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Chris Freeman ([personal profile] thelatechrisfreeman) wrote in [community profile] ph_logs2023-11-03 11:09 pm

I think you ought to walk with me and be safe [November Open]

Who: Chris Freeman & ... First Aid ([personal profile] lovinglefthand) / Erik Osborne ([personal profile] lordoftheozarks) / River la Croix ([personal profile] somebodychildofanyone) / The Shade ([personal profile] deaths_head) ... & YOU!
What: catch-all, wildcard, and promised threads
When: in-game November, post-Pumpkinfest
Where: All around town
Warning(s): discussions of trauma, past deaths (in-game and backstory) are likely; probably NSFW in the Erik thread, lbr... mind the comment headers if anything else comes up.

OPEN - Hey there Little Red Riding Hood, you sure are lookin' good...
Chris happens to find the idea of seniority based on who's been on Marrow Isle the longest to be an absurd way to organize things. Dr. Winterbottom, despite her retirement, is the final authority for medical matters because she's a local and has the most experience out of all of them. Chris isn't sure exactly how to organize everyone else, but they consider themself at the bottom of the rankings, having only book learning, some experience as a medical assistant, and employment history as a coroner.

So it's not unusual to see Chris taking on the 'drudge work' -- arranging appointments for people, making home visits for follow up purposes, arranging supply contacts for 'the real doctors' to get the things their clinics need. This frees up people like Sally Boyle, First Aid, Dr. Pierce, and Dr. Watson to do the things that only they -- trained and experienced pharmacologists, doctors, and surgeons -- can do.

It's very likely to see Chris somewhere around town on an errand of some sort, or even visiting the outskirts to keep tabs on people who live away from the town center.


CLOSED to First Aid - You spent your stipend on THAT?
"You got the general store to tell you what grocery package I bought for next month?" Chris asks. They fold their arms over their chest defensively. "I'm an adult, you know. I can spend my money as I please."

The confrontation with First Aid is most likely taking place at the Winterbottom Clinic after hours. Seems that First Aid is very serious about making sure that everyone is as healthy as possible. Including their co-worker Chris.


CLOSED to Lord Erik Osborne - I promised you a fashion show...
Chris finally accepted their fate as one of Dr. Agnes Winterbottom's sucessors, and took over running her clinic at the end of October. As of November first, they've been given a small house within walking distance of said clinic, and moved their few material possessions from a room at the Oak and Iron into the house.

Chris asked Sam to deliver a letter to Erik -- and the vampire lord will find that it's an invitation to visit Chris's new home.

Part of it reads: 'Any evening that you're free, just give me a day's notice so I won't be on call that night. I promised you a little fashion show, remember?'

(Which may be enticing on its own, but this also gives Erik a chance to satisfy his curiosity about Chris's powers. Answering questions in private is usually more comfortable.)


CLOSED to River - A miracle of food engineering... (and maybe other engineering too)
Despite slightly rocky interactions -- Chris cried during their first conversation, and River accidentally sliced her fingers during their second -- Chris is actually feeling pretty good about a friendship with the head blacksmith of Infernal Arms and Armor.

And because it worked so well last time (with Sam), Chris trades in one of their last food vouchers for some savory hand pies from the Oak and Iron's kitchens. Come lunch time, they are at River's forge with a basket of food to share.

Has River been introduced to the idea of hand pies yet?

Chris also has some ideas for a bed -- an old design in their own world, not available on Marrow Isle -- that could help with post-surgical recovery. Zie wants to talk about the idea with River, and see if fabricating the parts is doable... either with her team, or from John who does less weapon-related forging.


CLOSED to The Shade - Death dad and death son go a-hunting
Both Chris and the Shade have a connection to death, something that the Shade could easily see when they met at a shooting game during Pumpkinfest. That hadn't been the right venue to get more information on using that connection to death with a weapon, as the Shade offered to teach them about... but some time in November?

Chris heads over to the Shade's place one morning, at his invitation. They've got their most sturdy shoes and sensible clothes on (no skirts or slippers today), and just their first aid kit in their ever-present bag. Chris isn't quite sure what these lessons will entail, but they are determined to be a good student.


OPEN - Wildcard
Did I promise something with Chris and forget it? It happens, my brain is a garbage fire. Feel free to toss anything at us here.
lovinglefthand: (Default)

Wildcard -- Tension in the Workplace

[personal profile] lovinglefthand 2023-11-04 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Following directly from this...]

First Aid has started mopping the exam room floor by the time Chris gets back, both the window and his own vents wide open, fans whirring to disperse the smell of bleach. It doesn't smell so bad to him, but he knows humans find it obnoxious. He sympathizes. There are certain things he finds obnoxious too.

He glances up when Chris enters the room, visor dimming. His vocalizer clicks, once, switching itself on and then off. The equivalent of someone opening their mouth only to realize they have nothing to say.

He puts his head down and keeps working.
lovinglefthand: (in shadow)

[personal profile] lovinglefthand 2023-11-04 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
First Aid had looked up when Chris started speaking, listening attentively. He can hear the tension in their voice, but he can't quite figure out what it means. It doesn't sound like anger, he doesn't think.

"That's good," he says, looking back down at the floor. "They'll be able to operate more efficiently if they already know what we all have to work with."

