Text / Action (CW for alcoholism)

[aurabble]

Hey everyone. I'll be hosting an improvised healing session in front of Genessia Commons from 6am-1pm before my shift. If you have any aches, infections, or something you're just too scared to go to the doctor for or wait in the hospital, I'll do it for free.

But you should really go to the doctor. Theyre here to help.

[Action at some seedy bar in Nova]

[It had to be a fucking slow day. Jaune had done everything he could, healed everyone he could and even helped arrange the receptionist's office when things got too quiet. But eventually, they had told him to go home. His regular shift was already turning into a double. But he didn't feel like going home. He wandered into Nova, searching the alleys for anyone injured or sick, or too drugged up to think coherently, healing who he could. A few of them had attacked him, but he hadn't scarred. Of course not. Eventually when he couldn't find anyone else, the trashy, outdated sign of a bar had beckoned, way too welcoming by now.

So there he sits, at the counter, trying to waste time.]

Comments

Text -- LOOK HE GOT IT SWITCHED YAAAAAAY

[watcheddog]

What are you, my daughter?

Re: Text -- YAAAY

[aurabble]

I hope not that would be too much of a shock

but if she says it that often maybe you should oh you know listen to her

Re: Text -- YAAAY

[watcheddog]

I did. I was going to have a surgery, but I'm half certain it killed me and this is some sort of ethereal afterlife/punishment.

Re: Text -- YAAAY

[aurabble]

Bummer.

Tried the dream docks?

Re: Text -- YAAAY

[watcheddog]

No. I've been here two days.

What are those?

Re: Text -- YAAAY

[aurabble]

dont have time to explain

look it up

Re: Text -- YAAAY

[watcheddog]

ok

[:| He just remembered/re-figured out text. With his luck no one will see or hear from him for weeks now. GJ Jaune.]

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[memortalized]

[Memo has not gone to her commons apartment in days. Simply because she's forgotten about it. Without a longterm memory, she can't remember.

She has found herself in the bar. It's one of the only places she could get in for shelter at this hour. Having no memory of bars, or any idea how to act in them, she ends up following Jaune's example when he enters: Memo walks over, pulls up a seat next to him, and then stares. Waiting for further 'instruction.'

And also, holding her starter cash with a question:]

How do I exchange this for food?

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[aurabble]

[Jaune shoots the pale-haired girl an odd look. She doesn't look old enough to belong in a bard, and her question only cements it. But the drink is already warming his throat and he glances away.]

You want food? ...Tell the bartender what you want, and then you'll pay later.