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Astronomer
Age: 28 | Height: 5'8" | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander
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Abasi
You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get

So not only was he in a strange place he did not know, with strange people who did not know his Gods or land...

..Now he appeared to be catching ill as well.

Abasi had at first put his feeling unwell down to a lack of sleep and in the most undignified night of his entire life had found an abandoned house to sleep in, curled up on what had once been a bed staring at the wall until it had faded to black. But he had woken up with his hands shaky and his skin wet, clammy.

He had always been one to keep his worries to himself. To pretend nothing got to him. Stoic and cold. But...now...with all of it, he was panicked. He had heard some locals discussing an infirmary in 'the temple', so he set off on a journey to find it.

And when he finally did, he opened the door to find it...empty. Pressing his hands to his face, Abasi took a deep, shaking breath and tried to collect himself, but it was feeling like there were less and less pieces to collect as the moments went by.
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Evie Wordsworth
Apothecarist
Age: 26 | Height: 5'5 | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Natural
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evie
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
If Evie is anything, she's opportunistic. So much had changed that she had not been privy to, so many drastic changes to the only life and world she'd ever known. In the wake of those calamitous events, Evie had returned to what she knew best: potions and salves. Things she can control to center herself in the maelstrom of change that she can't defend against. And if there just so happened to be an opening of sorts in the Infirmary to keep her occupied, who was she to turn it down? It's not like anyone else was stepping up to man the clinic, so she had no problem self-appointing herself. Although having two different buildings to visit each day was certainly a hassle that she most definitely despised, it gave her a guise to work beneath to flex and practice her...gift. Veritable curse though it is in her mind, Evie can't deny that it has immediate helpful effects on others.

She's shouldering her way through the internal door, cursing under her breath and trying to balance a few different vials in her arms when she looks up and a strangled shriek of surprise garbles in her throat at the sudden appearance of a man across the room. Thankfully she doesn't fumble the bottles, though it's a close enough call that she immediately sets them down on the counter. "You nearly stopped my heart!" she exclaims, abruptly shoving her hair back over her shoulders and fixing her shirt as she strides confidently across the room towards the stranger.

He looks haggard, despairing even with the way he holds his face in his hands. Not wanting to startle him by touching him, Evie stops a few steps away. "Did you need help? My name's Evie, I'm an apothecarist," she formally introduces, hoping he'll reveal whatever he seeks with that less than subtle prompt.
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Astronomer
Age: 28 | Height: 5'8" | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander
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Abasi
You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get

A sudden cry caused Abasi to look up and around - seeing the woman nearby he immediately found himself suspicious. Once again she seemed foreign, with an accent he did not know and carrying vials containing things he could not imagine. Upon hearing he had nearly stopped her heart he merely shrugged with a dismissive grunt.

Though, he did need help. Badly, with several things.

He did not know an apothecarist was, but he was desperate enough to try with anyone right now. "Yes. I have only recently...arrived here. I appear to have taken ill already." He held out his hands, which shook in the air. "I am cold. My skin feels odd. Please, if this is some sickness native to this land, tell me how to cure it."
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Evie Wordsworth
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evie
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
Whoever the stranger was, he certainly was no invigorating conversationalist. With a concealed huff, she waits for his decision to either stay or go. He certainly seemed lost and at his wits end, but Evie had quickly learned as an apothecarist that patients had to choose to seek the help she offered. Her desire to ease their burdens would never surpass their stubborn pride or hatefulness, and she certainly wasn't going to waste her breath when she could be actively healing others.

Whatever is going on inside his mind, defeat slumps his shoulders in the end. He certainly doesn't seem happy about it, but she can work with this! She's not surprised he's an Outlander - most are these days it seems - so she doesn't comment and instead lets her bright eyes trace his trembling hands, the pallor of his skin, the sweat that clings to his hair and face.

"Can I touch you? I need to take your temperature with my wrist," she clarifies, waiting for his approval - or denial - before she decides to move forward with determining his heat levels. "There are a few afflictions here, but I am familiar with many of them. Can you tell me how your skin feels odd? I don't want to give you the wrong treatment." As much as patiently explaining herself can be annoying, she can tell the man is frazzled and doesn't want to spook him further.
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Astronomer
Age: 28 | Height: 5'8" | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander
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Abasi
You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get

"Yes." Abasi consented, though his hesitation to be touched was clear in his clipped tone, the stiff way he prepared himself. He was not sure what she meant by check your temperature with my wrist, but in this world with its new Gods and magic wielded by just about anyone it seemed, he was not asking many more questions. The answers were too tiring.

He frowned at her question, wondering how she did not feel it herself, but replied: "It feels clammy. As if I am in the midst of a fever. But I do not feel feverish." Abasi had more patience for medical professionals, respecting their knowledge over his own, but he hoped fervently she could actually help so he wouldn't have to yell. At this point, he was almost ready to hear well, everyone here has clammy skin and feels weird all the time.
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Evie Wordsworth
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Age: 26 | Height: 5'5 | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Natural
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evie
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
Before the fellow can revoke his permission, Evie calmly moves into his space and presses her wrist to his forehead, the sensitive inner skin of her arm feeling for any drastic changes. She hums softly to herself and then steps back, heading over to the little cabinet of tinctures and decoctions she had begun stocking of her own volition. His words follow her across the room, his exasperation clearly apparent, but at least slightly more informative than before.

Hoping the removal of her immediate presence will calm him a little, she begins checking labels and pulling out a few vials as she speaks. "Well the good news is you're right, you're not feverish. At most a tad warm," she comments, laying the little jars in a row before turning back to the strange man. She sweeps her ginger hair over her shoulder and regards him once more. "I have some options to help you, would you like me to explain them beforehand?" He seemed the skittish sort, at least. But she was already feeling the itch in her hands, the urge to heal him magically, and she tucks her nails against her palms and squeezes to get rid of the urge.

She hates the lack of consent involved to use her cursed skills, but if it helps the man she will find a way to do so. Let him believe her medicines were simply more potent than they truly were, because Evie was no slacker. She was quite proud of what she could accomplish through medical books and perseverance. But if she could cure him wholly...how could she not take that chance as a woman of healing?
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Astronomer
Age: 28 | Height: 5'8" | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander
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Abasi
You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get

Abasi visibly tensed as Evie's wrist touched him, unused to any kind of physical contact. He did not move away though, able to separate in his mind the touch of someone unwelcome and the clinical investigations of a doctor (which he hoped she actually was. It was hard to tell, with everything so different here).

Her little vials which she grabbed, potions and salves he was sure, actually comforted him a little. Perhaps it was more like home; and though Evie did not know this he was also quite comfortable with the idea of healing magics - after all he had been to plenty of healers in Eygpt that had invoked the Gods in their practices, had chanted over medicines to increase their effects.

"Yes. Tell me of the options. Do you have a name for the sickness?"
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