(text) un: j.watson,

[enarms]

Hello. John Watson here.

I've met some of you already but for the rest I'd like to introduce myself as a doctor. I'm from Earth, 2012, I'm a fully qualified surgeon as of that year and familiar with medicine from that time period. If you'd rather not go to Lysa, please get in contact if you ever need medical attention. For the time being I'll be treating anyone for serious problems at the Station, but in the event of an emergency or something minor I can come to you.

Those of you I treated the other night, if you could check in that would be great.

Thanks. Hope we're all doing alright after that nightmare.




I'd also be interested to talk to anyone with medical experience about their thoughts on Lysa's methods from what they've seen so far. Cheers.

Comments

[enarms]

I'll be honest with you and say it might take me some getting used to. Apologies in advance for any strange behaviour, I'll do my best not to be disrespectful but in the event that I am don't feel obliged to be polite. [ giving prior warning seems like a fair approach. he's seen enough in the last couple of weeks to assume he's probably ready for anything, but who knows. ]

That said and if you're still alright with meeting me, tomorrow? I don't think my current state is fit for meeting royalty.

[fisherwife]

I appreciate the honesty, at least. So long as you don't attack me, I see no reason to be upset. And I'll be glad to try and answer any questions you might have. It's only through asking these questions that one can gain understanding. Battle ignorance with knowledge, sort of thing.

Tomorrow will work fine. But please don't feel the need to be formal. Our homes are gone--I'm hardly the princess of anything anymore. We're all on equal ground now.

[enarms]

[ well that's an excellent attitude. she's been solidly sensible throughout: must have made a great royal when home still existed. ]

Alright, I'll keep that in mind. Anywhere that's best for you tomorrow?

[fisherwife]

[Maybe one day watson can meet her baby brother. all 8ft of enthusiastic encouraging shark prince. sensibility sort of runs in the family.]

I haven't been able to explore overly much yet. Are you able to get around fine with that cut? I could always just come to you. Or we could meet near the markets? That seems the next easiest place to get to.

[enarms]

[ RIP, on that day, his fragile grasp of reality ]

I am, it's not terrible. The markets works alright for me, if you're comfortable with this meeting being public.

[ magic might be a normal thing here, but he wouldn't want to call too much attention to her if the natives take a liking to whatever skills she might have ]

[fisherwife]

Truthfully I was just thinking about your comfort. I thought it might be better to meet some place public, so that you know I'm trustworthy first.

The actual healing doesn't have to be in public. [She wasn't even thinking of the locals and their reactions; again she's more concerned about his comfort and boundaries]

[enarms]

[ oh. right. as a 38 year old white man, the thought that he might need to be careful going into this situation hadn't really occurred to him as something to worry about

... and honestly, even having been pointed out, still doesn't. (dear john: this is why multiple people succeed in effortlessly kidnapping you). ]

I'm fine if you just want to meet straight in housing. Save the extra trip.

[fisherwife]

[Mipha's confident enough in her own fighting skills that even if this was going to turn into a bad idea, she's reasonably sure she could get herself out of it. So she sees nothing wrong with accepting this proposal too]

That would be fine then. Shall we meet at your home?

[enarms]

Let's. I'm in number 18. Shall we say the morning?

[ ooc: if you would like to thread this out I'm fine to continue here or I've also got a catch all log over here for that sweet sweet extra ACP haha! ]

[fisherwife]

I'll look forward to seeing you then.