Office Log

[gentlesaint]

Who: Rhys and you!
What: Office log! ...Can also be called "help nurse" log.
When: Dates of 10/21 - 10/28 but you can also go for something earlier/later than that if convenient
Where: Infirmary or Rhys’s office, which is just inside the infirmary.
Warnings: THERE COULD BE CARNAGE AND PESTILENCE HERE. There may also be tripping out due to candy drugs.

We're all familiar with office logs around here, right? If you're not, then allow me to explain really quickly: Your dude stops in for any reason whatsoever, be it trouble with grades, asking permission for something, stopping to chat, dropping off a form, and other office-like concerns. Or even miscellaneous concerns. Then we'll take it away from there. Rhys is a bit of a special case, since he runs the infirmary. That means you could also drag yourself in with some kind of unbearable ailment or crippling injury and have Rhys get you treated. Have a status condition? Never fear, solutions are here! Got in a fight with your arch nemesis in the locker room? Bleed no more; there’s plenty of bandages and/or heal staves to go around! Usually.

ANOTHER THING I WOULD LIKE TO ENCOURAGE: Is your character hopped up on drugs? Drop them in! I don’t care what reason they would have to stumble in. I just want Rhys to have to deal with druggies and raise his suspicion about the whole drug deal further. That being said, I request at least one of his patients to be under the influence. That is all! Have fun.

Comments

Re: Oct. 15th, evening

[abirdinthebag]

"She needs someone to look at her leg," Banjo informed Rhys. He kept a firm grip on her, knowing that the moment he let go she would have bolted. When she stumbled, he caught her and helped her keep steady.

Re: Oct. 15th, evening

[gentlesaint]

"Then it will only take a second; I promise," Rhys assured her with a smile. He knelt down to check her legs for any visible signs of injury. Immediately he noticed a bright splash of streaked red: a scrape. For a scrape, it was raw and intense, but he couldn't spot anything else on her leg that warranted further review.

"Did you fall down?" he asked, trying to imagine a scenario that might wound her pride. It would have to have been an embarrassing fall.

Re: Oct. 15th, evening

[iwannacheat]

"Y-yeah." Actually, she was dragged in the parking lot by the truant officer but this sounds less embarrassing.

Re: Oct. 15th, evening

[abirdinthebag]

Banjo didn't correct her. He was just relieved that for the moment she was cooperating. He worried so much about her, and it showed.

Re: Oct. 15th, evening

[sicklypriest]

"Well, lucky for you, scrapes are easy to attend to," Rhys said as he rose back to full height. "If you'd like, I have plenty of colorful band-aids you can choose from." There was an eagerness about the way he brought this up, and before she could even get a word in about her preference he was shuffling over to reach for one of the cupboards to produce his band-aid collection.

Jumping jahooneys, that's a lot of band-aids! Band-aids! Band-aids galore! More band-aids than you know what to do with! You know what, you could probably clothe an army with all those band-aids alone. Where did he get all those? There are so many different kinds that hyperlinks alone could never cover the staggering variety, and in fact, you might even start to suspect that cupboard leads not to a cozy little cubby space for medical supplies, but a wormhole. A wormhole probably stocked with more band-aids.

"I... think I get carried away."

Re: Oct. 15th, evening

[iwannacheat]

"N-no kidding." Goddamn that was a lot of band-aids. she officially lost her shit at the mustache ones.

"So nothing painful's gonna happen? I'm not exactly a doctor person."

Re: Oct. 15th, evening

[abirdinthebag]

"Got enough band-aids to make a mummy," Banjo commented.

Re: Oct. 15th, evening

[gentlesaint]

"Or ten mummies..." mused Rhys upon coming to terms with the fact that maybe he needed an intervention with his band-aid hoarding. He cleared his throat and returned back to the more important subject at hand. "It would be best to clean around the scrape first, and that might smart just a little depending on your pain tolerance," he told her. "But that's about it!"

Re: Oct. 15th, evening

[iwannacheat]

"I can tolerate more pain than a human lady giving undrugged birth!" She's only basing this on some fighting moves she and Banjo had to use back home, and does not know how much pain human childbirth really is.

Re: Oct. 15th, evening

[abirdinthebag]

Banjo had to give her a confused and horrified look at that. He didn't even want to think about that right now.

Re: Oct. 15th, evening

[gentlesaint]

Oh. Wow. Um. Rhys was just going to... grin and bear the imagery of that comment there.

Anyway, hope you're ready for some iodine, Kazooie. Rhys has as much precision as a mouse doing dental work on a whale with cleaning around her wound, so there was nothing to worry about when it came to stinging. "Have you picked out a band-aid yet?" he asked as he was finishing up.