Swoosh, swoosh goes the mop.

"It may be better if you handle all interactions with Doctor Pierce in the future."
lovinglefthand: (reckless first aid)

[personal profile] lovinglefthand 2023-11-04 06:59 am (UTC)(link)
First Aid jerks his head up, plating rattling and flaring in its seams before he manages to get himself back under control. It's really not his business, he said he didn't care who Chris dated, but that asshole...

"Did he?" he finally says, voice tightly under control. "Was he respectful?"
Edited 2023-11-04 07:00 (UTC)
lovinglefthand: (nice guy first aid)

[personal profile] lovinglefthand 2023-11-04 07:32 am (UTC)(link)
"...Good," First Aid says, because it's true. Chris deserves to have fun with people who treat them well. "I suppose he really was joking when he said he wouldn't assist me with patients, then. That's a relief -- even if it was in very poor taste," he growls, reapplying himself to his mopping. Actually, no, he needs to switch spots now. Can't let himself get carried away and damage the tile.

"I'm afraid I don't care very much for his sense of humor."
lovinglefthand: (remember him)

[personal profile] lovinglefthand 2023-11-04 08:13 am (UTC)(link)
"I've known people like that before. Bad luck for everyone that he just happened to get under my metal to such an irritating degree. You don't need to worry, though. I won't let my personal feelings interfere with caring for our patients. They'll always be my first priority."
300kgbackpack: (Default)

Open

[personal profile] 300kgbackpack 2023-11-04 08:15 am (UTC)(link)
Chris will almost certainly have noticed Sam going about his daily routine with Way Too Much Shit strapped to his back, as well as his kid strapped to his chest. He's got slightly nicer clothes, much nicer boots, and a rope and sturdy climbing anchor attached to his belt. They will almost certainly have noticed, near the bottom of the roster, Sam's name along with an upcoming check-up with First Aid, insisted upon by the latter.

Either way, as Chris is apparently on their way out to the edge of the village where the Kaspbrak farm is situated and nearby Sam's little barely-furnished house, the local courier is on his way down the path with a delivery from things gathered from the forest, mostly firewood bound for some of the residents that aren't as able to collect it for themselves as the temperature drops. So here, have an upward nod as he heads out to be A Mailman.
lovinglefthand: (annoyed)

[personal profile] lovinglefthand 2023-11-04 08:41 am (UTC)(link)
"...He still shouldn't have said that," First Aid finally says, tone flat. "He didn't know anything about you or your practice. He shouldn't have jumped to conclusions for the sake of a stupid joke."
lovinglefthand: (remember him)

[personal profile] lovinglefthand 2023-11-04 09:01 am (UTC)(link)
First Aid sighs heavily and finally sets the mop aside.

"I do know that," he says quietly. "I've seen humans do it before...and Cybertronians too." He rubs his face. "And it hasn't escaped me that the jokes he made at my expense were ultimately very minor and petty, not even close the same level as yours. But...I can't deal with that right now, Chris. On top of everything else...it's too much. My emotional bandwidth's all been allocated, there's no more room. If he'd insisted on staying here any longer I'd have started giving serious consideration to picking him up and throwing him out."
lovinglefthand: (nice guy first aid)

[personal profile] lovinglefthand 2023-11-04 01:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"...Thank you." First Aid reaches over to gently rest his hand on top of Chris's. "I appreciate that, I truly do."

He looks into Chris's eyes and asks something he should have asked hours ago, because they are friends and First Aid refuses to be some kind of sponge that always takes and never gives. "How you holding up?"
300kgbackpack: (Default)

[personal profile] 300kgbackpack 2023-11-04 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Chris might be shocked about how many times he's been stopped with exactly that phrase. "What's up?" Sam asks, barely breaking stride as he slows enough for Chris to draw level with him.

Lou removes her hand from her mouth to wave it back at Chris' greeting. Her rabbit is tucked right into her sling for safekeeping.
somebodychildofanyone: (Default)

A miracle of food engineering... (and maybe other engineering too)

[personal profile] somebodychildofanyone 2023-11-05 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
Chris, you're in luck. River is late, you see, to lunch, having decided to push for a big order from Zelda for training weapons (she's leaving the materials for the training dummies for later - she fuckin' hates doing nails and hinges and all that jazz, and might pawn it off to John), and is in fact cleaning her workspace when Chris comes in. She smiles brightly when she sees her fellow "necromancer" and -

- A visible sniff. Two. Her eyes snap down to the basket.

"...'cha got there, Chrissssssssss?"
somebodychildofanyone: (Default)

[personal profile] somebodychildofanyone 2023-11-05 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
River waves the concern off immediately. "The reward for good work is more work, lay 'em out on the work table there..."

Not before she steals one of these 'hand pies' though. River stares at it with the exact same expression you might see on, say, a lumberjack from 1762 being introduced to the chainsaw.
somebodychildofanyone: (pic#16676544)

[personal profile] somebodychildofanyone 2023-11-05 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
River ponders, gesturing vaguely with the as-yet-untried meat pie. "It sounds similar to Sam's concept of the collapsing ladder. I can grasp some of the obstacles...getting around them might be the bitch. Yeah. Finish your pie there before you fuckin' touch my blueprint paper but once you do, it's right over there."

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