voice | un: karma
My name is Nehan-- I'm researching how medicine works here, and how to merge it with the methods I'm used to. If my research goes well, for instance, I will be able to act as a doctor and pharmacist, among other roles found here.
To that end, I'm requesting samples of blood from fellow Sleepers. I understand it can be quite personal, so whoever does not want to do that need not respond. Those who do, so I can perform the phlebotomy myself, and can privately send you my address, and answer questions you may have.
Whoever wants to help but doesn't want a needle in their arm, I still have a job for you, if anyone is interested.
[very straight to the point, almost unwelcomingly so. but at least people know what they're getting into if they decide to deal with him?]
To that end, I'm requesting samples of blood from fellow Sleepers. I understand it can be quite personal, so whoever does not want to do that need not respond. Those who do, so I can perform the phlebotomy myself, and can privately send you my address, and answer questions you may have.
Whoever wants to help but doesn't want a needle in their arm, I still have a job for you, if anyone is interested.
[very straight to the point, almost unwelcomingly so. but at least people know what they're getting into if they decide to deal with him?]
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as soon as he spots nehan, he immediately raises a hand to wave as he approaches. ]
Hey! Weird... I feel like I've walked past here once or twice before already.
[ and somehow without the most obvious landmark of a resting erune, too. ]
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[and the only way nehan's would stand out is if its tenant were to be outside. like right now.
nehan stands up, tucking his coat around him like it's a cloak instead, and opens the door.]
Come in.
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[ but it does make him wonder what exactly is going on? he may not have a good sense of time or place, but the general ability to sense the wind does help him figure some things out?
and he's quick to follow nehan, nodding with a polite smile as he walks into the house. ]
But there might be more than meets the eye around here at times.
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of course, he has a supply of incense now, and heads to the kitchen to the side of the living room to retrieve it and his tools.]
I know. But I haven't encountered anything strange yet, in my short time living here.
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they're gross, after all. ew. ]
That's good! That's good...
[ his voice trails off, taking a seat in the living room. his eyes flicker back and forth. ]
... have you always been a doctor?
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[nehan's answer is a literal "always". because of course.
but as he speaks of helping out his parents, his voice softened, just a little bit-- as it tends to do when he's reminiscing. then nehan wraps it up again, returning to his usual blandness, as if nothing happened.]
Now... what's your blood type?
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[ he smiles faintly. can he imagine a smaller nehan trying to carry around vials, determined to have a level of focus beyond his size and age? did he smile as he helped his family with whatever they could allow him to do, have some kind of pride with every task completed with a desire to help his parents...
venti would never know what having a real family is like, but in a way every person that lives in mondstadt is his 'child' of sorts. that he is proud of each and every one of them and more than willing to lay down his life to protect their individual freedoms. ]
It barely showed itself when I got hurt not too long ago...
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That's because you need blood magic to draw out darkblood. Come, we'll have to do this out in the back yard.
[despite laden with materials, nehan still walks as briskly as his leg will allow, and pushes the door to the back open. there's nothing there, not even the plants nehan would like to grow, except for a few chairs dotted here and there.]
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Huh... really?
[ he doesn't doubt the doctor, but. a demonstration certainly would help. ]
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But because you're a darkblood, I cant simply stick a needle into your arm. I have to cut you with a knife.
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[ venti's eyebrows raise, taking a seat closest to the basin. the scent of the the incense makes him wrinkle his nose but the purpose of it keeps him from commenting on it. ]
Cut me? [ a nervous laugh, the smallest 'ehe'. ] Do I get to choose where you do it, at least?
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[then he realizes that maybe he should put this person at ease, because he's been nothing but polite to nehan.]
Venti. I will do my best to make it as painless as possible.
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My palm. Will that suffice? Or would you rather cut somewhere along my arm?
[ he shouldn't be that nervous about it. ]
I'll... I'll leave it to you if those don't sound okay. [ venti huffs. ] You are the doctor here.
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[but he knows venti is nervous, so he holds out his left arm.]
Here, give me your arm, and I can show you where I can cut.
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I don't know why I'm so nervous.
[ he's never trusted anyone with his... ah, blood? before??? at least like this, anyway. ]
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[then nehan takes venti's arm in hand and traces a path with his other hand, starting from the man's wrist.]
The wrist is a common place to cut because of all the prominent veins... but I don't want to kill you. The elbow has very obvious veins as well, but you'd want full functionality of your arm afterwards. [then the erune pokes at a spot just below the elbow.]
Right here, this should be fine. Veins can easily be encouraged to come up, and it's easy to heal from a wound here.
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[ voice as cheery as he can make it, though venti can certainly feel his fingers trembling slightly as watches nehan make that trail leading up to his elbow. the bard does his best to not flinch or move, again his attention as razor focused as he can make it.
with the exception of a punch to the gut (and then some)... ]
I trust you to make the right cut. Especially if it means it'll help those here in some way, at some point.
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still, with permission given, nehan begins to roll up venti's sleeve.]
If it would make you feel more relaxed, you may touch my ears while I perform the spells and phlebotomy. [his tone is grave, like he's imparting a big secret on venti, rather than... well, this.]
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Is that... does that actually work?
[ he assumedly wouldn't tell venti this if it didn't have some kind of effects. calming, distracting, or something in between. and yet he also feels like he's been given an opportunity that not many others would get. ]
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he wets a cotton ball with alcohol and rubs it over the spot he'll be cutting, but does it slowly, allowing venti time to think, to decide for himself what he really wants. to leave, if need be.]
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right... ]
I'll do it as soon as you make the cut.
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he works quickly overall, muttering the blood spell to turn sparks into darkblood and pressing the mouth of the vial underneath the cut for the blood to pour into it-- it helps him ignore whatever touch happens to his ears.]
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Ah... that's it, isn't it?
[ the pain quickly subsides. the combination of watching the procedure, along with getting to participate in furry ear touching, has venti completely distracted. ]
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this is a bit awkward for him, having to work and not be distracted by pets. it's a miracle he hasn't stumbled on his words yet-- all the more reason to make it quick.
when nehan has his vial filled, he stuffs a cork onto it and wraps up the wound, then sets fire to the drops caught in the basin. and sighs, work complete.]
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so of course, he has to ruin this quiet moment. ]
If you ever happen to come across Mondstadt in your travels one day... I will meet you and proclaim to all that you have the nicest ears that I have ever touched in my life.
[ and he has lived a pretty long life so far. ]
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