Adrasteius Bloodspeaker (
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exsilium2013-05-05 10:31 pm
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three; video
Well, isn't this just peachy. As if we didn't have enough fucking work to do without an actual disaster situation coming down on our heads.
[Adrasteius glares into the feed, his pale, thin face looking a bit haggard.]
Folks, my name's Adrasteius, and I'm the guy in charge of our clinic. Emphasis on ours, mind you. If you were injured in the crash and you need medical attention, please let me know immediately. I can come to you, or I can send you someone else.
[He huffs, runs a hand through his hair. He's already been running around ever since the spaceship crashed, tending mostly to the natives caught in the blast. Sweat beads his throat and forehead.
His voice is a little hesitant when he goes on.]
On another note, for the safe and waiting and bored... Due to my work here, and bullshit like this, I haven't really gotten a chance to explore the surrounding areas. I'm not asking for the weather report out there or something, I just need to know--have any of you with the skill sensed any natural magic in this land?
[It might be a long shot. It probably is a long shot. But he's at least got to ask.]
[Adrasteius glares into the feed, his pale, thin face looking a bit haggard.]
Folks, my name's Adrasteius, and I'm the guy in charge of our clinic. Emphasis on ours, mind you. If you were injured in the crash and you need medical attention, please let me know immediately. I can come to you, or I can send you someone else.
[He huffs, runs a hand through his hair. He's already been running around ever since the spaceship crashed, tending mostly to the natives caught in the blast. Sweat beads his throat and forehead.
His voice is a little hesitant when he goes on.]
On another note, for the safe and waiting and bored... Due to my work here, and bullshit like this, I haven't really gotten a chance to explore the surrounding areas. I'm not asking for the weather report out there or something, I just need to know--have any of you with the skill sensed any natural magic in this land?
[It might be a long shot. It probably is a long shot. But he's at least got to ask.]
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Come on, let me have a look at you.
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he hesitates, head tilted and questioning – but only for a second. it doesn't take a detective to figure out what he's on about, and though Jericho's sure he's fine, he's got this notion it's best to do as he says.
at least, so long as he doesn't wear himself out! Jericho's peering uncertainly with that thought, stepping up, shoulders shrugged up, unconsciously braced for whatever 'looking' entails.]
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You shouldn't be out here.
[He sets his hand on Jericho's shoulder.]
This air is no good for your lungs.
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the weight of the hand redirects his attention back to Adra. he blinks.
ah, well...same for him, right? he squints a little as he smiles, looking toward the healed man. he's gotta get him out of here, too...]