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[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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[limbical]

It's a step up from me. But yeah, we're out of luck without any of the right equipment. I wouldn't even know what you'd begin to do in order to make an engine.

[luciole]

At least the trains operate even if they don't go anywhere except within the city limits. It's a losing battle just sitting there and expecting it to go anywhere new.

Any luck with finding anyone familiar on your end? I'm not as fortunate with that.

[limbical]

Someone told me he tried to walk down the tunnels, but they all looped back. Curious, that.

No, I'm in the same situation at you. I haven't decided if it's a boon or not for them, but ultimately they would probably prefer to have some semblance of control over their lives. Which they wouldn't have here.

[luciole]

[There is a notable pause on Lucy's end before she speaks up, her voice sounding a little more resigned even though she puts in an ask.]

Not that I hope for it to happen, but... If the train brings in more people, would you mind keeping an eye out for someone for me?

[A beat. And with light, cheery jest, she adds:]

No pun intended regarding the by the way.

[limbical]

[If anything, that just earns a sharp bark of laughter before he answers:]

Lucy, Lucy, Lucy. So rude.

[he does NOT sound offended.]

Tell me who you have in mind.

[luciole]

[That makes her laugh in return.]

Emphasis on unintended Daan. But I'll watch myself with both my eyes so I don't stumble into such terrible jokes.

[now that one was intentional. cheeky this one.]

Now... He's a young man named River Kwan. Tall and muscular build and shoulder-length dark hair that he'll usually have tied back.

He will most likely call you, 'Bro.'

[limbical]

I'll keep the description in mind. If I happen across the fellow, I'll let you know.

Friend of yours?

[luciole]

Mm-hm. A good friend. I lived with him and his family.

[Kind of a unique situation when she could have lived with her adoptive parents but hey.]

Honestly, if he were here, I'd feel he'd be able to lift everyone's spirits up. And he's also a doctor who cares very much for his patients.

[limbical]

I certainly wouldn't say no to additional medical help.

[Certainly a very different man than Daan himself, by the sounds of it. A better person. Understandable.]

It would be a boon for others as well to have his company, no doubt. If I see him, you'll know.

[luciole]

If he ever shows up, I'll immediately volunteer his services for everyone.

[The good ol' volun-told technique. But River would probably jump in to help with or without it.]

Thank you, Daan. I feel strangely adrift without him our my other coworkers by my side but I think with people like you and the other medics, at least we're prepared for the worst in some fashion, lack of crucial supplies aside.