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Characters: Open
Location: Death City, Clinic
Rating: PG
Time: Jan 17 onward
Description: Missions 151 and 152, crossposted to DW

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[judgementbyfire]

The smirk was returned with an impassive stare. Whether her words got to him or not was never shown on his expression, but the judge maintained an air of indifference even as Kerrigan spoke of his resistance being futile. "Then I should count myself fortunate that there is one so obviously talented looking out for my well being," he calmly spoke in return. Her attempts to bait him would never provoke him into giving anything away.

Grunting subtly when she tightened the bandage and begun with the next, he sat there quietly until Kerrigan was completely done. He reached out for his shirt, but momentarily paused at the mention of her being a telepath. So, she was a NEXT in her world. That didn't come as a surprise, and it took a moment to remind himself that their powers did not work here. That was why he continued to calmly put his shirt back on despite her warning.

"It is unfortunate that this world strips you of such an ability," he murmured in a conversational tone. Doing up the buttons, the judge continued to mutter, "Such a skill would have been quite useful against the enemy here."

And fortunately if she didn't have that ability here, then his thoughts remained his own.

[ghostofaqueen]

She really did enjoy this new game of cat-and-mouse. It was very entertaining, and it was distracting from the rest of her work as well. She supposed that she would need to figure out which was more important, though she knew that her duties were. It was just what was more interesting to her, since she knew her duties backwards and forwards.

"Yes, you should, but I doubt that you do," she replied in kind, shrugging her shoulders as she stepped back to allow him to move. She remained behind him purposefully, though she had no ill-intentions for him just yet.

"Somewhat," she replied mysteriously. She had enough to get by and not have her go insane with the constant silence. The ebb and flow of strong emotions was the only comfort that she had here in this place, but it still managed to give people away sometimes. Too bad he liked to be a blank sheet to her.

"Oh, and if you need help doing bandage changes, feel free to give me a call," she offered, though she knew for a fact that he wouldn't take it.

[judgementbyfire]

Her words had him glancing over at her while he finishing doing up the buttons to his shirt. The tie went next, and as he proficiently began tying it, he murmured in return, "I highly doubt that this city is so dangerous to warrant anyone needing any form of watcher, let alone a simple judge."

Reaching for his jacket, he slipped his right arm through it automatically before moving to slowly place his left arm through the sleeve. The mention of 'somewhat' didn't go by his notice, and neither did the fact that she continued to stand behind him.

Turning back to face her, he neatly buttoned up the front of his business jacket as he spoke, "I will keep your offer in mind." But just as she thought, he never would act on that fact. Yuri had every intention of keeping a low profile even long after she'd grown bored and tired of this little game of hers.

[ghostofaqueen]

"You never know what this city needs," she replied in kind, and she wondered about that statement of him being a simple judge. She would have to look into if there were others of his world around to ask after. How good was his facade anyway? "Perhaps there will be opportunity yet for you to pass judgement on others." She had never looked into the criminal justice system here after all.

She folded her arms over her chest as he turned around, glancing at his appearance and t'sking softly. "Next time you want to help with blood and putting people back together, perhaps you should get clothing that can be thrown away at the end," she replied before stepping around him.

She reached out and pulled open the curtain before glancing back at him. "Beware the Ghost, Mr. Petrov," she replied before slipping out to send another patient his way.