / Mingle log for the Clinic. Come by and learn more, volunteer, get healed or simply chat with the staff.
Where: The Clinic, by the Colosseum
When: All through April.
Warnings: Nothing right now, but subject to change. Please warn in your headers as needed!
The reunification of the city as The Door reopens means that the Clinic has to scramble to get things in order, pushing monster corpses out of the way and cleaning up the mess left in the building. Which is why the signs, painted and hung, offering a drop in tour of the place (get to know the staff, hear more about first aid lessons) don't appear until The Door's been open for a couple of days.
But, hey. They're put out eventually. And the Clinic itself is hard to miss with its brightly painted front and variety of languages boasting the word medic, or its closest alternative.
Why not take a look? There's certainly gonna be someone on hand to talk to you, and maybe even give an impromptu demonstration of what you can expect in a first aid lesson.
Interested in knowing how to survive this place? Well, knowing how to patch yourself and others up is essential to such an endeavour. Thankfully, the Clinic is running another round of first aid lessons for all interested parties. Maybe you could come along, refresh your knowledge of the basics, or even volunteer to help out. Catch a staff member for a little one-on-one tutoring if you like.
Of course, there's always downtime, even for the busiest of bodies, and this month is offering plenty of it. Staff members, why not take time to relax and get chatting to one another? There's a makeshift deck of cards in the office for games and a fridge that will desperately need restocking with lunches and food now that the city's back in order.
Naturally, we can't forget the obvious. If you're injured, somehow, come seek help here. Staff are happy to help.
( Go nuts, post top levels, make them locked or open or whatever. )
What: Open / Catch-all / Mingle log for the Clinic. Come by and learn more, volunteer, get healed or simply chat with the staff.
Where: The Clinic, by the Colosseum
When: All through April.
Warnings: Nothing right now, but subject to change. Please warn in your headers as needed!
The reunification of the city as The Door reopens means that the Clinic has to scramble to get things in order, pushing monster corpses out of the way and cleaning up the mess left in the building. Which is why the signs, painted and hung, offering a drop in tour of the place (get to know the staff, hear more about first aid lessons) don't appear until The Door's been open for a couple of days.
But, hey. They're put out eventually. And the Clinic itself is hard to miss with its brightly painted front and variety of languages boasting the word medic, or its closest alternative.
Why not take a look? There's certainly gonna be someone on hand to talk to you, and maybe even give an impromptu demonstration of what you can expect in a first aid lesson.
Interested in knowing how to survive this place? Well, knowing how to patch yourself and others up is essential to such an endeavour. Thankfully, the Clinic is running another round of first aid lessons for all interested parties. Maybe you could come along, refresh your knowledge of the basics, or even volunteer to help out. Catch a staff member for a little one-on-one tutoring if you like.
Of course, there's always downtime, even for the busiest of bodies, and this month is offering plenty of it. Staff members, why not take time to relax and get chatting to one another? There's a makeshift deck of cards in the office for games and a fridge that will desperately need restocking with lunches and food now that the city's back in order.
Naturally, we can't forget the obvious. If you're injured, somehow, come seek help here. Staff are happy to help.
( Go nuts, post top levels, make them locked or open or whatever. )

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You have 'newcomer' written all over you. [He looks like he's not used to this place. It's a subtle difference that Emily has come to be able to see in people.] All you have to do is feel happy that you have coffee. That'll keep it flowing for us.
[And it'll keep Delight powered up. She really needs that, after what happened to the bar.]
I'm Emily.
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[The whole being obviously a newcomer thing. But he's totally not bothered by the comment, his own just conversational, and oh they have sugar and cream too? Amazing. Best coma dream ever.
And okay, obviously he's already doing 'feeling happy' thing, even though the entire idea's still slightly ridiculous.]
Can do. I am... Definitely happy to have coffee.
[Even if getting the sugar open is proving to be a small challenge with one hand broken, it's really putting very little of a damper on his mood. When she introduces herself he glances up from his fight with the sugar and smile, offering an equally informal response.]
Lance. Nice to meet you, Emily.
