prismatica | second ☕✨ text (opening a clinic & a game!)

Guete Morge, everyone!

I will try to keep this brief. I've posted once before but I imagine it's more likely that if you know me, you've met me in person or know a mutual acquaintance; my name is Angela Ziegler. I'm the doctor that has opened the Second Nature Clinic on level 2. It has officially been set up and I've worked up a preliminary amount of basic medications that should be familiar to most such as allergy medication, pain management, decongestants, and other such things.

More importantly, there is no charge for any of my services if anyone ever needs to come by or contact me. I'll also gladly come to you if you're not comfortable in medical facilities or don't wish to leave your apartment. I think we all know by now the effect we can have on others, depending on the time of the month. I want everyone to know that they're welcome, for any reason, whether it's for questions, concerns with the moonblessings this place bestows upon us, medical aid, or simply for a cup of coffee and some fresh pastries for the company. We are all here on our own and it's the least that I can offer to support others.

( You know, Understatement Of The Century™️, but moving right along. You can practically read the warm little smile like to be on her face if she were speaking this aloud. )

I've seen countless posts here seeking commiseration on feelings and effects people have experienced, worries, concerns— and nowhere else to put them. I hope you're all well and have found the answers you need. While I am primarily a surgeon and combat medic, I never mind listening or offering another perspective if you ever wish for something more private and a touch professional. You could call it part of my job to assist others in shifting their typical way of thinking into something a little more positive after a life-changing injury and its recovery.

I do plan on joining the trip so that a medic is present, so the clinic may be closed for a few days. If anyone wishes to post their contact information on the door for others remaining in Prismatica, please feel free to do so! I would rest easier knowing that there are eyes out for all of us, across both places.

And if you wish to know me a bit better, why don't we play a game? Two truths and a lie. Let's see, I'll start...

1. I once won a spider-catching competition.
2. I've spent more time camping than living in my house.
3. My favorite color is yellow.

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[ Her bedside manner leaves nothing to be desired. It's soothing without effort or force. Some people were just born for it, though they were few and far between. It's not quite the balm that would heal Jill, but nothing outside of her partner was capable of truly closing her wounds. A thought that passes in embarrassment. Redness tinges for a number of reasons varying from the uncommonness of being touched to her own internal struggles. ]

I guess we're already blurring the lines of doctor and patient, then. [ A mild joke to ease up the tension -- even if it's all on Jill's side. ] Black is fine by me.

[ Jill is limited to exhaustion, which is better than one might expect from being hit with the brunt of a rocket launcher blast. Another few feet and she might not be here at all. It's a small comfort among all the chaos and string of worries that file in a row without limit in her head. Infinite, repeating, often ending with her partner. The world... it was important. Of course it was, but she had always forsaken her duties for him. This time was no different.

The guilt weighs down on her. Sickens, almost. What place does she have in protecting others if she's going to play favorites?

Regardless, she vaguely watches Angela without scrutiny. Her gaze is blurred over in thought of other things in between, her mind incapable of silencing the worry and frustration she feels. Still, it's difficult to not let her eyes catch the mug. Perhaps a unique individual piece, beautiful even to someone less inclined to art like herself. It fits the doctor, she thinks. ]

Doctors unnerve some people regardless. [ But she's polite and lightly humorous, almost a teasing laugh to her voice. ] I'm as comfortable as I can be, though. I'm used to a lot of travel, rarely settling in.

[ She wants to pry a little or at least discuss more but she understands this is a business visit. There are certain protocols. ]

Unnerving in some ways -- no magic or anything where I come from -- but anything beats being dead. I can't complain.

( Even if it may be the case that Angela's care won't completely heal the other woman, all she can do is try. Some degree is better than none, in any case, even if it's just packing a wound to stop hemorrhaging before someone else can sew it up proper. More importantly is that she doesn't mean to make her blush with something as simple as a sandwiched hand to hold, letting her touch ease back. )

Just a little bit. I don't like being referred to by a title outside of scenarios where the distinction is immediately necessary. I know I'm a surgeon and you know I'm a doctor; that's enough, wouldn't you say?

( Her amusement's still curling her lips as she nods to the coffee preference and goes to get her a mug, returning with it to set on the coaster before her and taking a seat opposite, where they can still look one another in the eye. She's within arm's reach even so. )

I'll still try to mitigate the discomfort however I can. It is at least easier to accept a similarly-harangued person to turn to than it would be to go to the scientists here, I suppose. You may have to get used to settling in here at least for a minute. I've been here for almost six months, already. Few enough people seem to have been able to return home without any warning. Even the scientists here can't say what happened; they just know that the devices cut off and the knights can't find those who have disappeared and noted activity spiking with the energy of the moons. We can only assume they're sent "home".

( Prying is fine in reverse! It's Angela who will be trying to match pace. )

Nearly anything is better than being dead, though, you're right. So what is it that I can help you with, Jill?

second ☕✨ text (opening a clinic & a game!)

we can handwave, lot of events and new month tags! (not that i'll turn down one of your tags!)

in case u haven't noticed I'm Stubborn