Shine on forever, shine on benevolent sun...

[caduceusoncall]

Who: Mercy (caduceusoncall) and OPEN!
What: Research, exploration, and the rarest of rare situations: relaxing!
When: IC dates April 22nd-30th
Where: All around the station and annex!
Warnings: Medical talk may come up!



All days: Station
[It doesn't take Angela long to settle into an "on duty" vibe. It's probably getting to be common knowledge that you can call her Mercy or Angela, since she's informed everyone she knows of her on-duty name and introduced herself to new people as "Angela. Mercy, if you prefer." So feel free to call her one, the other, both, neither - whatever strikes your fancy.]

[In the mornings, starting promptly at 8am, the door to room 17 slides open and remains that way until she leaves for the medical bay. Anyone passing by will notice that the apartment is remarkably clean and organized, except for the desk, which is covered in stacks of books. The woman inside is dressed in a lab coat, sometimes with casual clothing underneath and sometimes with a wingless Valykrie suit. It seems the open door is an invite to bother her with any questions, concerns, or problems you may have, as she's just milling about over books and notes and exploring the functions of the computer otherwise.]

[You can find her every afternoon in the medical bay, seated at a small desk, furiously taking notes from a stack of what appear to be medical and magical textbooks. She may seem totally engrossed, but anyone entering the med bay receives a similar pitch, shot over her shoulder without looking: "I will be with you shortly. Have a seat, unless it is urgent."]

22nd-24th: Station
[During the evenings, she can be found in the common room, reviewing her notes over a cup of black coffee. She smiles politely at anyone who passes close enough, looking equal parts tired and content. If she's in a hurry to leave this world and go home, she certainly doesn't show it.]

25-27th: Annex
[Certain evenings, instead of returning to the common room, Mercy heads out to the annex. She focuses her time in the library, becoming very well acquainted with the material there. If she's not among the shelves, she's in the center room lounge area with a stack of books at her side. She keeps taking out about 5 at a time, furiously transcribing the pertinent passages and taking notes, and then going back for another 5. Somebody explain the concept of a break to this woman, please.]

28th: Station
[Those late nights seem to have gotten to the good doctor, because she finally takes the evening of the 28th to just sit outside on the viewing deck and relax. No books, no lab coat, no notes. Just Angela Ziegler - Mercy, if you prefer - in a deck chair, eyes half-lidded as she stares out at the setting sun.]

[Disturb her > y/n?]

29th-30th: Wildcard
[The rest of the evenings, it's a crapshoot as to where you'll find her. Anywhere on the station or the annex is fair game. Her schedule is rigid during the daytime, but when the sun begins to set it seems she's just prone to wandering around and settling in various places. Just specify where you found her and when, or shoot me a pm here or on plurk (azazelbunny) for a prompt!]

Comments

[cyclicalconcept]

[Haaaaaaa ha ha...ha.]

Oh, he'd asked me about a routine of my vitals and the like. Are you able to do it, then?

[caduceusoncall]

That is my hope, yes. My world's focus has always been on human biology, but this circumstance calls for the ability to identify unique wounds and treat non-human patients. So I have been trying to ensure that I am prepared to help in any situation.

[A pause. Is it too self indulgent to talk about how she's doing in that field? Maybe, but voicing it aloud helps cement her progress in some ways.]

As I mentioned, my current focus is in modifying my staff. My understanding so far is that magic is a manifestation of intent and therefor combining it with the technology already in place should be a matter of understanding and focus.

[caduceusoncall]

That is understandable, then. I'm sorry to hear your world has struggled with such a thing. A malarial infection is persistent on its own, I cannot imagine the effects amplified or altered by magic.

[Truthfully, she can't think of many diseases that didn't have vaccines or cures in her world. In part, that was her doing, too. As much as she'd love to find a solution to every disease in every world, the risk of having live samples to test on here in this world would be far too great to its inhabitants.]

[Angela sighs.]

The combination of magic and medicine fascinates me, honestly. Magic is simply not possibly where I come from, so to be in a place where something as small as intent can cause tangible effects is...stunning.

[nojohnyouare]

That makes sense. It's something like that where I come from. I think. Not much to go on.

[founderinglight]

In a living body, aside from a general increased aggression, the Starscourge wasn't much more dangerous than the normal strain. The problem is rather more with the fact that those who die of it turn into daemons.

[Which is you know not great. Magical diseases are not for messing around with, even putting aside the fact that, if she's paying attention, Izunia seems a little anxious just talking about it.]

Doesn't respond much to anything but magical treatment, either. Antimalarials can stave off the progression, but they're no cure.

[caduceusoncall]

Then you will be glad to know that the majority of my work is done in the field. I have a tool for healing on the go that uses the latest nanobiological technology to repair damage and stabilize critically wounded patients. It primarily repairs damaged tissue, but can greatly accelerate the healing of broken bones, disease, and infection.

[It's true, she began her career as a surgeon and scientist, but the truth is that it's not enough to hope the mortally wounded make it off the battlefield for treatment. You have to take the treatment to them.]

That should, in theory, cover most physical injuries sustained on missions. I am currently seeking to add magic into the equation in ways that may allow me to expand my usefulness to the unique circumstances the fissures present.

[caduceusoncall]

I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name, Miss...?

[caduceusoncall]

[She has. Questions.]

[But the anxiety does not go unnoticed, and Angela is nothing if not eager to prevent discomfort whenever possible, so while she addresses the topic to avoid being dismissive, she also offers a subject change, should Izunia want it.]

