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lifeaftr2019-07-11 03:35 pm
wanderingdoctorfaust) wrote in lifeaftr2019-07-11 03:35 pm
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Who: Doctor Faust (wanderingdoctorfaust) and everybody else brave enough to come within thirty feet of him!
What: Cleaning acid burns, writing to-do lists, perhaps receiving visitors?
When: Backdated to June 26th
Where: The Ensō Clinic & Infirmary (located on square B6)
Warnings: May contain trace amounts of medical malpractice (please mark your content warnings!)
The events of the past week have proven...interesting, to put it mildly. Mind and body alike were swapped, a particularly horrifying construct menaced the local populace, and a god they didn't even know was incomplete has been restored to their former greatness. The implications given by all of these extraordinary events are beyond astounding, and as such, time should be set aside and dedicated to studying and understanding them as soon as possible!
...at least, that is what the good doctor wants to believe, but frankly? He just spent a week and a bit navigating through the isles whilst controlling a stranger's body (deprived of his long-mastered abilities, no less!), had to fight an acid-spitting eldritch horror with naught but a weird sledgehammer and heartburn-inducing flame breath, and worst of all had to witness someone else waltzing around in his body with no concern for the consequences of his face being seen. So Faust might be just the slightest bit cranky.
As such, he'll endure the multitude of aneurysms he's most likely going to suffer from trying to process everything that's happened later; right now, he has an understaffed and ill-equipped clinic that is about to experience an influx of patients. After all, it's not like people are just going to sit at home ignoring the pain instead of seeking medical help, right?
Regardless, he won't be at the reception desk when you come in - Mini-Faust is currently commandeering it instead, though he's only able to spare a distracted half-wave, too busy swinging around a small stick like a wannabe Shaolin monk. Faust himself is likely inside the supply room, judging by the concerned 'hrm's and 'argh's and muttered curses of frustration coming from within. Welcome to the clinic!
wanderingdoctorfaust) and everybody else brave enough to come within thirty feet of him!What: Cleaning acid burns, writing to-do lists, perhaps receiving visitors?
When: Backdated to June 26th
Where: The Ensō Clinic & Infirmary (located on square B6)
Warnings: May contain trace amounts of medical malpractice (please mark your content warnings!)
The events of the past week have proven...interesting, to put it mildly. Mind and body alike were swapped, a particularly horrifying construct menaced the local populace, and a god they didn't even know was incomplete has been restored to their former greatness. The implications given by all of these extraordinary events are beyond astounding, and as such, time should be set aside and dedicated to studying and understanding them as soon as possible!
...at least, that is what the good doctor wants to believe, but frankly? He just spent a week and a bit navigating through the isles whilst controlling a stranger's body (deprived of his long-mastered abilities, no less!), had to fight an acid-spitting eldritch horror with naught but a weird sledgehammer and heartburn-inducing flame breath, and worst of all had to witness someone else waltzing around in his body with no concern for the consequences of his face being seen. So Faust might be just the slightest bit cranky.
As such, he'll endure the multitude of aneurysms he's most likely going to suffer from trying to process everything that's happened later; right now, he has an understaffed and ill-equipped clinic that is about to experience an influx of patients. After all, it's not like people are just going to sit at home ignoring the pain instead of seeking medical help, right?
Regardless, he won't be at the reception desk when you come in - Mini-Faust is currently commandeering it instead, though he's only able to spare a distracted half-wave, too busy swinging around a small stick like a wannabe Shaolin monk. Faust himself is likely inside the supply room, judging by the concerned 'hrm's and 'argh's and muttered curses of frustration coming from within. Welcome to the clinic!
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I don't know any guys here who specifically use healing magic, anyway. Not ones who haven't left.
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Faust chooses to ignore the pang of grief in his chest at the mention of people 'leaving', especially now that he's found the perfect segue into breaking the news to his potentially soon-to-be-healed patient! He may yet have a chance!
"For you see...I am, in fact, a fully qualified cleric and magical healer!"
