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riverview2017-11-09 02:09 pm
almightiness) wrote in riverview2017-11-09 02:09 pm
Voice/Action C-c-c-combo! A Chill Day.
VOICE. USERNAME: T.YAGI
Oh -- here we go --
[Some mild shuffling, sorry! Getting used to how everything runs here. He clears his throat]
Hello, nice to meet everyone here; my name is Toshinori Yagi, but most just refer to me as Yagi. I'm not that used to being unfamiliar of the community I'm in, so -- if you'd be willing, I'd love to know what sort of establishments or sights you have to visit around Riverview. Something to keep me occupied, and all; I just can't help but stay in motion and familiarize myself with everything.
I guess I can consider this a vacation from my usual... busybody work. For now.
ACTION. | HOSPITAL
[Firstly, he needs to get his medical junk in order. He's not fond of how reliant he is on doctor trips he's been the last five years of his life, but things change -- self-care, albeit shoddy, is a good priority to have. He supposes he'll lie about how he got his old injury, or... maybe he can find a doctor he trusts with the truth. Recovery Girl had been such a relief to have around, and he misses her already. That said -- office visit is a-go, and waiting rooms are not uncommon to him anymore.
Reason for visit? Blood tests to monitor his levels of -- well, everything.
When he leaves, he pit stops to the pharmacy for the usual -- injections, chewable vitamins, iron supplements. By the time he's heaving out, he's got a hefty paper back with the cute little Rx in rolling letters on the front.]
ACTION. | PARK
[... Toshinori jogs. He's got a little track suit -- er, a long track suit for a long fellow -- and he's just casually jogging. He doesn't last particularly long, and he finds himself sitting to rest nearby, where all the boys and girls are currently clustered to play on the equipment. It's pretty nice here, all things considered; he'll rest up, keep a watchful eye out for any danger. Some of these kids are out on their own, after all! They could use the neighborhood watch.
It always pays to be observant.
One of the young boys rush over to him, eyes wide and curious. He's got a sort of apprehensive aura about him, a ball under his arm and a preparedness to bolt if things go sour. Plucking his fingers from his mouth (you're way too old for that, my boy), he says firmly:
"You look like a ghooooul!"
Toshinori nearly falls off the bench, sputtering blood.
A GHOUL!?
]
Oh -- here we go --
[Some mild shuffling, sorry! Getting used to how everything runs here. He clears his throat]
Hello, nice to meet everyone here; my name is Toshinori Yagi, but most just refer to me as Yagi. I'm not that used to being unfamiliar of the community I'm in, so -- if you'd be willing, I'd love to know what sort of establishments or sights you have to visit around Riverview. Something to keep me occupied, and all; I just can't help but stay in motion and familiarize myself with everything.
I guess I can consider this a vacation from my usual... busybody work. For now.
ACTION. | HOSPITAL
[Firstly, he needs to get his medical junk in order. He's not fond of how reliant he is on doctor trips he's been the last five years of his life, but things change -- self-care, albeit shoddy, is a good priority to have. He supposes he'll lie about how he got his old injury, or... maybe he can find a doctor he trusts with the truth. Recovery Girl had been such a relief to have around, and he misses her already. That said -- office visit is a-go, and waiting rooms are not uncommon to him anymore.
Reason for visit? Blood tests to monitor his levels of -- well, everything.
When he leaves, he pit stops to the pharmacy for the usual -- injections, chewable vitamins, iron supplements. By the time he's heaving out, he's got a hefty paper back with the cute little Rx in rolling letters on the front.]
ACTION. | PARK
[... Toshinori jogs. He's got a little track suit -- er, a long track suit for a long fellow -- and he's just casually jogging. He doesn't last particularly long, and he finds himself sitting to rest nearby, where all the boys and girls are currently clustered to play on the equipment. It's pretty nice here, all things considered; he'll rest up, keep a watchful eye out for any danger. Some of these kids are out on their own, after all! They could use the neighborhood watch.
It always pays to be observant.
One of the young boys rush over to him, eyes wide and curious. He's got a sort of apprehensive aura about him, a ball under his arm and a preparedness to bolt if things go sour. Plucking his fingers from his mouth (you're way too old for that, my boy), he says firmly:
"You look like a ghooooul!"
Toshinori nearly falls off the bench, sputtering blood.
A GHOUL!?
]
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Did something happen to you?
[With so much different medication, it can't escape Steve's eye.]
I don't want to pry, it's just... I'm surprised to see someone making so many purchases.
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It's no trouble; people tend to be concerned, but I'm alright.
I was in an accident a few years ago that I've taken some time to recover from. It's just that — because of it, I often have to be careful of how I treat my body. [A slight shrug of his sharp shoulders, as he adjusts his hands on the bags.] It's mostly just things to help me eat, or vitamins — things like that.
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[And yet Steve's nature is instinctively forward, so it's no wonder he ended up asking his new friend a question that is probably too personal. At least he has the self-awareness to look apologetic for prying.]
When I was younger, I had... some health issues. I guess I was just kind of concerned.
[The man was walking alone and had been kind to him. It felt like the least he could do was offer a hand in return.]
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[He laughs it off a bit, and looks more at ease.]
You had issues when you were younger, though...? Haa, it seems we're opposites then! I was pretty healthy in my youth. What sort of issues were you having?
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Never could pin it down. I got sick a lot, had trouble keeping up with other kids. There wasn't anything... specific that could be done. Compromised immune system. Maybe from something I caught as a baby. At least, that was one idea. I just couldn't seem to shake it.
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[He clears his throat, thoughtful. If this guy was familiar with such difficulties... he supposes he would understand where Yagi's coming from — and not treat him any different for it, perhaps. His biggest concern had always been weirding people out and making them treat him strangely.]
I suppose I'm lucky to know exactly what's going on with me. [He shifts his bags onto one arm, pressing a thumb to his chest, hand looking far too big for his thin arm.] I lost a lung and my stomach, so as much as it's unpleasant to deal with, I at least know how to treat it.
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You're brave. I hope I can be as strong as you.
[It's always so easy if you're bigger and stronger.]
If there's ever anything I can do, will you let me know?
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I wouldn't build me up so much, Rogers-san! [... Mr. Rogers...?] I'm only as tough as the people around me.
[But more importantly, and with a thankful nod:]
But regardless, I'll let you know.
[Will he really? It's left to be seen. You know how hero-types are.]
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I appreciate it. This city needs people like you to reassure them that there is hope.