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Day 201 :: log/action spam [OPEN] ::
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amourticianWho: Jay, N, Seimei and anyone else who wants to help Jay look for a cure or at least a good antipyretic
Open: Open
When: Day 201
Where: The hospital
What: Jay sees an opportunity to tinker with medical shit and takes it.
Format: log and action spam. I'll match you.
Warnings: Jay's foul mouth.
A - for those wishing to assist
Jay has found a long, white smock that he deemed an acceptable substitute for a doctor's coat and a face mask. He hasn't been able to find rubber gloves, so he has settled for scrubbing up every hour or so. He seems rather nervous, but it's mostly nervous energy, not anxiety over the situation. So what if he dies? The depression he's been in since ending up at the Bastion seems to be protecting him from the terror of death.
He's currently powdering willow bark with a pestle and mortar. It's drudge work, but his assistants haven't turned up yet and someone has to do it.
Despite everything, he's still wearing makeup and his nails are painted a bright cerise. And he's even got false eyelashes on.
B - for the sick who wish to interact with Jay
Occasionally, Jay does the rounds and checks up on the sick. All he can do for them right now is fetch them water, damp washcloths and to take their blood for analysis. His bedside manner isn't perfect and he seems rather run off his feet.
Later in the day, he might be testing the willow bark extract for its fever-reducing properties, if anyone feels like being a guinea pig.
Open: Open
When: Day 201
Where: The hospital
What: Jay sees an opportunity to tinker with medical shit and takes it.
Format: log and action spam. I'll match you.
Warnings: Jay's foul mouth.
A - for those wishing to assist
Jay has found a long, white smock that he deemed an acceptable substitute for a doctor's coat and a face mask. He hasn't been able to find rubber gloves, so he has settled for scrubbing up every hour or so. He seems rather nervous, but it's mostly nervous energy, not anxiety over the situation. So what if he dies? The depression he's been in since ending up at the Bastion seems to be protecting him from the terror of death.
He's currently powdering willow bark with a pestle and mortar. It's drudge work, but his assistants haven't turned up yet and someone has to do it.
Despite everything, he's still wearing makeup and his nails are painted a bright cerise. And he's even got false eyelashes on.
B - for the sick who wish to interact with Jay
Occasionally, Jay does the rounds and checks up on the sick. All he can do for them right now is fetch them water, damp washcloths and to take their blood for analysis. His bedside manner isn't perfect and he seems rather run off his feet.
Later in the day, he might be testing the willow bark extract for its fever-reducing properties, if anyone feels like being a guinea pig.