The good doctor immediately shoots back up to his full height, almost shattering his scalp against the ceiling in the process, and performs a dainty twirl as he strikes a pose worthy of only the finest of theatres! Gaze upon the pinnacle of decades worth of medical experience and academic study, and be inspired by the knowledge that you and all those you love will survive all of the coming trials and tribulations!
"Faust MD, at your service!"
...he seems remarkably oblivious to the sudden absence of bandages in his hand. Even as the roll audibly lands on the floor somewhere in the background behind him, immediately unravelling itself onto the floor like an unloved roll of toilet paper.
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Did you ask that earlier because there are people back home who don't like healing magic? [Or maybe magic in general. There might be other worlds like that.
Then again, it could have been Faust got confused when he said that magic wasn't his cup of tea.]
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Yes, believe it or not, Faust is actually very aware of how he looks and comes off. Not that that's particularly relevant here, considering how remarkably well Zidane is taking this. The good doctor will drop the pose and continue addressing the young man in a more serious and formal tone.
"To put it into simple terms, the method of healing I was trained in is a form of spiritual transfer - where I am from, it is common knowledge everybody has a soul, and that various parts of our physical and mental wellbeing are intimately connected to that. Without a soul, we are literally nothing more than lifeless husks, so it is in everybody's best interests to ensure one's soul is kept as healthy as possible."
It's at this point the formality is partially thrown back out the window as Faust's hands begin moving in a flurry of gesticulating motion, almost subconsciously providing real-time translations of his explanation into sign language as he does so.
"However, it turns out whereas good physical and mental health leads to good spiritual health, the system actually goes both ways. By transferring raw spiritual energy directly into another soul, it is possible to produce a restorative effect to both body and mind. Though I should mention that such a process is incredibly delicate, and can have a multitude of varying side-effects of an undesirable nature if performed by an untrained individual.
...fortunately for you, I've been doing this for over three decades! As your doctor, I can confidently say that your soul is in extremely safe hands, should you choose this method of healing!"
Faust shifts back into another dazzling, impressive pose, so as to inspire as much confidence in his abilities as possible!
And also to further withhold the fact this is literally the only option Zidane has, at the moment. Fingers crossed...!
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[Well, the bag on the head DOES come off as weird. But whatever. It's not as if he's got any good reason to be suspicious of Faust, weird bag-wearing habits aside. Besides, he's got to do something about those acid burns.]
......Lifeless husks?
[Those words catch his attention. The black mages were supposedly soulless and yet the ones who broke free from Brahne's control were full of life. Vivi was full of life. And there were the Genomes, most of whom supposedly didn't have souls and acted like emotionless, functioning machines - well, except Zidane himself, Kuja and Mikoto, all three of whom had were given souls when they were created. And, well.....Zidane almost had his ripped out of him at one point. He did not want to dwell on that event, actually. And while the other Genomes did not seem very lively, they also spent most of their lives just existing for a purpose. They were free now and had just begun living their lives on Gaia. Maybe they would show more emotion and personality one day.
Zidane realised that Faust was still talking. He wasn't sure what the guy said except the last part. Instantly, he snapped back to reality. He had looked like he was somewhere else for the moment.] Oh.....right! Um......sorry. I'm sure it is. Go ahead.
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"Of course. I will warn you now, this is going to feel a little uncomfortable - that's normal. It can feel a little different from person to person, but most patients I have worked with in the past have described a sort of burning sensation. This is completely okay, and it just means it's working. However: If you feel something like pins and needles during the transfer, or you begin to feel lethargic, please let me know immediately - it could indicate a form of illness or magical sensitivity that will cause the procedure to only do more harm than good. Do you understand?"
Satisfied he has provided a sufficient enough addendum to his explanation, the good doctor once more drops the extravagant posing in favour of reaching out as if to offer a handshake, leaving one hand out to receive Zidane's wrist and pulling the devils horns with the other. Depending on Zidane's own innate magical abilities, he might see the vaguest sparks of raw energy dancing between Faust's extended pinky and index fingers, like electricity inside of a lightbulb. Time for your shots!
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Zidane closes his eyes, in anticipation for anything unpleasant. If he felt any burning sensation, he doesn't indicate it. Best get this over with so he doesn't get infected.]