what's immediately visible: he's at least gotten a change of clothes, wearing a long skirt and thancred's cat pajamas hoodie, but he does still look feverish.]
anyway, the symptoms of sickness are pretty much obvious to him right away - lu bixing frowns a little and comes over with no hesitation, lifting his hand to rest the back of it against his forehead. no preamble. ]
You don't look so good. [ :( ] Friday morning aside.
ryn probably needs help with it, but the damage is: a messy cut on his arm that appears to have been further torn open by sharp little teeth; this is the one that's suffering infection. on his flesh leg there are similar wounds in three places, but only from those teeth-- they're still nasty, though, it looks like something latched on and started shredding. all the wounds have a red rash around them.
also if he didn't already know ryn bleeds purple, now he does!
I FORGOT his face is bruised and his glasses are taped together.]
hey! he hates this. he mostly hates this because it's just immediately reminiscent of something waaay too familiar, and though he's not at all squeamish, he does make a little bit of a pinched face as he carefully examines the rash around his leg...? he will be putting on gloves before he touches anything though. thank you medkit tree. ]
anyway he's going to disinfect this for him, very carefully - expression worried as he looks up at him while he's explaining. it would be nice to have a medical capsule to just diagnose and treat this properly, but... ] This rash worries me. Let's try and keep a really good eye on it over the next couple of days, okay...? And I'll bring fresh bandages tomorrow so we can wrap you up after... you know.
I don't disagree, but - consistency, more or less.
[ the smile he gives is apologetic, here, but. yeah. only if it becomes really necessary - and likely, not because of rynlan himself, unless you're like, a murderer under your cyoa.
he nods, though, examining the pattern of the rash itself for a moment with his brows furrowed, mouth pulled into a tight frown. ]
...mmm. I can't say I'm familiar enough to know if that's normal [ troll bites ] but... let's just keep an eye on it. Hopefully, if we treat it with disinfectant and just keep it well taken care of, it won't spread.
...it wiped out almost the entire world. Civilization existed in small safe zones-- we were sent to find books from the 'Old World', for their informational value. The trolls we fought were... they were people who were transformed by that disease.
It began with the rash. Progressed rapidly. Those who succumbed early were lucky, and those who lived long enough... were twisted. Some could still speak. Called out in human voices.
he doesn't say anything. just holds still, for a moment, listening to what rynlan has to say, focused heavily on the sight in front of him. his voice is calm and gentle, no change in inflection. ]
Symptoms? [ he trusts rynlan to hopefully know these things. he was a healer, right? ] With the end result being the twisted nature. What came in between, were you able to find out? Or how long it takes to progress?
[ the aren thing is - that's upsetting, and his heart aches for him but unfortunately the prime minister takes first precedent. ]
...progression of the rash. Blistering and bleeding spreading from the original site, pain, exhaustion. Coughing blood. Seemed to take longer than a couple of weeks.
he nods, as he finally pulls back and removes the gloves, going to dispose of them immediately. ]
...Alright. If it's okay, I'd like to check on this and see if it's progressing tomorrow morning. Is Thancred going to help you get to the boat tomorrow? Or do you need something?
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[he's quiet, though, that announcement Sucked.
what's immediately visible: he's at least gotten a change of clothes, wearing a long skirt and thancred's cat pajamas hoodie, but he does still look feverish.]
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anyway, the symptoms of sickness are pretty much obvious to him right away - lu bixing frowns a little and comes over with no hesitation, lifting his hand to rest the back of it against his forehead. no preamble. ]
You don't look so good. [ :( ] Friday morning aside.
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[he made an effort but at some point you have two injured people and a number of supplies for two weeks.]
At least one probably needs stitching again, coming back seems to have undone things.
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[ he gives the medkit a little wave. thanks, medkit tree... ] And - better to do it now, than to do it tomorrow.
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[he's allowed.
ryn probably needs help with it, but the damage is: a messy cut on his arm that appears to have been further torn open by sharp little teeth; this is the one that's suffering infection. on his flesh leg there are similar wounds in three places, but only from those teeth-- they're still nasty, though, it looks like something latched on and started shredding. all the wounds have a red rash around them.
also if he didn't already know ryn bleeds purple, now he does!
I FORGOT his face is bruised and his glasses are taped together.]
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hey! he hates this. he mostly hates this because it's just immediately reminiscent of something waaay too familiar, and though he's not at all squeamish, he does make a little bit of a pinched face as he carefully examines the rash around his leg...? he will be putting on gloves before he touches anything though. thank you medkit tree. ]
...What bit you?
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[i also forgot plenty of bruising on his back and front help]
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anyway he's going to disinfect this for him, very carefully - expression worried as he looks up at him while he's explaining. it would be nice to have a medical capsule to just diagnose and treat this properly, but... ] This rash worries me. Let's try and keep a really good eye on it over the next couple of days, okay...? And I'll bring fresh bandages tomorrow so we can wrap you up after... you know.
[ The Strip ]
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[he's not lavi how the fuck is he gonna kill a jock or a god?
the good news is these were at least cleaned and wrapped yesterday, but they do need the new round of care.]
...the rash only appeared when we came back.
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[ the smile he gives is apologetic, here, but. yeah. only if it becomes really necessary - and likely, not because of rynlan himself, unless you're like, a murderer under your cyoa.
he nods, though, examining the pattern of the rash itself for a moment with his brows furrowed, mouth pulled into a tight frown. ]
...mmm. I can't say I'm familiar enough to know if that's normal [ troll bites ] but... let's just keep an eye on it. Hopefully, if we treat it with disinfectant and just keep it well taken care of, it won't spread.
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[it's been two months of post apocalyptic shit and basically his whole body hurts, please do not make him.]
It was normal for the disease there, but we were immune.
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lu bixing doesn't still, really, but his hands twitch a little. ]
Tell me what the disease was like, as far as you can recall.
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[he's quiet before he continues, uncertain.]
...it wiped out almost the entire world. Civilization existed in small safe zones-- we were sent to find books from the 'Old World', for their informational value. The trolls we fought were... they were people who were transformed by that disease.
It began with the rash. Progressed rapidly. Those who succumbed early were lucky, and those who lived long enough... were twisted. Some could still speak. Called out in human voices.
In Aren's, once.
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he doesn't say anything. just holds still, for a moment, listening to what rynlan has to say, focused heavily on the sight in front of him. his voice is calm and gentle, no change in inflection. ]
Symptoms? [ he trusts rynlan to hopefully know these things. he was a healer, right? ] With the end result being the twisted nature. What came in between, were you able to find out? Or how long it takes to progress?
[ the aren thing is - that's upsetting, and his heart aches for him but unfortunately the prime minister takes first precedent. ]
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...Okay. High fever, too?
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I don't know all the exact details-- I had someone else's memories, along with mine, but I can't really consult them now.
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he nods, as he finally pulls back and removes the gloves, going to dispose of them immediately. ]
...Alright. If it's okay, I'd like to check on this and see if it's progressing tomorrow morning. Is Thancred going to help you get to the boat tomorrow? Or do you need something?
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[leg hurty.]