That sounds exceptionally dangerous and difficult to contain. I am unfamiliar with the term daemons, past their religious representation as demons in my own world. A disease that changes or reanimates its victims after death, if that is what you are implying, is unfathomable to me.

Is restorative or healing-focused magic very well developed, where you're from?

[founderinglight]

Magic on Eos is unfortunately linked to specific family lines; that rather limits the extent to which it can be developed.

[Yes thank you he will take that?]

The family with healing abilities - the Oracle line of the country Tenebrae - is the counterpart to mine, but I'm afraid I don't much know how their power develops. Unlike ours, not every Nox Fleuret possesses the magic. There's typically only one Oracle at a time, and a child in training. I believe the preference is for eldest daughter, but I'm not terribly certain.

[caduceusoncall]

[This is honestly super interesting to her. By what mechanism is magic linked to bloodline in this world? Is it tied to genetics specifically, or is the consideration less tangible - more divine or abstract? She seeks the rationality and reason in what is probably divine power. Tries to make it make sense in her logical world. Fails.]

Fascinating. Magic seems to manifest itself differently across different realms. Some places consider it a science, some places put heavy emphasis on the divine, some places - yours, for example - have very specific requirements that must be met, such as bloodline compatibility or birth order. I admit it makes it terribly difficult to learn how to use it when everyone's explanation differs.

My understanding is that here, it is based upon intent. But...I am the type of person who needs to know how something works to use it to its full effect. By what mechanism is intent made tangible? What is the source of the energy involved in the transfer between intent and result? Things of that nature.

[Angela blushes a bit.]

Ah, but that is my own issue.

[nojohnyouare]

Kawasumi Mai. Sorry. Back home... I don't get out much. And elsewhere, I'm used to people knowing me now.

[dubiouslychthonic]

Oh, excellent. You're definitely working with more sophisticated medical technology than I am, too. The state of Alternian medical research is... not our finest achievement. [A little envious, a little bitter. Her home civilization is almost entirely space-based, but imperial support never goes for life-saving technology when it can go for new and exciting methods of decimating alien populations instead.

She shakes it off, though, and brightens again.] I mean, I'm used to making do on short supplies - most of my experience is as ship's doctor with a series of small extra-legal outfits - but I certainly welcome whatever you can bring to the team. Especially since we have a few people here who are sensitive to or unaffected by Strange's magical treatments.

[founderinglight]

It seems perfectly rational to me that different worlds will work differently. It's the same as there being different laws in different countries, in a way, just on a much grander scale.

[He smiles.]

Fortunately, my own magic doesn't seem to have run into any compatibility issues. It seems that I'm safely within the umbrella of the law for this place, which is good, because I'm genuinely not sure how I would ever function without my Armiger. Elemancy and warping I could survive without, though I wouldn't particularly enjoy it, but...

[caduceusoncall]

My name is Angela. It's nice to meet you, Mai. Is there anything I can help you with today?

[She's not against people just popping in to say hi or explore, but if there is something medically wrong she'd also like to know.]

[caduceusoncall]

[Angela smiles sympathetically to the first statement. There was a time when she felt medical advancements were too few and too insubstantial in her own world. It's part of what drove her to become a medical professional in the first place. She can respect and admire Jetshard for stepping up to the plate in her world.]

Ah, are there? May I ask who?

[caduceusoncall]

You mentioned the Armiger being a storage - or "hammerspace" - correct? I imagine you'd have to get by with pockets, like the rest of us.

[It's said teasingly, with a friendly smile. She's not out to steal your hammerspace powers, but the ability to summon her staff from the Armiger would be so good you've gotta admit.]

I suppose most magical systems would function well under the umbrella law of "intention". So long as you know what you intend to do, the effect manifests in whichever way is most familiar to your desire. It's terribly convenient that so many different worlds pool here, where the environment is so flexible.

[founderinglight]

I'd have to make fresh coffee in the morning like a normal person, it would be terrible and an accident waiting to happen.

[Said with amused mock dismay. How ever would he function like that?]

Not to mention that I don't think there's a coat in the world with pockets big enough for most of my weapons or my chair.

[caduceusoncall]

I can do a basic scan for your physical condition, but they'll want to read your magic signature at some point as well.

[She rises to her feet and gestures towards a little medical table/bed/thing.]

You will be the first person I use this scan on - it won't hurt or anything like that, I assure you.

[cyclicalconcept]

All right!

[She hops up onto the table.]

I hope you don't have problems scanning me - it's possible, after all.

[nojohnyouare]

Looking around. And... Since my group came in with something. I came to tell someone about it. So nobody panics.

[caduceusoncall]

You have an entire chair in this Armiger?

[caduceusoncall]

Oh? Why is that?

[Angela holds her hand up to Kana's shoulder gently and focuses. There's a soft pulsing sensation in her palm and, while she's expecting it to a degree, she jumps a little in surprise that it's working.]

[The vital signs numbers form in her mind easily, but there's some uncertainty surrounding the state of injuries.]

[It would seem her hands have been...severed?]

[That can't be right.]

[caduceusoncall]

Oh? Is it anything contagious or detrimental to your health?

[cyclicalconcept]

Well, to start, I...technically don't exist.

[nojohnyouare]

No. But... We have something called nanites. From space. Colonies of nanomachines in our blood. They repair us even if we die. ...That might be concerning to the medical staff.