[Open] When You Do Nice Things

[chatwithdeath]

🧙 WHO: Naomi Kimishima and You
⚔️️ WHAT: Helping clear up the Forest of the Felled and curing people... as usual. Catch-all for November
🕒 WHEN: All throughout November until Event
🗺️ WHERE: Forest of the Felled and Camelot
⚠️ WARNINGS: In the Forest of the Felled, but insomniac healer. However, may be warnings depending on thread directions so will update as they come.

I. A Cure on Cloud Nine

[As the forest was, there shouldn't be any issues clearing it out, but someone apparently ticked the Naiads off and now, there was a basilisk. At least it wasn't like the serpent she'd always heard about, but having some allies paralyzed would not do.]

[Still, a flower that hadn't been seen for years being the cure? And not to mention, these traps...]

Why did they set this one up?

[Hadn't the main issue with the Forest been spirits? None of these would hold the creatures that had become a problem. Whoever had set off this net she was stuck in at the moment was getting a look from her direction. She should've stayed at the hospital...]

II. Paralysis, Paralysis, and Paralysis Again

[When she first saw the creature upon the chest of another sleeping nearby, she wasn't sure what she was seeing. However, the conscious effort of their apparent attack on the person does process - enough that she'll borrow a companion's weapon (whatever it may be) and attack it, knocking it off without much hesitation.]

[But whatever it was doing had already started. As she's not a cognitive mage, she cannot do anything, but she could confront the demon.]

Try to wake them. I'll hold it off.

III. General Clinic (but it's Magical Flu Season)

[Another month, a coming season, and it was about that time a yearly disease should come around. It really was thanks to her world that Naomi didn't catch many common maladies, but this Magical Flu had other problematic factors that weren't from catching it.]

[At a knock, she looked over at the door.]

Enter slowly... but if you're about to sneeze, do so before you enter.

[And let's not destroy her office space on accident with some leaking magic.]

IV. Wildcard

[OOC: Any prompts you're interested in threading with Naomi that aren't here? Hit me up at demidemonLove. She's not an active quest taker since she has a job, but she can be dragged into them like the quest with the fear gorta, butterflying lettuce, and even the gancanagh (she's an adult, it's all good).]

Comments

III

[rustyhonesty]

Don't worry, I already did...

[Jean has, unfortunately, been hit with the magical flu. It's likely obvious since he has tiger ears currently stuck on his head and he's wearing a facemask to protect anyone around him.]

I've been trying to heal myself, but I don't think I'm strong enough to actually deal with this type of flu.

[chatwithdeath]

[She nods to Jean when he enters, but stares at the tiger ears. Well, she knows it's not from any frat party this time.]

It may also be something about the magical nature of this illness prevents self-healing through magic. And since that would push people to see a doctor, it would also allow it to spread.

[She's call it nefarious intent were it not just an illness.]

Of course, that's only a thought.

[rustyhonesty]

That does make sense when you say it like that.

[Just a regular flu is horrible enough, why are you like this magical flu.]

I've been avoiding people as much as possible, but waiting this one out seems like it would take a while... so thanks for seeing me.

[chatwithdeath]

[Because magic is always a pain in the ass.]

It's no trouble. Diseases can spread quickly in crowded conditions like ours currently. Even after I cure you, keep wearing your mask just to be on the safe side.

[rustyhonesty]

Got it. I'd rather be extra safe than end up with a rerun.

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[blackabyss]

[Tokoyami had been waiting as patiently as he could in the clinic, trying his best not to sneeze... but it's a little hard. So while he waits his turn, and while Naomi goes in and out to fetch other patients, she will see a different animal each time. A barn owl. A komodo dragon. A tiger. A chihuahua. And now, currently, a red panda.]

[He looks up when she calls out to him, and walks forward, as miserable as a red panda can look.]

[chatwithdeath]

[There's patients coming in and out of her door all day - and some people she feels like she's seen at least a few times? (But most of them are men this time which is suspicious for other reasons)]

[When Tokoyami does come up, she... sees a red panda.]

... You've been trying to deal with this for a while, haven't you?

[blackabyss]

[The red panda lets out a little sniffle before nodding.]

Yes... I thought it would go away on its own, but...

[He makes to sneeze.... but fortunately holds it in.]

[chatwithdeath]

[... Okay, that just looks pathetic.]

It didn't and the symptoms became worse...

[At least, that's what happened with everyone else.]

I

[kiss_it_better]

Who can say?

[He looks apologetic but he's neither concerned nor embarrassed for what happened. Still, he pulls out a knife to work on cutting the net.]

Perhaps it had worked on something that had lived here in the past?

