audio; un: loveless

[limbical]

I'd like to keep this as efficient as possible, so I don't plan on talking your ear off.

Call me Daan. I'm a doctor. That should about cover all you need to know about me.

So, first question: is there already a clinic arranged by someone here? Have there been any injuries on top of there being a willing killer out there? Illnesses or whatever else. I can probably help you, even a little.

Second question: who has been here since the start of this whole mess of being trapped in a part of this city? Ideally, I'd like someone who can be informative, but I'm not overly picky.

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[halbird]

[ ah. how to say this in a way that's not weird as hell considering the circumstances.

emil'll settle on saying it in a way that very much shows he thinks it's weird as hell considering the circumstances: ]

A City. Just a City. [ the second part after a beat of thought to save daan the question of "and what else?" because. there isn't anything else. commonly travelled, anyway. ] Like this, with Districts. But they were bigger, and it wasn't as... mm. It wasn't as peaceful.

[ should he say the last part? well, someone else from the city will probably say the last part eventually. it's fine. ]

[limbical]

You're not the only one to respond like that, actually. A City, but not this one specifically.

May I ask what manner of conflict it was?

[halbird]

There's five of us from there, so I shouldn't be surprised that you've heard from someone else first. They'd be better at describing it.

[ just— that, first, as he tries to parse how exactly to answer daan's question.

what manner of conflict was it? it'd be easier to answer what kind of conflict it wasn't, because it seemed like it was every manner under the sun. when emil does answer, he's clearly having some difficulty defining it. it's not as new, it doesn't make him freeze up... but it's easier to simply participate in it because you have to than actually talk about it when you don't. ]

There's a lot of fighting, for different reasons. It's not like a war, or one general conflict. It just... is. People trying to survive, wanting things. That's what I've seen recently.

[ syndicates, fixers, capitalism. even the places thought safe aren't so safe, given his rich boy town got burned down by a cult. but, it's fine. it's fine. ]

[limbical]

That's fair. I'm sure it's a bit of a loaded question I've asked.

[Still, he listens anyway, curious.]

Is the world is disarray then? People will do anything to survive, after all.