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dear_mun2016-06-14 10:28 pm
blednyy_plague_doctor) wrote in dear_mun2016-06-14 10:28 pm
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Voicetesting. App'd to thewake
Gospodin Mun,
I was under the impression testing should be done before the application of something - a lesson I admit I didn't know at your age, but still. God only knows why you're under the impression that I have anything to offer one of these games. Have you considered that I might be contagious? I certainly have. I refuse to infect an entire city with something that doesn't have a cure, so if you don't have a way to 'handwave' away that, we're going to have issues.
Now, let us assume for argument's sake you solve that major hang up. What good, exactly, do you think a man from 1947 can do in a setting as many years removed from that as this one alleges to be? All my expertise must be the sort of thing taught to first year medical students these days. If I can't help people, if I can't prevent deaths and save lives, then I have no business being anywhere.
I'm not asking you to reconsider. I don't ask, I demand you do so.
Respectfully,
Dr. Evgeniy Eldarov
I was under the impression testing should be done before the application of something - a lesson I admit I didn't know at your age, but still. God only knows why you're under the impression that I have anything to offer one of these games. Have you considered that I might be contagious? I certainly have. I refuse to infect an entire city with something that doesn't have a cure, so if you don't have a way to 'handwave' away that, we're going to have issues.
Now, let us assume for argument's sake you solve that major hang up. What good, exactly, do you think a man from 1947 can do in a setting as many years removed from that as this one alleges to be? All my expertise must be the sort of thing taught to first year medical students these days. If I can't help people, if I can't prevent deaths and save lives, then I have no business being anywhere.
I'm not asking you to reconsider. I don't ask, I demand you do so.
Respectfully,
Dr. Evgeniy Eldarov
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And in any case, more human medical personnel are always helpful.
Best username ever. A+
To not have knowledge of more of the human body would limit my ability to help others. And I have to confess I have no earthly idea what people you belong to, so what am I to do to help people like you when you're in need?
Thanks. XD Would love to throw him at little Vaner sometime too. :3
In that, at least, we are very much alike. Though my failing and that of my order was more in hubris than in recklessness.
I am Nautolan, and currently the only one of my kind in Nautilus. I could likely provide you with basic texts on Nautolan biology- I expect you might find such to be interesting in any case-, but I myself am no healer. I can at least tell you, though, that the basic principles of treating Nautilan injuries are the same as those for humans and most other humanoid species, which a blessing to medical personnel in our own galaxy.
*Yes*. We need to do that.
There's a long line of doctors in my family. I've been working to heal people for years; the value of having read the text beforehand cannot be overstated. A doctor's job is to care for all life. [Something he lost for a while, along with his humanity, in World War Two. But if he's going to be going somewhere, Evgeniy will at least try to do this right this time.] I have an unfortunately necessary question to ask you. There is a highly contagious and extremely lethal disease called the Blednyy Plague spreading on my world. I am immune, but like most immune people, I am still a carrier. Will the Plague come to Nautilus if I arrive?
*nods* Bitty needs a Jedi Master.
Hubris and shortsightedness have caused much harm in both our homes, then. As did trusting the wrong people; or in our case, the wrong person. A viper hidden in plain sight, while we searched for one in the shadows.
To my knowledge, no other member of my birth family was ever a Jedi, but that is not unusual as the primary requirement- Force-Sensitivity- is something one is born with, rather than something that can be learned. But Jedi are also pledged to respect all life, whatever its form, so it is good to know that we have something in common other than the similarities in our mistakes.
That, I do not know. Several months ago, the city dealt with a plague of its own, a disease that turned people into plants. But that disease was designed specifically to function in Nautilus' unique environment, and was based as much in Bending as it was biology. Without the added component of Bending, I'm uncertain how a purely biological illness would function, if it would at all.
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A bit of it was forced. You see, I am Jewish, and Jewish Russians are not treated equally or fairly by most. The only way to gain respect in the eyes of many people was to go into a noble profession. Initially, that was why I did it. But I fell in love with the ideals of it, the hope of being able to reduce some of the suffering I saw all around me. Even now, after all my failings, that is still what I want, because each life is a gift, with value and potential. It... it's been a long time since I was in the company of anyone who believed the same, I'm afraid.
[His face falls at the slim possibility it might yet carry over, tiny though it may be, then hardens into resolve.] Then I will have to find a way to fight it, should it follow me still. Not one more family will ever have to bury their child because of the Plague, not if I can help it. If it manifests in any way, however small, it is my duty to stop it.
/quietly throws a Nita at
Is your mun having you Wake as a ghost, or human? We've had both.
And in any case, it's always good to have people around who can work in healing - there's a bit of a medical team growing, but it seems like we can never have enough.
/screams
I see your point, but I am from a a time that, if I understand my mun correctly, is many decades removed from the 'current' day for most residents of the city. If I were home in Novonikolayevsk and a doctor from the mid 1800's appeared, I would be hard pressed to utilize his help, regardless of how many other options there were.
\squees
Fair point.
Though, we've had other people from the early-to-mid 1900s as well.
And then there's those of us who use actual magic to heal but can't stitch wounds by hand, or the Cybertronian medics that have to learn completely different biology to be helpful for everyone, not just their kind.
Having to learn "modern medicine" won't make you the odd one out, I promise.