[She seems to be pretty settled into this place, so--]
Have you been here awhile?
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A poor fuck who's struggling with the sugar paccket. Fine, her bad, she could've done the whole job. After he introduces himself, she holds out her hand with a look that says gimme that, you dip, and when he does, she opens it and sweetens his coffee.]
Yeah. A year, actually. [She answers casually, more concerned with his coffee than seeming properly bothered by the fact that she's been in shithole cavetown for so long.] More sugar? How much cream?
[Her priorities are fine, okay. She's given up on getting out of here any time soon, especially now that they've found out there are things chasing them.]
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And hey, it's not like he gave her any specifics, so it's really not her responsibility... Though he doesn't protest her help, handing over the packets with a small, sheepish grin and a thanks. But he's immediately distracted from coffee preferences by her answer to his question.]
Excuse me, you said a year?
[Wow. That's... A long time. Maketh said she'd been here about that long too, and in fact had mentioned an Emily; he's wondering now if this is the same one.]
im sorry 4 her
Yeah. A year. Twelve months. About fifty-two weeks. Three hundred sixty-five point twenty-five days or so.
[That's not nerdiness, that is common fucking knowledge.]
Your coffee? [How do you take it, dip. Christ, newbies are exhausting.]
never be sorry
Okay, fair, I deserved that. Very precise, by the way.
[The .25 is not really necessary, though he does know at least one person who would argue that assessment.]
That's good on the sugar, and one cream's great, thanks.
[He regrets nothing about how he broke his hand aside from that he had to do it, but it's definitely already becoming annoying and he's feeling a little guilty about having Emily open the packets. At least it should heal pretty fast.
Her making the coffee gives him time to ask a question, too.]
I met someone else who said they'd been here a year, named Maketh Tua. She mentioned an Emily; do you know her?
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She sets the cup back down when she's finished, and when he mentions Maketh, she's all ears, the easy little smirk fading a little.]
Yeah, she and I got here on the same day. [And what a day that had been. Emily with her shoulder wound, scared for her friends' lives, the jabberjay taunting her with Matt's voice, Maketh protecting her from a ghost thing even though she looked like she'd been through hell before arriving here.
What a year for the two of them, honestly.]
What'd she say about me?
[Never mind that there's another Emily around. Maketh clearly means Emily Davis.]
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Also, drinking coffee gives him something to focus on and make it easier to keep his expression neutral as Emily responds. So it is indeed the same Emily, and depending on how well she knows Maketh she might provide some insight into what Maketh's actually like.]
She said you were the person to ask about clothing, and that you were 'quite talented' in the area.
[He'd found a store shortly afterward that had enough spare clothing in his size so as not to have to followup on that lead, but he'd definitely kept it in mind.]
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Yeah? [Emily shrugs. Humblebragging is go.] Fashion is my thing, yeah. I only started sewing after I got here, though. Why, do you need anything made or altered?
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And yeah, that humblebrag is not subtle.]
No, nothing right now, but I might later.
[Suits always have to be modified, after all. But right now he's not actually interested in tailoring; the gossip thing is still his main focus.]
I was actually wondering... If you know Maketh, do you know anything about the organization she works with? The Guard?
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Her grandmother would be so disappointed in her for that non-humility tbh.] We're easy to find, if you ever need anything.
[The Guard?] Why, are you interested in helping them out?
[The look she gives him says Really? Your nerdy ass? She has a lot of practice giving that look. She's friends with this guy named Chris, who is a total nerd.]
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Awesome.
[He'll definitely have to find her later if he finds a suit that's anywhere near the right size. And hey, he reads that look loud and clear, and excuse you.]
I'm an FBI agent, so, yeah. Maybe. I wanted to get a sense of what the people here thought about the organization first, though.
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She shrugs.] Some people like having them around, some people hate them, most people couldn't care one way or the other. It's not like anyone can do anything about it.
[Never mind the thing with the clones and how the Guard building got wrecked. She's fuzzy on the details. That was a shitty time for a lot of reasons.]
They're always there to help fight off monsters and get people supplies when the gods are doing their thing, though, so probably there are more people that like them than not.
