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[scientificist]

This is…Herbert West: a contributor to the recent cure as you may recall as well as…your new Doctor. [He pauses to let that sink in, sounding really smug about it.] The Medical Team is still, small but as more experienced members join it has become more…evident that we do not have the resources we need to properly, treat the Carnival staff.

Namely: up to date medical documentation on you all—now, I made do before with what I had, during the process of constructing the cure but those involved may recall being asked various questions, questions which would have been unnecessary had the previous department been keeping your notes on file. Perhaps medical files aren’t required by, magical zebras but they are required by. Me. It is considerably easier for everyone when all previous knowledge doesn’t leave with the former physician—I’m sure you can agree. [He’s trying his best to sound congenial, definitely, but it mostly comes off as stilted as usual…maybe it counts that he’s trying?]

Today and tomorrow, myself and Mr Okumura will be available to perform physical examinations; any additional medical history you can provide is, welcome, and if you would prefer to attend on an alternate date, contact me to arrange a time.

[And then because so many people here are damned word weasels:] I have to insist all of you show up. Even if you’re healthy. Especially, if you’re healthy to give us an idea of your baseline state but we will, of course, treat any issues you have. Understand, it’s for the good of the Carnival and everyone’s…future well-being.


[ooc: Make sure to help me out by posting anything you think of to the med tent info post. Also, Herbert is almost literally always in the med tent during daytime hours but let us know if you have an ooc preference for checkups.]

Comments

[prazerbutterfly]

That's... quite inconvenient. I think this is something he's generally looking for. For someone like you he'd have to likely incorporate special circumstances.

[Unlike Herbert, Tyki is quite patient and waits as he thinks it over.]

Even if only for five minutes, it is something and he can't complain if you showed up.

[moonfang]

Well, for most stuff, it's really convenient. I go through a lot of extra flesh and blood when I transform. If it all sat around and rotted, it'd be a mess.

[though he was able to prevent his arm from growing back. Maybe he can prevent blood from vanishing outside his body? Probably not.]

... Fine. Hear that, quacks? Five minutes.

[prazerbutterfly]

Someone has to know a spell that could possibly keep it around. Heh, more work for him.

[He snorts at such enthusiasm.]

Have fun~♥

[moonfang]

Oi, you think you're getting off easy? You're coming, too!

[prazerbutterfly]

Zangetsu, as much as I appreciate your concern, you have to remember that I got poked and prodded enough that they already have a record on file for me. But if you need someone to hold your hand, I suppose I can come along.

[moonfang]

Yeah but you were sick, then. Aaaand something something healthy checkups [he says, mimicking Herbert's unique speaking cadence] But awwww, you'll hold my hand~? Even fer the suuuuper scaaaawy needles~?

[prazerbutterfly]

[He snorts a little cause of that impersonation. It's hilarious.] Uh huh, big brother is here for you~

It'll be worth the entertainment at least. Just try not to bite him if he jabs you too hard.

[moonfang]

Oh, well, thanks so much, Tyki-nii-san. Couldn't do it without you~

I'll try not to take off any body parts this time. Well... maybe just a finger or two.

[prazerbutterfly]

[Poor, poor, Herbert. He's going to have his hands full soon. Tyki's practically laughing.]

Very well. I'll find you when I get a moment. Expect me.

[moonfang]

Well, you know where I am!

[rip in pieces, herbie]

time skiiip (fowo)f

[prazerbutterfly]

[He actually waits a good while to slip out of his practice clothes and into something a bit more casual. He was serious about finding a moment. Tyki was usually lazy until it came to performances and with all the minor adjustments to his body and clothes he had to make it perfect before that actual week came. He never wanted to disappoint someone he was working for.

It's why he greets Zangetsu with a bit of a short wave before they just head right on over. Tyki's got a wide grin plastered onto his face by the time they make it to the medical tent. This has become a sort of game for him now and he's all too pleased.]

Heeeerb, you in?

[moonfang]

[Being lazy is the beeeessstttt. Lord. If he were capable of growing fat from lack of movement, he would. But hey, Hollow metabolism is good for something at least. Zangetsu himself opts for his normal white shihakushou, his feathery rabbit-esque feet bare. As per usual, he has his fuckoff giant sword hanging off his back.

This was going to be fun. Zangetsu calls out in an obnoxious sing-song voice, made worse by his normal distortion and reverberation]

I'm here for my check-up, Doctor Quack.

[scientificist]

[He can get a decent amount of stuff done in five minutes. That's fine. Even if the blood thing makes those kinds of tests basically impossible...he probably wasn't going to draw an appropriate amount of blood and do everything else in five minutes anyway.

So he doesn't comment on that at all, and instead asks:] Transform into what?

[moonfang]

A Hollow. Well. More of one, anyway.

[if you want a better explanation of what a "hollow" is, you'll have to ask, Herby]

[scientificist]

A "hollow" what?

[moonfang]

A Hollow. Capital "H". A kind of soul-devouring monster-slash-former human from my world. I eat people.

[scientificist]

As a necessity or for...fun.

WRONG TEENAGER

[moonfang]

Hmmmm..... [a pause] Booooth? I don't... actually know if Hollows can starve to death. [Only that they're always hungry no matter what they eat! But have any ever shriveled up and died because they couldn't get prey? ... Or because they had the willpower to resist]