DAY 177, sometime after strange's announcement

[dontpokethat]

[Really, Ginko probably should have started looking into examining those poisoned by the Prince (which is to say practically everyone) sooner. With things as hectic as they've been, the threat of new injuries had pushed that thought aside. Now, though...

Ginko's voice crackles through the radio, clearly tired but brisk and professional (or as close as Ginko gets to sounding professional) nonetheless.]

I want everyone who was kidnapped by the Prince to come by the medical tent to be examined. If you can't for one reason or another, let me know and I can come to you.

For that matter, I would appreciate the chance to run some tests on everyone who ate the food, in case we've still got poison in our systems.

Comments

just bs's where medical is

[dontpokethat]

The white tent, between the cookhouse and the Ferris wheel. And it'll just be a quick check-up; I want to take some tissue samples, too. Nothing too invasive.

[eclipsingblade]

...Didn't think this place had the tech for proper lab work. I'll be by in a bit.

radio -> action

[dontpokethat]

See you then. [He's not totally sure if this guy will think their actual facilities are, in fact, suited to 'proper lab work', but... y'know what, no reason to make assumptions. He'll find out one way or another.

Ginko keeps shifting things in the tent around as he waits, going over supplies, making sure he knows for sure what's where. He glances over his shoulder when he hears someone come in, his tail flicking.]

--Ah, hey. You ready?

[eclipsingblade]

[It does indeed take 'a bit'. A solid twenty minutes at least, partly because he still doesn't know where he's going partly because he is very easily distracted by weird things and guess what's everywhere in this place.

Including inside the tent. His doctor is a green antelope guy. Ichigo on the other hand is depressingly ordinary looking. There's a lengthy pause as Ginko speaks up, voice matching what was on the radio. Okay. He's dealt with weird before.]

.... Yeah. ... Look there's no way to ask this without being rude so I'm just going to go for it. Did you always look like that?

[Because his sword occasionally looked a bit like a bunny and Ichigo's got the vague idea this might be contagious.]

[dontpokethat]

[Honestly that's fair - and Ginko especially understands once he gets a look at Ichigo. If that earlier comment about lab work raised his suspicions, this confirms it: This kid is brand-new.

Ginko snorts and shakes his head, apparently amused rather than offended.] No, I didn't. I take it you just got here?

[eclipsingblade]

[His sword is turning into a bunny, this guy is turning into an antelope.. there was that bushtaur..

He needed to find out if the bushtaur was always a bushtaur.]

Yeah. Last night.

[All those glorious kidnap victims! This is exceedingly awkward and higher on the weirdness scale than Ichigo usually has things get, but ... well this time it's not violence, so that's good!]

...So uh. These tests.

[dontpokethat]

[The best part is that, around here, you really can't tell if someone looks strange because of changes or just because that's how they look. But Ichigo may not have found out that part yet.]

Sorry this is your introduction to the carnival, then.

[He nods, and gestures for Ichigo to sit down.] I'm gonna need to ask a few questions, first - for one thing, did you eat any of the food at the ball, and, if so, how much?

[eclipsingblade]

[That's considered. Really it could be a lot worse. Of the few scientists and doctors he knew, Ginko (who surely was a doctor if he was doing doctory things), at least this one didn't look crazy immediately.]

Could be worse. You're not scary or anything.

[..Was that a good thing? Did he want to be scary? Ichigo considers this while selecting a likely looking spot to sit, frowning. Green antelope weren't really that intimidating.]

Not everything's clear about all that. I had .. part of what was supposed to be a cheeseburger I think, and a few drinks. I can't tell you what the drinks were, I'm not really familiar with alcohol.

[As well he shouldn't be, Ichigo's not legal yet.]

[dontpokethat]

Thanks, I guess. [Nope, he does not particularly want to be scary. That sounds like it would make working with newcomers kind of inconvenient.]

Hm... that's alright; the fact that you did eat is what I really need. [He leans over to a small stack of papers sitting on an unused table and marks something down.] That said, I'd like to know if you've felt odd or sick in any way. Nausea, fatigue, pain... anything like that.