deernet | text; un: trashmouth; nov. 29th

This is a separate clinic from the hospital here? What sort of magic healing would be helpful?

Also, I'm very sorry to hear that Eddie is gone. We met, and he seemed like he had been through much already at so young an age. It's good that you're trying to carry on his legacy. If you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask. You shouldn't be alone.

fuck I don't know
anything
as long as it's healing
but medicines would be good. he always made sure to stock up on drugs and bandages and shit like that

I have to check our supplies, fuck

he's

[I love him. I loved him. I love him.]

he was one of the best people I ever knew

Noted. I'll see what I can trade for. Do you have anyone else working there right now?

[ Because if not Flynn is absolutely going to march over there with his years of wrangling knights and supplies under his belt and organize the shit out of this, Richie, try and stop him.

He knows the pain of losing someone. He knows the yawning gap it leaves when you're left behind. ]

[He'd known something like this might happen. He'd sort of figured, though, that he'd be the one doing the leaving, because Eddie's been around here for so long that Richie kind of thought he'd never actually go. Meanwhile, Richie's not even the first Richie Eddie had ever seen, although he's probably the first one who's brought along some baggage of his own.

But now he's—he's gone.]

it's just me and the animals right now
I need to find a list of things we need I know we had one but fuck if I remember where I stuck it before I fell into a fucking coma
and fuck I should probably learn how to garden
fuck

One thing at a time. The clinic sounds the most important, and I'm certain there are people here who can help you with gardening. You can deal with that later.

I'm sorry, Richie.
I knew how important you were to him and how important he must have been to you.
If you need anything just let me or Ange know.

...And I'm not so great with anything medical wise but if there's any way I can help out at the clinic I'll give it a shot.

[The knowledge Eddie, of all people has gone is gut-wrenching. Varian isn't going to focus on the clinic right now. No way, no how. Richie takes priority here. ]

Where are you?

That's your opportunity to make it easier for both of us because I'm coming to find you regardless, by the way.

...I'm sorry Richie. I know how it feels.

[Eddie was gone?

No, no that couldn't be true. But, it's not as if Richie would lie about something like this. She swallows back the sadness.]

He will be deeply missed. [She lets out a breath that he can't see as she types out the next words.]

I can heal, though. With magic.

[He should have said something sooner.]

[He should have checked in sooner. Been there more often, spoken to the both of them more often. He should have been there - or been on the beach, and maybe he could have stopped it maybe he could have - ]

[None of that is allowed to come through.]

[Not one single shred of it. Not to Richie. Not now.]

I can be there in a few minutes. If you don't want to be alone.

[He can't leave his kid's boyfriend alone. If nothing else - if he couldn't have saved Eddie... he's got to be there for Richie.]

yeah I don't wanna be alone there's a shitton of things I have to do

[And if he stops moving, stops doing them, for even a single second, the grief will catch up to him and drown him. The clinic first. Everything else can come later.]

[He wishes he were lying. He wishes this were some fucked-up joke and Eddie will burst through the door any second. But this is too close, too important to lie about, even jokingly.

I miss him already. He can't say that. The loss is like an open wound in the middle of his heart, bleeding and bleeding, and how do you fix that? How do you even begin to treat that?]

okay
that's good
when are you free and how's that magic work?
so I know when to expect you to drop by the clinic and what to expect to see when you're healing people

you'd think I'd be used to it by now right
this isn't the first time someone I knew disappeared

but I'm fine
I just
have to put the clinic into order
he'd lose his shit if I let the place fall apart after he left

greenhouse
with the animals

I need volunteers
like a lot of them
I can't run a clinic on my own I can handle the logistics but like I can't handle everything

if you can lift shit and figure out inventory you should come over as soon as I can find the list of shit we need

if he comes back he's gonna be so pissed if I let all the plants get all overgrown and shit

there's just so much to do

It doesn't get easier, even if it feels like it should.

Can I help? Eddie always did his best to help out, so it seems right to remember him by helping out.

[ this is the first time Dean's lost someone in this way - someone just...going home, leaving. whatever. it stings. And Dean doesn't know this kid but he can tell that there's a sense of loss, even in just the text that comes across his omni. ]

son of a bitch.

[ eloquent, Dean. ]

Cas may be able to help with the healer stuff. He's an angel.

Good luck with the clinic and all but...

I'm sorry he's gone. I liked Eddie. He was funny and tried to watch out for people here. He'll be missed.

[ God, of all people to leave, it just had to be the guy Richie liked, didn't it. ]

There's plenty of people here who can do weird magic healing stuff. It should be fine. [ Should be. Ange is sure plenty of people will be offering help with that, so it can't hurt to at least get that worry off the guy's mind when he's already got enough to deal with right now. ]

I'm honestly more worried about your personal state than the state of the clinic right now.

Okay. Sit tight, I'm on my way.

[And before long, as promised, he arrived via the Lamps, heading straight for the greenhouse- he also has a wicker basket of food (and beer!) all set. He offers Richie a sad smile as he walks in.]

Hey. I'm gonna guess asking how you're holding up will get a pretty lousy answer, huh?

One thing at a time. I mean that. We will handle the garden, but for now you must handle the clinic.

There was a man on this device earlier this month offering his services as a doctor. I was going to ask him for training. Perhaps you'd like me to ask for you as well?

It is a start. Once we have that squared away, then you can deal with the garden.

I understand. On my way.

[He absolutely understands. Completely. If he'd stopped moving, stopped working, after waking up here...]

yeah
yeah I guess
it's just
I guess I never thought I'd have to be the one doing the asking

[It takes a long, long while before Richie sends another message, but this one's set to private.]

you know how when you die horribly the pain gets so much that your brain just kind of checks right out and then it just cuts out and the next thing you know you're back and you're okay but you're also a little off
that but there's no point where it checks out
you have to deal with this shit

I have to worry about something else bc if I don't
then I'm wondering where the fuck he's gone

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