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Magic is... not real, in the world I'm from. Without giving away any military secrets, it was an avenue that was explored and not found to have any merit. I suppose I'll have to keep an open mind when I arrive. [Not that he has much choice.]
I appreciate the reassurances, young lady. You seem quite well informed regarding the city. [Evgeniy manages a small smile. Nita reminds him of some of his nieces, talkative and wanting to help. He misses them.]
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[Nita nods at his explanation.]
Being open-minded is practically the name of the game in Nautilus - especially when the city itself presses the issue.
And thanks.
[Nita smiles shyly.]
I do my research. It's the least I can do, really.
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What do you mean, when the city presses the issue?
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And the result is it can make some really weird associations based on who you are and the world you're from.
So Nautilus itself can give the Wakened gifts... which aren't always pleasant.
[With a range of how decent the gifts can be - anything and everything from actual repair kits to actual Nazi memoribiia. Yeah.]
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Whatever I'm given, I will make do with. God doesn't give us obstacles we can't overcome. [His rabbi used to add to that, 'only people do', but Evgeniy would rather not sound that depressing - well, out loud, anyway.] My life was spent, in its' last few years, in ways it should not have been. If the city chooses to punish me for that, then who am I to say it isn't fair? So long as it doesn't hurt anyone before I've had a chance to learn how to heal others, I will take it in stride.
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[Be warned, Evgeniy - Nita has a very big heart.]
That's a good attitude to have, I'd say. Though in some cases there's an emphasis on the we.
[Nita gives a rueful smile. Teamwork is essential in Nita's line of work, and in Nautilus.]
As for arriving before people get hurt - that depends on how soon the next Reality Storm is, and its severity.
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[So does Evgeniy. But that's what led him to his mistakes, really.]
Ah. My mun mentioned 'storms', although only insofar as he's apparently not going to put me in while one is happening. That's his attempt at a compromise for applying over my objections. What exactly is a 'Reality Storm'? [Yes, he'll have to relearn all this in-game, but he needs to know how angry to be at his mun in the meantime/how bad things will be ahead of time.]
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Sounds like a plan, then. And apology accepted.
[The odder cases are when the newly Wakened doesn't freak out at anything, so Nita understands.]
Well, to explain: Nautilus itself is held between a beacon of possibility known as the Light, which solidifies possibility, and Chaos, the brewing and bubbling of all possibilities.
Roughly once a month, the Chaos underneath the city reacts to our presence in some manner. The storms themselves last about a week, but the impacts can be much more long-term. There's... never been a good way to predict them, either.
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Could you perhaps give me an example? What happens during a storm? Chaos is a very broad concept.
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[Nita sighs.]
Reality Storms can change just about anything about the city, or its inhabitants. People have become animals, the mechanical among us have become human, and vice versa; memories can be rewritten. Sometimes we get compulsions that only begin to make sense once the storm is over, and only if someone's from the world that particular storm is based on.
[Scott kept blaming himself for that "Bad End" storm. Nita didn't blame him, though.]
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If anything happens in a storm because of myself, and what I - what I did during the war, [he swallows back the urge to trail off, visibly shaken,] Then I accept being held responsible and I am so, indescribably, irrecoverably sorry for what may come.
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We can't reliably predict what each storm will bring, though, so we both can't and won't hold the actions of the storm itself against you.
[Nita stands firm on this part.]
Wars - wars do things, to everyone.
[What else could be meant by the book Wizards at War?]
I know because I've been in one. It... wasn't exactly Earth-conventional, though.
[Going across the galaxy can do that.]
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War such as what my world endured was, I pray with deepest sincerity, the first of its' kind. What it did, it did most thoroughly to those who did not deserve it. And whatever side you were on in your war, I was, personally, on the right side, for the right reasons, but... it is possible to be on the right side for the right reason and still be a monster.
My heart. ;; Let me know if this doesn't work quite right or anything.
You're right, there.
But, while there may be any number of things that may be your fault... that won't make me hate you.
[She's still fairly certain AM is the master of malice; topping that AI in terms of hatred and harm would be hard as far as she knows.]
And while I know it won't mean much - it is possible to have second chances, here. The City of Change, it's become something of a home for a lot of people, a chance do to and be better.
And I wouldn't deny that to anyone.
;__;
And I would do anything if I could to avoid such things repeating themselves.
We haven't even gotten to the game, and our threads are already full of feelz. 8D
Your mun seems to think differently, if him sending you to Nautilus is any indication.
[At least in regards to second chances being seen as a waste. For the other matter:]
We can't control everything that happens in the city, but you won't be alone in your efforts.
That, I can promise.
All aboard the feels train.
[He smiles sadly at her. She's a kind young girl, the sort he once used to see on the streets of his home city, always dropping bits of change in the held out hats of the profoundly impoverished. But such people rarely understood evil, the sort he had been a part of, and it saddens him to know she will likely turn against him.]
It is entirely possible my past may be brought into the light in an unpleasant - if honest, really - way. You may come to see me as a villain, or as a monster. That is something I can deal with, so long as you promise to keep me from unleashing anything terrible upon the city and to take me to task if I do. That is the only promise I will ever ask of you.
CHOO-CHOO! 8'D
I will.
[It means a lot to him, that she can tell.]
Just... don't go in thinking you're only going to be cast out.
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