04 | Video

[highhealplz]

[ There's a scruffy, friendly-lookin dude front and center here, sort of recognizable as the slightly older, longer-haired version that used to go around being stuffy and formal. This sheepish smile is pretty uncharacteristic of him from back then, though. ]

Hello! I'm Ashraf. I was here a while ago, co-director of the transport-run clinic? [ He offers a wave. ] So hello again to anyone that knew me. I'm sorry in advance if I don't remember you very well, it's been about fifty years on my end! [ says the guy who doesn't look a day over 20 ]

So, anyway— I figured this could be a long shot, but... does anyone have a way with clothing?

[ Here's where the sheepish smile makes a triumphant return. He pulls up a pair of beautifully embroidered robes, obviously expensive, but currently full of violent-looking rips, tears, and a bullet hole or two. There's also some bloodstains left over from attempts to wash them out. ]

I tried, I really did. At this point, I think it's going to take magic to set these straight. Or a whole new set, maybe. So, um... any takers? I could pay!

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[highhealplz]

Oh, nothing much, don't worry! It was mostly the work of a demon at home.

[xenophiliac]

You know, it is entirely impossible for me to not worry about my friends. And a demon sounds incredibly sinister, but I am sure you are just fine now, yes?

[highhealplz]

Definitely just fine. I'll have to work it out when I get home again, but— [ A laugh ] A problem for another day, right?

[xenophiliac]

Nothing like a problem you can delay inevitably! And nothing for me to worry about, so I will do my best not to.

[highhealplz]

Good. Really, your energies would be better spent elsewhere. Enjoying yourself, for example! Do you take off enough time from the clinic?

[xenophiliac]

Time off...? I suppose! Occasionally. I enjoy being at the clinic. And it is easy for others to find me if they need me when I am there.

[highhealplz]

And it's time well spent, that's sure. But maybe you should come out with me for drinks some evening.

[xenophiliac]

You know I will not say no to a social invitation. As much as I like to work! So tell me where, and I will go.

[highhealplz]

Well, how about [ a place!!! ] tonight at 8?

[xenophiliac]

Then I will see you there.

[highhealplz]

Until then.

[xenophiliac]

[So log or ???? whats goin on]

[highhealplz]

[[how about a quicklog
right here
right now]]

[xenophiliac]

[no way that's just CRAZY ok let's]

[highhealplz]

[ He's there at 8:03, a little apologetic as he slips in and glances around for his company. On the plus side, arriving late might mean Nananea is already here -- and she definitely stands out. ]

[xenophiliac]

[She was here early, actually, but she didn't mind waiting a couple minutes. She's found herself a table to sit at while she watches the door, waving the second she spots Ashraf.]

[highhealplz]

[ He smiles quickly and heads over, slipping into a seat across from her. ]

Hi! Sorry— am I late? [ It's half instinct and half apology that makes him wave a hand toward her, calling down one of those energizing, revitalizing blessings, complete with brief blue glow and sparkles. ]

[xenophiliac]

I was early. [She's less concerned with waving off his apology and way more interested in what he just did with his hands.

So obviously she's grabbing for one of them with all four of hers as soon as he's sitting.]

What was that!

[highhealplz]

[ whoa, well, okay. Fine by him, he'll surrender it easily, and with a grin. ]

That was a blessing. For the next couple minutes you'll be stronger, faster, things like that.

[xenophiliac]

Oh. [Her nose wrinkles, but she continues to prod at his hand with her various fingers curiously.]

One of those "magic" things. Yes? How strange.

[highhealplz]

Yes, one of those "magic" things. [ He looks amused. ] It's meant for battle, but it works for every day life too.