[Oh crap. So it's Emet-Selch who got the poison... Hijikata was anticipating its effects on himself so badly that he actually did have some (purely psychosomatic) mild symptoms, but when the other man outright keels over he knows that he, himself, is fine. He turns on his heel and runs back to him, pulling the vial out of its box and pouring its contents into the sand.]
Emet-Selch! Hang in there.
[With the trial space now reconnected to Camelot the tincture actually works as intended, teleporting onto the scene a kindly-looking middle-aged woman in a flowery dress.]
Madam! Over here!
Oh, my... where did you call me here, now?
[She looks around, mystified, but quickly focuses on her patient as she reaches him. Hijikata glares daggers at the buff old man as he explains what happened.]
He was poisoned.
[The healer assesses Emet-Selch's status and frowns.]
I'm sorry, dear, but... I think your friend is already gone.
What?! You can't be serious!
[That's not how it's supposed to go! The healer was supposed to save the day here! Still, Hijikata somehow manages to keep a halfway cool head. If Emet-Selch is dead, then shouldn't he be seeing his ghost around..? Surely he didn't instantly move on to the local afterlife? While he looks around for a spectral version of the man he's holding the healer makes some more revival attempts, albeit without success. She hesitantly procures a wand from her belt pouch.]
All I can still try now is to extract the poison, but I doubt it'll still do him any good, dear.
[She's clearly hesitating to further meddle with a man who's already dead, but Hijikata is determined to try anything.]
Let's go for it.
[He's already holding Emet-Selch's upper body on his lap, so the woman only has to tilt his face up forward before reciting the appropriate spell and drawing the potion out through his mouth. It's weird to see the liquid be pulled towards the wand through the air and swirl around it, but the healer does a thorough job and only stops when the job is done.]
Now! At least that nasty stuff isn't in his body anymore.
[Hijikata naturally doesn't have high expectations, given how cold and still Emet-Selch is, but hell, at least they tried everything. He keeps holding on to him, and if there's no change after a minute... well, he'll have to carry him back to civilisation then. He's not looking forward to it, but someone has to tell his loved ones what happened to him, and he'll eventually need a funeral.]
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Emet-Selch! Hang in there.
[With the trial space now reconnected to Camelot the tincture actually works as intended, teleporting onto the scene a kindly-looking middle-aged woman in a flowery dress.]
Madam! Over here!
Oh, my... where did you call me here, now?
[She looks around, mystified, but quickly focuses on her patient as she reaches him. Hijikata glares daggers at the buff old man as he explains what happened.]
He was poisoned.
[The healer assesses Emet-Selch's status and frowns.]
I'm sorry, dear, but... I think your friend is already gone.
What?! You can't be serious!
[That's not how it's supposed to go! The healer was supposed to save the day here! Still, Hijikata somehow manages to keep a halfway cool head. If Emet-Selch is dead, then shouldn't he be seeing his ghost around..? Surely he didn't instantly move on to the local afterlife? While he looks around for a spectral version of the man he's holding the healer makes some more revival attempts, albeit without success. She hesitantly procures a wand from her belt pouch.]
All I can still try now is to extract the poison, but I doubt it'll still do him any good, dear.
[She's clearly hesitating to further meddle with a man who's already dead, but Hijikata is determined to try anything.]
Let's go for it.
[He's already holding Emet-Selch's upper body on his lap, so the woman only has to tilt his face up forward before reciting the appropriate spell and drawing the potion out through his mouth. It's weird to see the liquid be pulled towards the wand through the air and swirl around it, but the healer does a thorough job and only stops when the job is done.]
Now! At least that nasty stuff isn't in his body anymore.
[Hijikata naturally doesn't have high expectations, given how cold and still Emet-Selch is, but hell, at least they tried everything. He keeps holding on to him, and if there's no change after a minute... well, he'll have to carry him back to civilisation then. He's not looking forward to it, but someone has to tell his loved ones what happened to him, and he'll eventually need a funeral.]