video; un: justalucard

[reposing]

So there's a problem.

[Introductions? No, none of that.

The video comes online to show two individuals: Alucard, who clearly has seen better days on account of how grungy he appears, twigs in his hair, and a bottle of wine in his hand. Rosella, clearly dressed in a gown fit for a princess, is on the ground with eyes closed and not breathing. As Alucard moves his phone to show her looking kind of dead, it's clear that both these people are in the recently revealed gardens where the suspicious tea party is located.]

I found this young lady like this, along with an empty tea cup. Presumably, she's been poisoned, but I lack any ability to undo the damage done. I don't believe she is dead, but who knows how much longer she has.

[He has a drink from his bottle before he continues.]

If someone has any knowledge on these teas and what best to do next, that'd be ideal.

Comments

[immortalpoet]

Welp. It was worth a try.

[le shrug]

You're not obliged to help her, you know.

[reposing]

I'm aware.

[He pauses to have another swig from his bottle.]

...Figured I'd try anyway. For some reason.

[immortalpoet]

For some reason? And what may that reason be.

[reposing]

Something about it being a good thing to do? One should probably not leave an unconscious woman just lying around.

[immortalpoet]

Ah, so you're a bleeding heart.

[good for you, man. sucks for you too]

[reposing]

Oh, please. I suppose you just step over fallen bodies yourself?

What am I saying, it would track for... [He trails off, then huffs.]

[immortalpoet]

I make the dead bodies myself.

[bluntly,]

If you're that worried, haul her over a shoulder and take her to one of the doctors here, though...it seems like Gebura has offered some insight.

Track for what?