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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]

Oh, it very much isn't that. [His voice is a bit stiffer, and he pauses again.]

How long did it take for the victim to come back? Do we know?

[blackwaterchild]

[She turns her attention from her nails now, observing him]

Hmm, dunno, she never said. I'd guess a day or two.

[limbical]

I see. Then... hm.

More than one way to deal with the "problem", as it were. And I suppose our kidnappers would be disappointed to lose a subject.

[blackwaterchild]

You think they're using us for something? [She doesn't seem interested again, looking at her nail polish bottles as if trying to figure out which one to use]

[limbical]

Hmm, possibly.

[But he can tell she seems disinterested, and really he can't blame her for her priorities.] Have any red polishes? I feel that a crimson would suit you.

[blackwaterchild]

Not sure what data they could get from this bunch.

[The suggestion of red makes her brighten with interest and she tilts her head] Yeah? Hmm...

[She holds her hands out in front of her, imagining it, and then brings her hands to her mouth in a very idol-esque pose, winking] Bright red nails with some bright red lipstick... Very femme fatale. I like it.

[limbical]

Maybe it's just entertainment. A lot of "maybes" could be had here, and I'm not sure it's worth speculating.

[He smiles wryly, even if she cannot see it.] Sometimes, it's worth being bold. You'll wear it well.