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sooochangeable) wrote2014-03-02 10:59 pm
sooochangeable) wrote2014-03-02 10:59 pm
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Appointments and messages for Luceti. Please title, tag, and date appropriately.
Appointments and messages for Luceti. Please title, tag, and date appropriately.
What gave it away?
[He doesn't sound sarcastic as the statement actually is. Rather he sounds rather...relaxed. He seems to find the fact that he's being doctored soothing.
Or at least that might be what he wants Adele to think.
But then again...]
[He doesn't sound sarcastic as the statement actually is. Rather he sounds rather...relaxed. He seems to find the fact that he's being doctored soothing.
Or at least that might be what he wants Adele to think.
But then again...]
Most would find assault traumatic, most do not sleep well their first few nights here, and those that do not sleep well tend to have slight bruising and bags under their bloodshot eyes.
[Once the cream's worked in she nudges his chin up with a finger to better check the bruising on his neck.]
[Once the cream's worked in she nudges his chin up with a finger to better check the bruising on his neck.]
Stupid question; right.
[James complies very easily, his Adam's apple bobs slightly as he tilts his chin up under her silent instruction.]
At least you get to keep your skills up to date with me.
[James complies very easily, his Adam's apple bobs slightly as he tilts his chin up under her silent instruction.]
At least you get to keep your skills up to date with me.
Far better for me not have to use them at all. But it is what it is.
[Mostly blue and green, fading into purple where the pressure had been strongest. They'd ache for two weeks more, then fade. Another day and she could recommend the application of the heat packs she brought, and light massage.]
Is there a particular cause of your sleeplessness?
[Mostly blue and green, fading into purple where the pressure had been strongest. They'd ache for two weeks more, then fade. Another day and she could recommend the application of the heat packs she brought, and light massage.]
Is there a particular cause of your sleeplessness?
[Contemplating the deaths of several people? The ruin of small countries and the collapsing of dying stars? Why one man could be so clever and so stupid at the same time and just how much James would like to see him beg for answers he didn't have?]
I dunno. Guess it's leftovers from uni days, staying up late studying and grading and junk...
Can't stop thinking, ya know?
I dunno. Guess it's leftovers from uni days, staying up late studying and grading and junk...
Can't stop thinking, ya know?
Too much to think lest you grow idle, and too much on your mind for peace.
[Adele knew that sensation very well, though for very different reasons. Different concerns, different worries; doubly so now that she was here. Easier to become complacent, the threats far more immediate and dangerous for them than in her world, and this. Thing. She'd stepped into the middle of.
Satisfied that there wasn't much else to be done for him at the moment Adele steps back and nods at the cream.] A thin layer whenever the itching starts back up again; but no more than twice a day.
[Adele knew that sensation very well, though for very different reasons. Different concerns, different worries; doubly so now that she was here. Easier to become complacent, the threats far more immediate and dangerous for them than in her world, and this. Thing. She'd stepped into the middle of.
Satisfied that there wasn't much else to be done for him at the moment Adele steps back and nods at the cream.] A thin layer whenever the itching starts back up again; but no more than twice a day.
Exactly.
[James smiled slightly, unexpectedly. He didn't know he'd be getting that kind of reply. It looked as if that made him happy, to be hearing that. His fingers go up to dab at the cream around the bottom of the gash.]
"No more than twice a day" -- gotcha.
[James smiled slightly, unexpectedly. He didn't know he'd be getting that kind of reply. It looked as if that made him happy, to be hearing that. His fingers go up to dab at the cream around the bottom of the gash.]
"No more than twice a day" -- gotcha.
To quote an associate, 'join the club'.
[She wipes what little remains of the cream from her fingertips with a bit of gauze, and then nods to the small heating packs. Break and shake, easy enough at regulated temperatures.]
Starting tomorrow, perhaps the day after depending on how the bruising progresses, wrap one of those in a towel and apply to the worst of it in half hour intervals.
[She wipes what little remains of the cream from her fingertips with a bit of gauze, and then nods to the small heating packs. Break and shake, easy enough at regulated temperatures.]
Starting tomorrow, perhaps the day after depending on how the bruising progresses, wrap one of those in a towel and apply to the worst of it in half hour intervals.
Do we get our own jackets?
[James eyes the packs briefly before nodding to her instruction.]
Will do.
I never really properly thanked you before. For saving my life, I mean.
[James eyes the packs briefly before nodding to her instruction.]
Will do.
I never really properly thanked you before. For saving my life, I mean.
We are voting on that at the next meeting.
[She steps back and slips her hands into her pockets, blinking a bit. Her eyes go dark and flick to the side a moment before she replies.]
It is one of the worse ways to die, being strangled. And not something I would wish on many. Even if you would simply end up here again in a week; being dead is something of an inconvenience. Especially if it was not deserved.
[She steps back and slips her hands into her pockets, blinking a bit. Her eyes go dark and flick to the side a moment before she replies.]