[chatwithdeath]

[Sighing, she'll just... wait for him to finish cutting the net with his knife. She could help, but she'd rather not use her limited resources to do that.]

Apparently there was a Fachan, but why attempt to trap anything here at all when this is not a regular travel destination?

[kiss_it_better]

It's hard to say. Someone must have felt it was worthwhile.

[He was quick and precise with his cuts. He chooses them so they wouldn't be dropped suddenly before they were ready.

When he was close to being done, he stopped.]

Will you need help with landing?

[chatwithdeath]

Perhaps... If it's recent, it would make sense.

[Now that creatures were more frequent to the forest, but that seems too quick.]

[At his question, she shook her head.]

I'll be fine.

III, vague-backdated to early nov?

[luciing]

Hail, Healer.

[ In steps a man who's dressed as if he's just stepped out of an ancient fantasy-greece fresco, but without all the life and levity behind one. His head lifts slightly in formal greeting. The courtesy of acknowledging her with a nod does nothing to soften his grim mien. ]

Sure

[chatwithdeath]

[Raising her eyebrow at being called 'Healer', she takes a moment to stare at the man that entered her clinic. She guesses she shouldn't be too surprised considering other worlds and times people come from...]

Good afternoon. What brings you in today?

[luciing]

[ Somnus regards her grimly, albeit respectfully-- or, more likely, what counts as respectful from whatever era he hails. ]

Are you able to detect physical ailments as caused by bloodmagic?

[chatwithdeath]

[She'll write it down as century's old chivalry now.]

I can... and so long as there's no cursed side ailments tied to it, I can treat it.

III (text -> action)

[phoenixwiz]

(After receiving a text message from Gokudera about having an appointment with Dr. Kimishima, Harry decides to go to her in hopes of getting cured from the flu like many others.

Taking the white-haired man’s advice about getting the appointment with the doctor scheduled beforehand, he sends in a text message to her that he would like to have an appointment with the doctor soon.)

Hello, Dr. Kimishima. I was told by an acquaintance that I can have an appointment with you regarding the magical flu since I have it at the moment. Is there a time slot for me to visit you?

[chatwithdeath]

[Oh, look at that. Someone actually texting her about an appointment.]

How soon would you prefer? I had a cancellation so I can fit you in thirty minutes from now, or my next opening after that is in two hours.

[Decisions, decisions... Also, yes, she could contact her next appointment already scheduled, but better to fit everyone in if possible.]

[phoenixwiz]

I can take the first option since I don’t have anything else too important to attend to today.

[chatwithdeath]

Very well, I'll see you soon then.

III

[tempredmental]

[An unlucky random farmer showed up at the clinic, having left Keith outside for the moment, since the Paladin was the one with the sneezing problem. The farmer then informed Naomi that Keith had almost electrocuted one of the sheep in his pasture by having a sneezing fit. The sheep would be fine, if a little staticky and extra fluffy while the effects wore off, but, other than randomly causing partial transformations on himself and creating small elemental disasters, Keith also seemed to be exhausted and dehydrated, the perfect combination for having gotten sick in the first place. Hence, this was why the farmer had helped him to the clinic, since he was having trouble staying upright at the moment. Someone had gone and overworked himself...]

[chatwithdeath]

[Before she gets any information (and Keith's file... again), she helps the farmer bring Keith over to the bed to lay down. It's putting him unfortunately away from the wall she designated people to sneeze towards lest they let out a burst of magic, but she would deal with his flu first and other physical deficiencies in a moment. Also, one spell to make sure the farmer wouldn't get sick on his way out.]

[With her notes down and Keith left to her, the ghastly magenta hue would spill from her fingers and envelope the exhausted young male to rid of his flu, and then she would sit back to wait for him to come around, waiting to pen more notes as to what brought his current condition about.]

[tempredmental]

[The farmer was grateful for the preventative spell as he left, heading quickly back to his farm to make sure no one else was sneezing on his sheep and potentially flooding the area or setting them on fire...

Keith was trying to pay attention, but, having nearly passed out after bringing lightning down on that pasture, it was hard for him to stay conscious. The relief from the flu symptoms alleviated some of that fatigued brain fog, however, and he did begin to acknowledge his surroundings after a few moments.

As it clicked in his head where he was, he groaned a bit, rolling on to one side to cover his face.]

Uuuugh... [He sighed into his arms.] Quiznak.

[chatwithdeath]

[Naomi took notes and glanced his way. Yeah, he should cover his face, but not because Naomi's eyeing him. She's looking at her page and thinks he ought to be a little embarrassed about his new predicament.]

Welcome back...

[And no, she will not lay off it.]