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[nineteenfortyfive]

[Claire looks a little tired. Maybe it's due to the recent trek through the jungle, but more likely it's because her husband's returned to stasis. She could talk about that--with anyone, really--but instead she'd much rather focus on this. So, here she is, mustering up a pleasant smile.]

It's a belated thank you, but I would like to extend my gratitude to everyone that helped during our last crisis.

That said, I have noticed that quite a few of you have some interest in being helpful, and not just when it comes to fighting. You'd like to help the ill or injured as well. However, there's not always time to walk newcomers through something such as sewing a wound or changing the bandages on someone bedridden. So, with the help of Dr Watson, I'm hoping to make us better prepared in the future.

Every other month we'll be holding first aid lessons. Basic skills, answering questions, clearing up any misconceptions. Consider it a health class. Take notes, record it, whatever you'd like. If you have anything about medicine or anatomy that baffles you, please attend. Of course, we're always available for general questions.

We'll be offering two sessions. One will be on the station on the morning of the 9th, in the simulation rooms, which we encourage everyone to at least try once if they're interested. If that makes you uncomfortable, I suppose we can hold the other in Olympia in the evening.

[Her place is now an option, but she's not going to announce that bit to the whole network. Claire hesitates before deciding to end the feed.]

Thank you, and we hope to see you there.

[OOC: Class is in session! Feel free to answer a roll call here, even if your character plans on only attending once. The actual lessons will be handwaved but feel free to use the "classroom" time in your own logs.]

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[nineteenfortyfive]

[Claire makes a face like she just tasted something awful in her mouth and needs to spit it out immediately.]

Do you think I've never heard that one before? I've been doing this for some time.

[vorrutyer]

[ An innocent blink. ]

Heard what one, dear lady? I could. What if I need to save a life? I need that knowledge in that case.

[nineteenfortyfive]

[She's not buying it.]

Quite. I'll be sure to let you know all about the number of bowel movements one should have per day to be considered healthy. Digestion is very important place to begin.

[vorrutyer]

How many?

[nineteenfortyfive]

In average, about once per day. Variations in diet, age, and physical activity can change this. You're welcome. Do stop by the Sanctuary if you're worried about being stopped up.

[vorrutyer]

Honestly, I quite am. I find myself - perhaps once every three days?

[nineteenfortyfive]

If you're in discomfort, then we can give you something to speed things along.

[Here's your anatomy lesson.]

[vorrutyer]

Oh, yes please. Where shall we meet? I've been using coffee and cigarettes, but I fear it's not good for anything at all.

[nineteenfortyfive]

[Claire resists rolling her eyes.]

Are you being bloody serious, or are you simply lonely?

[vorrutyer]

[ Sweetly and ingenuously: ] I'm being completely serious. I'm a serious man. Will I have to pay for this medicine?

[nineteenfortyfive]

Do you have the coin to spare?

[An important question.]

[vorrutyer]

I'm quite destitute.

[nineteenfortyfive]

Then it's on the house.

[vorrutyer]

Oh ho. And what else can I get for free?

[nineteenfortyfive]

Any other healthcare you might need. Lysa tends to only charge the rich.

[vorrutyer]

I see. Well, I have this dreadful back pain. Will they massage me?

[nineteenfortyfive]

Certainly. Though I hope you're not looking for anything enjoyable. There are other establishments for that.

[vorrutyer]

Are you saying they'll massage me unpleasantly? That seems - hmm - unprofessional.

[nineteenfortyfive]

Massages for sore muscles and joints aren't usually gentle or pleasurable.

[vorrutyer]

Oh, come now. Any touch is precious. Even painful touches. Sometimes especially painful touches.

[nineteenfortyfive]

As I said, I'm sure other establishments could scratch that itch for you, sir.

[vorrutyer]

I know. I work for one.

[nineteenfortyfive]

Then what are you after?

[vorrutyer]

Who says I'm after something, Madam Fraser? Perhaps I simply want to chat with a beautiful woman. To learn a bit more about her and her ways. She is, as it turns out, a very tart woman.

[nineteenfortyfive]

And married.

[Regardless of her husband in stasis or not.]