text; un: loveless

[limbical]

On a professional level:
unless it's an emergency, I'm not currently handling patients at this time
so if you have a general check up or you're worried about a rash or something seek out one of the other doctors
great we've got that squared away

Non-professional question:
what's waiting for you back in your home?
Family, friends, saving the world, a hot date?
just a bit of curiosity on my side
Cheers

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[immortalpoet]

You guess, huh. With an attitude like that, you aren't getting any of this.

[Holding up a whiskey bottle with a couple of glasses! Just like he promised. And so, he's stepping in.]

You look like you're half dead there, doctor. [#tactful]

[limbical]

[UGH MAN. Why you gotta be like this. Daan grits his teeth and then sighs.]

Thank you for graciously bringing the gift of alcohol to me.

[will that appease Vergilius, we shall see]

Huh. If only. I still feel mostly alive, honestly.

[immortalpoet]

See? You can do it.

[Look at this tiny little smirk. Hehe.]

That so? Well, good for you. The last thing this place needs is to deal with you keeling over. Here.

[Glass for u, sir.]

[limbical]

[get a load of this guy]

Hm, you think? There are a couple of other doctors here. I'm sure everyone could manage.

[The glass is taken with a grateful nod. He isn't totally out of manners yet, to his credit.]

[immortalpoet]

Are they as no-nonsense as you, though?

[And here, have some whiskey - hes uncapping it to fill his cup.]

[limbical]

I mean-- I suppose they're not as much. Not that it'd stop them from being sassy in their way.

[oh fuck yeah he's ready]

[immortalpoet]

Ah, but people won't listen to them. You, on the other hand, might have a chance.

[Pouring his own to lift up a little, nodding.]

Want to make a toast?

[limbical]

Hm.

[It isn't that Daan minds. Frankly, he habitually has a hard time ignoring people in need of help despite his own personality. But he also thinks that people should probably have better options than him.

But it's not like they have the luxury of being picky.]

Sure. What are we toasting?

[immortalpoet]

Your good health.




[a beat for comedic effect. ba dum tsh]

But more seriously, the ability to keep going in this mess.

[limbical]

[That does earn the tiniest bit of a smile and a little noise that is the hint of a laugh. Either way, the mirth is there.]

You too, then.