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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!?
]
[park]
I can assure you I'm very much out of a grave.
[He explains to the little child as well:]
Sometimes people have health problems that give them funny appearances, my boy.
... And even if I were a 'ghoul' -- a nice ghoul should be treated nicely, right?
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[ Yuri doesn't wait for an answer, before huffing out a breath and shoving his hands into the front pocket of his hoodie, rolling his head forward once more to look at the other properly. (He almost wishes he hadn't.) ]
Seriously though, you were bleeding all over the damn place. You uh- should I call a doctor, or some shit? I probably know a guy.
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Perhaps he masks his 'kindnesses' with aggravation and brutish responses. Or maybe he's a butthead.
Maybe all of the above.
He pulls a handkerchief and wipes his mouth, as he's done many times in the past five years, feeling a little more self-conscious about the act -- and his current look, of course. The child's already gotten bored of the two of them, and has settled for rushing back over to his friends.]
... I had gotten injured some years ago, but I'm not in any danger, young man.
I see a doctor regularly.