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[meronymous]

Who: Eike [ todefydestiny ] & Kasukabe [ meronymous ]
What: Doctor on duty, medical examination!
Where: Just outside one of the red/yellow zones, around the streets.
When: Some time after this thread.

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[meronymous]

Indeed, Eike had remained so still that it wasn't until the mumbled words that Kasukabe realized that his 'patient' was awake. Several moment after he'd slid the needletip of his syringe into the surface vein of Eike's arm. And he was just about to start drawing blood (all for experimentation purposes, nothing dangerous!) when he could have sworn he heard words, and he looked up. Meeting Eike's horrified stare with just a mild "oh" face at first -- and then a bright smile. "Hello! You might not want to move! Just a second."

Acting as if drawing blood from a patient on the back of an enormous termite out in the middle of a street were the most normal thing possible, he applied pressure to the syringe, watching as blood welled up in the glass. Chattering away as he continued the job. "Ganta-kun? He was the one who alerted me to your condition! -- I presume you're Mr. Kusche, yes? He told me that you were suffering from poison, but evidence suggested that the cause of your condition was more the location than something like poison, so I transported you to some place where I knew had no ill effects. Are you feeling better now?"

And this happy monologue had basically been a distraction for while he drew blood, and Kasukabe happily popped the syringe out of Eike's arm, undoing the syringe. A pause, before he pulled a wad of cotton bandage out of his pocket and placed it in Eike's other arm, and moving it against the tiny spot of blood that welled up against his forearm. "There, hold that there for a bit until the bleeding stops." Pause, before he sat back, storing the vial of blood away with a grin. "-- I'm Doctor Kasukabe, by the way. Nice to meet you?" Pause, pause, and he patted the carapace of the termite below him. "And this is Jackson, he's happy to meet you too."

[todefydestiny]

During the rather cheerful chatter from his doctor -- as he lacked any other definition to call him, Eike looked from where they were seated to the ground. He wondered if he would survive jumping down from where he was as he felt his skin constantly turn just a shade whiter the longer that he stayed on top of the termite. The termite which he now knew as the name Jackson. His hand absentmindedly held the cotton bandage in place as he kept trying to figure out what it was that he could do. However, it seemed like he should say something to the person who had helped him rather than remain gawking as he was.

"Thuh, um, is..." His eyes closed for a moment as he tried to focus on the words that he wanted to say. It made it easier because he could no longer see the termite which he was riding upon either. "Thank you. I don't know if I quite understand what it is that you meant, but I do feel better." The words were spoken carefully, slowly, each chosen with extreme care. He breathed out as he decided keeping his eyes shut might be the best way to get through the conversation at the moment. "It is nice to meet b-b-both of you as well."

His head tilted slightly as he swallowed, like trying to choke back both scream and other such responses that were welling up inside of him. He really needed to vent out these emotions, but he felt that it would also be rude to suddenly begin reacting in a less than kind manner to someone who had done so much for him. "Ganta needs to know about these areas. I don't want him to be sick." Unsure if he was sharing his thoughts of what it was he was going to do, or asking Kasukabe if he would help him in this.

He let go of putting pressure on his arm, letting some blood well up as it had not quite finished clotting. Digging around his pants' pockets was difficult what with both being on his back and eyes closed so that he would lose his nerve, but he finally located the small glass bottle. The one that had the antidote for poisoning from a male sea hare. It may not be any good here, but he felt that a doctor should have it as he could not think of any other reason that he should hold onto it. "Here, um, I don't have any money and this is the only payment I can think of."

Another hesitant swallow, somehow making it easier to breathe. "It's an antidote for poison made from a male sea hare. I-I thought it might be helpful to you, in case someone needs it."

[meronymous]

It wasn't that Kasukabe was completely oblivious to his patient's discomfort, though -- of course he wasn't, he'd be a terribly poor doctor if he was! Besides, it wasn't hard to tell from the tensed limbs and faint flinches that Eike was probably a bit uncomfortable about Jackson. Which was a sad thing, since Caiman had been the same about Johnson, and anyone who saw Jackson tended to flinch away. Ah, well. Couldn't really be helped that people judged so heavily based on appearances, especially since Jackson was fairly obedient and good-natured once you got past the enormous pincers and ever-so-slightly-acidic drool.

Popping the vial of blood in his pocket and peeling his gloves off, he pulled the syringe apart and stowed it away to dispose of properly later. "I have a feeling that many people already know about these danger zones, judging by previous conversation records and such, especially those who have been here for some time. But yes, I'll be sure to relay this information to Ganta-kun later. He sounded quite concerned about you, and he's bound to be relieved to hear you're well -- ah, you might not want to move too much for a bit, you'll be a bit dizzy -- oh?"

Pause, and Kasukabe looked from the offered bottle, to Eike, and back to the bottle before taking it with a grin. "I wasn't actually looking for any payment, since it seems money doesn't have much meaning or significance here, but I'd love to keep a sample of this antidote, if that's alright. I haven't heard of the sea hare before, and I would quite enjoy the chance to analyze a new sample. Maybe it will come in handy later."

Pause, pause, again, and he laughed, tucking the vial of antidote away in his pocket. "Look at me, talking so much. Are you feeling alright now? And -- would you like to get off? Something tells me you aren't quite enjoying Jackson's shell too much."

[todefydestiny]

"Oh. Danger zones? What are they?" From just their description, he supposed places that he was not supposed to be, but did that really explain why he got so sick when he wandered into one? Was there something in the air that caused it? But just in that portion of the city and nowhere else? Could something really be filtered to do something like that? Eike wondered briefly why he was trying to put logic and realistic constraints on a place, when he had been time traveling and being teleported all over for the entire day. "E-Either way, thank you. For telling Ganta about them."

His turn to pause. "Wait, Gantakun? Oh. I didn't realize I was saying his name wrong." Unfortunately, his knowledge of Japan and all that implies was not something in the wealth of knowledge that Eike had. He committed it to memory, repeating it a few times so that it would stick. Well, he would also write it down in his communicator for later so that he would not forget to call Ganta such. Very embarrassing to call someone the wrong name.

"I hope so. Well, I mean, I hope not. That no one gets poisoned by a male sea hare. And, they're a mollusk, a sort of slug, I guess." Really, he researched just a bit on them so that he could find out what antidote to use so that he would not later be die. He wondered if he should say that the antidote is no longer in circulation, but that felt more like it was bragging than anything else. Either way, it seemed like it went to the right person. Someone who would be able to quickly help others should they be in need.

A blush did form when it seemed he was more or less caught about his discomfort about the rather large termite he was riding on. "Well, it's just ... he is kind of intimidating." Eike felt that he should just come clean as to why he was so troubled by Jackson. Somehow, this was taking longer than the calm acceptance of everything else that has happened to him thus far. Regardless, his head gave a few small movements left and right -- trying to think and also giving himself a minor headache in doing so, seemingly not completely recovered from the 'danger zones' that Kasukabe spoke of. He wondered how long it would take, but he felt he had something more important to say first. "I'm sorry. It seems rude to respond so poorly to your --" The word 'ride' came to mind, but that sounded wrong to him so chose another. "--pet. They don't all have to be cuddly. And it seems like Jackson is really helpful."