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Text / Action (CW for alcoholism)
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 Eventually when he couldn't find anyone else, the trashy, outdated sign of a bar had beckoned, way too welcoming by now.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.]
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 Eventually when he couldn't find anyone else, the trashy, outdated sign of a bar had beckoned, way too welcoming by now.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.]