It is one of the worse ways to die, being strangled. And not something I would wish on many. Even if you would simply end up here again in a week; being dead is something of an inconvenience. Especially if it was not deserved.
Oh!
Sorry....i- it was funny!
Sorry....i- it was funny!
...Cream, twice a day, heat packs tomorrow, half hour intervals.
Is anything else troubling you, or have you settled in well enough?
Is anything else troubling you, or have you settled in well enough?
No. No I'm okay.
As far as okay goes here, yanno?
As far as okay goes here, yanno?
You will become accustomed to the village's eccentricities in time.
[A beat.] If you need nothing else, I will return to the clinic.
[A beat.] If you need nothing else, I will return to the clinic.
Should anything change you know where to find the clinic, or if you would prefer a house call instead you are welcome to contact me through the journals.
[A faint nod in lieu of a wave and she's turning to leave, making her way to, and through, the door.]
[A faint nod in lieu of a wave and she's turning to leave, making her way to, and through, the door.]
[she's still got that light in her eyes...something halfway between teasing and truth.
After all, she doesn't doubt this for a second]
On her mother's side. I don't know if fairy is really the right word, but it fits. Because she's kind of magic.
After all, she doesn't doubt this for a second]
On her mother's side. I don't know if fairy is really the right word, but it fits. Because she's kind of magic.
What like, 'abracadabra' king of magic?
[He's either trying to call her on the bluff, or he's genuinely interested...both are of equal chance here.]
[He's either trying to call her on the bluff, or he's genuinely interested...both are of equal chance here.]
[ooc: continued from here!]
[It's noon. And he's just at the barracks. And he's the only one there. Quiet, unassuming, sitting and munching on an apple. How funny. Most people won't get the joke though. Not with how James is acting now, not with how he's dressed.
He misses his fine suits and trinkets. And playthings. He misses his bodyguard too. We'll just have to see about rectifying that. He begins to hum something...nursery rhyme-esque.
The mouse ran up the clock.
The clock struck Twelve.]
[It's noon. And he's just at the barracks. And he's the only one there. Quiet, unassuming, sitting and munching on an apple. How funny. Most people won't get the joke though. Not with how James is acting now, not with how he's dressed.
He misses his fine suits and trinkets. And playthings. He misses his bodyguard too. We'll just have to see about rectifying that. He begins to hum something...nursery rhyme-esque.
The mouse ran up the clock.
The clock struck Twelve.]
[The mouse ran down.
Or really, the cat watched from above. Grell arrived at noon as scheduled, but not in the way most would expect. Using trees and buildings, she lands on the rooftop and makes her way to the edge, looking down to see who is waiting for her.
Oh, hello there.]
Tick tock tick tock.
Or really, the cat watched from above. Grell arrived at noon as scheduled, but not in the way most would expect. Using trees and buildings, she lands on the rooftop and makes her way to the edge, looking down to see who is waiting for her.
Oh, hello there.]
Tick tock tick tock.
[His head tilts up and his neck aches for it. The bruises he won from Sherlock, the cut on his forehead too are still healing. He's no superhuman...but he's not normal. James Moriarty is a stranger breed.
James gives a faint whistle, and it's clear some of the facade of an innocent isn't being bothered with. Some. Of. The wall will be replaced with his usual when he deems it appropriate, but he likes Grell already. She's interesting - something he's never encountered before, and therefore strange and new and wonderful and exciting.
You'd do anything to stop from being bored.]
Has Christmas come early?
[He grins as he says it, showing all his pearly whites.]
James gives a faint whistle, and it's clear some of the facade of an innocent isn't being bothered with. Some. Of. The wall will be replaced with his usual when he deems it appropriate, but he likes Grell already. She's interesting - something he's never encountered before, and therefore strange and new and wonderful and exciting.
You'd do anything to stop from being bored.]
Has Christmas come early?
[He grins as he says it, showing all his pearly whites.]
Only if someone has been good this year.
[There it is. The smile, the strangeness, the loss of that pretty facade that shows something so much more intriguing underneath. Grell takes a few steps along the edge of the building as she studies him. James. James James James... Such an enigma. So...interesting.
She steps off the roof then and drops to the ground, landing lightly on her feet.]
Have you been?
[There it is. The smile, the strangeness, the loss of that pretty facade that shows something so much more intriguing underneath. Grell takes a few steps along the edge of the building as she studies him. James. James James James... Such an enigma. So...interesting.
She steps off the roof then and drops to the ground, landing lightly on her feet.]
Have you been?
Actually--
[He chuckles a little as Grell jumps down, completely fine. No broken bones or shattered shins - right as rain. James sunk his teeth into the red skin and flesh of the apple, crunching the fruit between his molars. Yummy.]
I don't expect much else than coal this year.
[He chuckles a little as Grell jumps down, completely fine. No broken bones or shattered shins - right as rain. James sunk his teeth into the red skin and flesh of the apple, crunching the fruit between his molars. Yummy.]
I don't expect much else than coal this year.
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