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( A woman sits by the bay, fingers toying with her newly acquired box of goodies. She looks wet, like she might have been one of the less fortunate new arrivals to fall face first into the water. Upon approach however, the smell of the ocean is overwhelmingly strong, as if she'd recently been for a dunk in a saltier sea than this.
As is usual with most new arrivals, she seems confused by the odd situation she's been suddenly thrust into. She also looks sort of... dazed? Like she's hit her head too hard. It's not hard to spot, even under the large hat she wears, or the flood of dark, wavy curls upon her head; the trickles of blood along her cheeks and temple.
Eventually she moves, though not without a groan and quiet curse under her breath. Not really paying attention, chances of knocking into someone's shoulder on the way through is more than possible. A muttered apology comes, but unless directly engaged there isn't much more than that. )
As is usual with most new arrivals, she seems confused by the odd situation she's been suddenly thrust into. She also looks sort of... dazed? Like she's hit her head too hard. It's not hard to spot, even under the large hat she wears, or the flood of dark, wavy curls upon her head; the trickles of blood along her cheeks and temple.
Eventually she moves, though not without a groan and quiet curse under her breath. Not really paying attention, chances of knocking into someone's shoulder on the way through is more than possible. A muttered apology comes, but unless directly engaged there isn't much more than that. )
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[Murmured, Trunks coming over with the things he'd pulled out. Opening one of the water bottles and passing to her.]
That's just water, and safe to drink. Unfortunately a lot of things here are going to seem pretty advanced or strain your belief. I'll try and help where I can.
[Separating out the bandages, Trunks soaks one set of bandages in water from the other bottle and moves to start cleaning around her wound. Careful, and keeping his movements obvious still. Once he's got it cleaner, he'll get a better look at the wound with the light.]
Fayren is one of the 6 cities here. Where you woke up, where we are, is called Genessia. Each city has it's own 'flavor' so to speak, it's own theme and culture. The others are Fayren, Everglades, Attleton, Nova City, and Windgate Creek.
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( Maybe. Eventually. Jade, for all her spirit and adventure, doesn't really want to do a whole hell of a lot of adventuring right now. The concussion and subsequent confusion at her current situation probably doesn't help that lack of desire at all. Alas.
She looks at the bottle, confused more by the container than questioning the contents, and eventually starts to drink it. She hadn't realized how salty and dry her mouth was until crisp, cold water touched her tongue. A brief moment of contentment in that, before a dull pain throbs in her head again.
Her wound isn't terrible, but it's definitely not great. A decent sized gash from her forehead to her temple; dried blood caked over the skin and hair there until Trunks starts to clean it. She cannot recall exactly, but a good guess is that she cracked her head on a large chuck of wood when the ship went down. )
And none of this weirds you out at all?
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Yes, but my life was also pretty weird to begin with. I've just had to learn to adapt. Sip the water, don't gulp. We can get you more, but you don't want to make yourself more sick. Right now I'm gonna get this cleaned and bandaged, and then see what else I can do but you'll need better care than I can give.
[Definitely being careful with his cleaning, and when he can get a good look, Trunks grabs that small flashlight to get some light on it. Speaking as he examines.]
Can't tell if you have a fever...
[Murmuring to himself there.]
Anyways, from my perspective Fayren is the least 'advanced' city. It has armor and swords, and brick buildings with wooden roofs or similar. They don't have advanced materials like plastics, or some of the fancier alloys. Their science level hasn't yet progressed too far past alchemy into modern chemistry or physics of biology as I think of it. They do have magic though, actual 'magic' as I'm used to thinking of it. Manipulating arcane forces and energy, I guess is the best way to explain that.
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Just point me in the right direction. I haven't been to a proper doctor in... uh. Ever? ( Oceanview had a few menders, but no true physicians due to the rarity of such a profession. And the 'medic' on her crew was just a guy who knew how to sew and keep your insides from falling out completely. Aka: better than nothing.
She takes a few more sips of the water, listening intently for all her half-lidded eyes are wandering. )
We have magic in Valsheria. I mean, I don't use it, but it exists. Sounds like Fayren is the place to be though.
Where are you staying?
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[A better look at the wound unfortunately doesn't tell him much beyond what he guessed already. So, time to clean and bandage it. Moving back and pulling on the vinyl gloves, along with a few more pieces of gauze.]
I live and work in Nova City, which is the most advanced of the cities. I used to work in Everglades before I switched jobs. Admittedly, I'm not too familiar yet with Windgate Creek, and Fayren isn't the city I'm most familiar with. Usually I go there because it's a good place for training. Reminds me of home in that way.
[Soaking the gauze in antiseptic, making sure to meet her eyes.]
This is probably going to sting--sorry about that. This is a disinfectant. I'm not actually a doctor, but am used to having to patch myself and other's up in basic ways. I figure I'll do what I can, and then see if you're up for dealing with the strangeness that is likely going to be the Hospital.
[Waiting for some sign of her permission before dabbing the soaked-gauze gently against the edges of the gash.]
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In response to his unspoken request, Jade just kind of nods her approval. She can't say she has any idea what it is, but if the stinging is what comes with the territory of making sure she doesn't die of some horrible infection - she'll take it. )
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Training. It's not as crowded as long as I avoid the villages. I try to be careful in the forests or mountains, but it's not unlike parts of my home world. Less chance of others getting hurt.
[Not too much longer, and while the bandage probably feels weird, her wound is clean and disinfected and covered for now.]
What other symptoms do you have besides the head-wound? I'd still like to take you to the hospital, as they can probably determine if you have a concussion.
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( she did not misspeak. She might have even winked when she said it, but who knows if Trunks is too focused to see it. )
Uh. Nothing, I don't think. A few scratches, but all my organs are on the inside. I think.
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Then they're back on business which is a much more comfortable topic.]
Well, aside from your balance and being slightly unfocused--how is your head? I can give you some aspirin for it now, or we can just continue making our way to the Hospital. Genessia is less advanced than Nova City, and what I tend to think of as one of the most 'normal' of the cities. By which I mean it has what from my perspective are modern conveniences to make life easier and more enjoyable, housing and leisure-wise, as well as having businesses and infrastructure that I associate with a functional modern city. Like a hospital--where you go when you break a bone, or get really sick, or something. It's where doctors and medics work.
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Ahuh. Yeah. We can go there.
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[Yeah, he kind of gathered that she wasn't hearing or really listening to some of what he said.]
Give me a moment to put the crate away, and we'll head that way. I can try and answer more basic questions if you want.
[Packing away the dirty gauze to be dealt with later, along with the other supplies. Except the water-bottle. She still has the one, and he'd poured out from the bottle for cleaning before, so whatever's left in it should be fine to drink. Placing the lid back on the crate, then moving to press a button on the side. There's that 'hoipoi' sound again and some smoke, and a small cylinder object falls to the ground where the crate was.
The capsule goes back in the case in his pocket, with the other water bottle in his hand.]
It's only a couple of blocks a walk, and if you feel faint or dizzy at any point--like I said, lean on me.
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Yeah, I gotcha. And honestly... I'm kind of worried about asking more questions - I think the answers might make my head explode.
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[Watching her carefully, to make sure that even if she's dizzy, she's able to stand and walk. He'll just keep an eye on her while they walk anyways.]
I can try and give you some broader strokes information, which hopefully won't be so overwhelming.