voice | un: karma

[torpour]

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?]

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[sideeffect]

[ riz remains obediently still. even his breathing has slowed. ]

Yeah, that's right near a major artery, right? That would be pretty bad.

[torpour]

Yes, it would. I will be able to save you from bleeding to death, but in this case, I prefer to prevent a disaster.

[but luckily for him, nehan's hands are steady, even the left hand that usually refuses to cooperate. nehan has been recuperating well from being a squid, and he hopes to have regular functionality soon. meaning, one half of his body still being troublesome to move, but not nigh impossible.

he aims to shave off a small square of fur, though he has to do so gingerly, gently. his razor is made for shorter, less thick patches of fur, and it's better for a razor with a battery or a motor for riz's fur.]

Bloody emergencies are a nuisance.

[sideeffect]

[ riz nods as he listens, contemplating. he lets nehan shave as he is able to do, perfectly still even in lieu of the slight pull of fur as the area is shaved clean. ]

[ pensively, ]

What do you hope to do with... or learn from, vileblood?

[torpour]

A lot. [one of nehan's ears turns to face riz, listening to what he says without having to look up at the bear as he works.]

From what I'm told, vileblood has decent properties, even if it's no good for transfusion. For instance, pain relief salves, which naturally I will be making.

[sideeffect]

That's true...

[ he's considering the other things he's heard of what vileblood can do, but he's sure nehan would also be aware of that. his smile quirks. ]

Not concerned at all, huh?

[ - for himself, riz means, but doesn't clarify. ]

[torpour]

For patients, yes. [note how he doesn't say anything about himself.

the moment he's shaved off a patch that suits his needs, nehan sets his (now ruined) razor aside and dabs some alcohol onto a cotton ball, preparing the bared skin in circular motions.]

That doesn't feel off, does it?

[he just has to ask, knowing how sensitive skin without fur can be. he's felt that before, after all.]

[sideeffect]

Nope.

[ riz lifts his opposing shoulder, again careful not to jostle, in some semblance of a shrug. even if he did feel a pinch, having vileblood helps with assuaging that. for better or for worse. ]

[ alas, with a touch more reluctant clarification, ]

... I meant for yourself, anyway.

[torpour]

No, I'm not.

[nehan works quickly, filling the syringe without problem and when he pulls it out, he covers the spot he pricked with a ball of cotton and some tape.]

There, that's you, done.