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[your_caretaker]

Enter a mild looking teenage boy covered in soot and bent in pain. He wanders up and down the mansion for a moment, but at last realizes he's not in Kansas (or California) anymore when he accidentally pulls a picture off the wall where his medicine cabinet should be

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[star_in_night]

"No, sir." She stands a little distance away, a pretty young woman with a quiet air. "It isn't anybody's, the best I understand; but it's safe. Do you need any help?"

Welcome! :D

[your_caretaker]

Neil turns to face this strange person. "I'm sorry. I know the house isn't mine, because... well, let's not go there." The narrative voice, however, for elucidation's sake, is quite willing to go there: he left his house burning with another unfortunate's corpse tucked into his bed. "I was just looking for my medicine cabinet. I hope that wasn't your picture." His voice is starting to lilt a little, suggesting that while his stilted speech had started in pain, he was now stunned instead by the girl's good looks.

Thanks! What's this char. from, out of curiosity?

[star_in_night]

"No, sir." She smiles at him, a polite smile; slightly wistful, but then she has that look in general. "There's the closet and the upstairs bathrooms; or I can get a doctor if you need one. There's usually one about."

Equally obscure sci-fi novel! :D Port Eternity.

[your_caretaker]

Neil shakes his head, and focusing on his former need for meds is, ironically, bringing back the pain he'd temporarily forgotten looking upon this girl. "No," he says, his voice strained anew. "No doctors. I'm going to end up like the man, if I don't finish my work..."

Cool! But let's go see what Wiki tells me about it (and Emily)

[your_caretaker]

*Elaine

[star_in_night]

Elaine's expression doesn't change, except to grow more focused. "You're sure I can't bring you anything, sir? Pain pill, at least?" It's not that she cares, exactly, but her psych-set won't let her just leave him in distress, even physical.

Precious little, I'm afraid. I need to fix that. :D

[your_caretaker]

"I am in pain, yes," he snapped, though it was the pain he was annoyed with and not the young lady in front of him. He realized this in a sudden return to his senses. "Yes, sorry. That would help a lot, thanks. And possibly Robitussen, if you have any..."

[star_in_night]

"I'll look," she says, absorbing the snappishness without a flicker, bows her head and slips out. In a few minutes she comes back with a pill, a labelled bottle and a glass of water.

[your_caretaker]

"Thank you." And the poor boy who'd almost forgotten he was physically suffering takes all three and downs them one by one: the cough syrup, the pill, and the water. "Thank you, miss... ah, what's your name? I should know the other occupants of "our" house."