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That's not at all the point right now, though, and instead he focuses on her answer. It's a balanced one and he appreciates her outlook, although he gets the impression that underneath it all she's one of the supporters; hopefully the Guard really is as well-meaning as it seems to be.]
That's good to know, thank you.
[He'll have to keep asking around, but at least he got a good answer from someone and so he steers the topic to a lighter subject again.]
So, where'd you get the whole coffee setup?
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He's not wrong, though. Emily is pretty neutral about the guard overall, but she's glad to have them around regardless. Glacius is a member, which automatically gives the whole Guard a ton of points, and Maketh's friend Henry gives really good massages, so yeah, Emily's a bit biased there.
She shrugs. Whatever. It's kind of a boring subject anyway. The coffee cart, however, is not. She doesn't perk up per se, but she does seem more interested in what she's talking about.]
From Delight. One of my friends asked her for quality coffee, and she gave us this in exchange for sharing it with everyone. We're kind of like casual baristas, I guess. All we have to do is smile.
[Food service. Free coffee for working in food service. But it could be worse, and it's not that bad at all. Emily likes the routine.]
The gods will do that, give you things and ask for payment like that.
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But okay, that's definitely interesting to know. Being able to work out deals with supposed gods for things you might need or want seems like kind of an important piece of knowledge to have in this place.]
So, if Delight's payment is that you share coffee with everyone and smile, she's basically asking you to generate the emotion she wants, right?
[He thinks that's how it works, from other conversations he's had so far, but it's always good to be sure. It's not like any of this is normal.
But assuming that's right--]
Is it the same way with the others when you make deals?
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Exactly. Her making us this coffee drains some of her power, so it's only fair that we give her power in return.
[Also, Delight is still her favorite.]
Yeah, it is. Why, you thinking of asking for something already?
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Huh. Sounds like a really good deal, actually.
[He'll remember that, if he decides to talk to any of the supposed gods. As far as deals go--]
No, no, not exactly. Just still trying to get an idea of this place; I'm feeling kind of like I stepped into a video game or something.
[Because how this world works is nothing like his.]
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It's the best deal, end of story.
Hold on, did he just-- wow.]
Oh my god. Don't tell me you're one of those gamer nerds, or whatever you have where you're from.
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[That was deifnitely a stronger reaction than he was expecting
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[Buddy, she has dealt with way too many nerds in life not to know one when she sees one.]
Economics and video games. You must be so fun to hang out with.
[Behind the sarcasm is honesty. He probably is interesting to talk to, and smart to boot. A good person to have on your side, all in all.]
You're probably good at trivia. At least that's fun.
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[He's obviously joking, because yeah, it's probably pretty obvious he's a nerd in some way or another. Her second comment might've stung a little if he couldn't read the underlying sentiment, so he just gives a small chuckle at her remark about trivia.]
Depends on the trivia. I'm sure you'd never guess, but sports is not a strong suit of mine.
[Nor is advanced math, but fortunately that's a rarity in trivia. The way she talks makes him think he isn't the only one of them who might be good at facts, though; she's obviously sharp and quick underneath the casual language, which he can recognize easily enough because he did--and still does--talk that way himself.]
I'm gonna guess you'd be pretty good at it yourself too, though I can't speak for you on the sports part.
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[Points for the sarcasm, Lance. And for catching onto hers.
And for being perceptive. It makes things so much easier when you don't have to spell things out for people.]
I'm good at subjects you're not. [She shrugs.] Don't count me out for sports trivia. My boyfriend plays football. I've picked up a thing or two.
[She's picked up more than just a thing or two as far as rules and technical stuff goes. Still doesn't get the appeal of sports, but she gets how the games work.]
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[That said, it's pretty cool and definitely fun to watch.]
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Then we can get my friend Hannah on our trivia team. She's an amazing tennis player, so she's at least got that covered.
[There's probably no way to make a trivia game to play here that's fair to everyone, what with nearly everyone being from different times and places, but you're damn right she's thinking it'd be fun if they could.]
Okay, I have to keep serving people coffee. [She smiles at him.] I'll see you around, I'm sure.
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