[jiuqing is outside the apartments, contemplating whether she should head back to her floor or keep going until she's up on the roof and can get to the greenhouse - which is ultimately not a big difference i keep forgetting the metallic apartment is the highest floor.
anyway, she's quiet and deep in thought when she comes across prompto, but she at least does see him. she doesn't bump into him, and instead greets him with a nod.]
[actually you know what. i'm just going to reuse the same starter because let's be real, she's a doctor and she's absolutely resting like she's supposed to.
jiuqing can be found in the medbay, lying on her stomach on one of the cots. she looks a little sleepy - she's just taken a nap, apparently? - but when she hears footsteps, she rouses, and looks up.]
anyway idk what your pod plans are but she can imagine he's going to only use them long enough to be stabilized at most because (looks at meteion) so! she has medical supplies at the ready so she can patch him up.]
[ his pod plans are to stare at the pod as if it'll eat him, but he's too tired so if it wants to eat him it can. ]
Huh? Oh... yeah.
[ time to just lift his layers up so she can see. he's not fighting it because all he wants to do is nap. i'm just going to drop them all...
he's been grazed by bullets on the ear, neck, shoulder, arms, leg, chest. something tore into his side. there's a bullet hole through his calves slashes are on his chest, stomach, and arms. he's been stabbed through the chest. also his ankle is twister. ]
jiuqing is in the medbay, as she tends to be on thursdays before curfew. the funniest thing about pcs set here is there are almost certainly people in the cots who should be hearing every word we're saying, and yet,,,
anyway, no patients need her immediate attention, so she's getting the supplies put away now that she's washed up.]
he has golden feathers with black tips in his hair, and down his neck and the back of his arms. he has his hoodie sleeves rolled up. ]
Hey... usually I wait for Kashuu to be around to help out, but seeing he's probably going to be busy... thought I'd just do it so he can take his time.
[library it is! when prompto arrives, he'll find jiuqing browsing the shelves in the nonfiction section, sipping on a cup of tea she got from vending machine. she looks up when she hears footsteps.]
[when he walks in, she is... fairly heavily bandaged already, and just finishing off tying off a bandage around her head. why is she bandaging her own wounds? help.
but the parts of her that aren't bandaged, and aren't hidden under her clothing, also look pretty bad. she's got mottled bruises all over - some parts of her face, parts of her neck that aren't hidden by bandages, her arms... it doesn't seem to cut off at this places, either, so there's probably more under her clothes.
that black, tarlike substance was doing A Lot to hide just how badly she was hurt before.]
I'll get better, Prompto. I just need rest... and time.
jiuqing, frowning, is going from closed-down storefront to closed-down storefront, trying to see if she can break into any of them and/or if one of them will become a door that will take her back to the central node. you know, like an idiot.]
week two, sunday
anyway, she's quiet and deep in thought when she comes across prompto, but she at least does see him. she doesn't bump into him, and instead greets him with a nod.]
...hello, Prompto.
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honestly? he's just lowkey anxious vibing because people are upset when he sees her. lifting his hand up to give her a slight wave. ]
Hey, Doc. How are you doing? Wait, that's kind of stupid to ask. That couldn't have been easy to see.
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w3 monday is memday
Oh yeah! They have Ebony! [ and then he'll spot the healing goddess herself ]
Oh, hey Doc! Looking for anything in particular here?
[ maybe their bubble is on a shelf. ]
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[she wanders over, looking curious - she's never heard of that before.
and yeah, their bubble is there. whoops. when she gets close enough, suddenly they are trapped. oops.]
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week three, thursday
jiuqing can be found in the medbay, lying on her stomach on one of the cots. she looks a little sleepy - she's just taken a nap, apparently? - but when she hears footsteps, she rouses, and looks up.]
Ah... hello.
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he'll spot her and give her a wave. ]
Hey, Doc. Checking on the patients. How are you feeling?
[ he's going to sit on a cot next to hers ]
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w3 (is it only w3?) post trial
Uh this might be a dumb question but asking anyways
How are you?
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second wind when
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week four, thursday
anyway idk what your pod plans are but she can imagine he's going to only use them long enough to be stabilized at most because (looks at meteion) so! she has medical supplies at the ready so she can patch him up.]
...I'll need to see your injuries, Prompto.
[hopefully he won't get too embarrassed]
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Huh? Oh... yeah.
[ time to just lift his layers up so she can see. he's not fighting it because all he wants to do is nap. i'm just going to drop them all...
he's been grazed by bullets on the ear, neck, shoulder, arms, leg, chest.
something tore into his side.
there's a bullet hole through his calves
slashes are on his chest, stomach, and arms.
he's been stabbed through the chest.
also his ankle is twister. ]
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week five, thursdays
jiuqing is in the medbay, as she tends to be on thursdays before curfew. the funniest thing about pcs set here is there are almost certainly people in the cots who should be hearing every word we're saying, and yet,,,
anyway, no patients need her immediate attention, so she's getting the supplies put away now that she's washed up.]
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he's actually here with a bag of food this time.]
Heya, Doc! How's it going?
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week five, saturday
but prompto is already here when she walks into the greenhouse. she blinks, a little surprised.]
...Prompto?
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he has golden feathers with black tips in his hair, and down his neck and the back of his arms. he has his hoodie sleeves rolled up. ]
Hey... usually I wait for Kashuu to be around to help out, but seeing he's probably going to be busy... thought I'd just do it so he can take his time.
[ also it's something to do ]
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week six, monday
Oh! Hello, Prompto.
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anyways he's heading to the graphic novels as he sees her. giving a smile ]
Hey, Doc! Looking for anything in particular?
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w6 thursday post cyoa
Hey... I'd offer to help but I'm not really good at any of this. [ or anything really ] Are you feeling okay? Need anything?
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but the parts of her that aren't bandaged, and aren't hidden under her clothing, also look pretty bad. she's got mottled bruises all over - some parts of her face, parts of her neck that aren't hidden by bandages, her arms... it doesn't seem to cut off at this places, either, so there's probably more under her clothes.
that black, tarlike substance was doing A Lot to hide just how badly she was hurt before.]
I'll get better, Prompto. I just need rest... and time.
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week six, saturday
specifically, she is inspecting some of her injuries.
which have healed down to very thin scars.]
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Uh... I can come back!
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week seven, wednesday
Hi, Prompto. ...it's good to have them back, isn't it?
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Yeah! It's a big, big relief. You know, when you spend weeks trying to keep that hope alive and it finally happened.
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week seven, friday
jiuqing, frowning, is going from closed-down storefront to closed-down storefront, trying to see if she can break into any of them and/or if one of them will become a door that will take her back to the central node. you know, like an idiot.]
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Maybe we should try applebees? Seems like a place with a secret door or something.
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week seven, saturday
That was a long day. But... a productive one, I think.
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Super long! But yeah... It's actually really nice feeling like we're changing things.
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