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[ Will has been fiddling around with the settings on his phone, hoping that he's managed to make it anonymous. It doesn't say it's from his device so hopefully, it doesn't show that it's from his device to those reading. ]

Are there any medics available to do house calls? I know where the clinic is, it's just getting there that might be a problem.

[ He's not been doing so well lately, the fits and seizures have been more violent, as well as the huge amounts of time he can't recall... Not to mention the only doctor that's seen him so far seems to have vanished. Will doesn't trust easily so it's hard for him to admit he might need help.

An after thought pops into his head. Seeing as how his apartment is full of fennec fox and nugs he saved when all those demons apeared... ]

Also, out of curiousity. Do we have any vets here?

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I'm not a medic, but I took some first aid from Dr. Tam. Are you OK?

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When you say first aid, how much exactly do you know? I have a few lacerations and puncture wounds you could probably deal with. Though I can more or less treat them myself so unless you had some supplies I think I'd be better off with a fully fledged doctor.

[ Hold up, Dr. Tam? Will met him once before, he was an excellent doctor! She might be more useful than he knows. ]

Actually on second thoughs, what exactly did Dr. Tam teach you?

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I can't claim to know TOO much, but I had to figure out how to deal with my hand when I lost it so that probably qualifies me for 'doesn't completely suck at first aid' right?

[ Not to mention a variety of other injuries that Haven had dealt her. Stab wounds, burns... She's had to treat a lot, actually. ]

Don't know any vets though, sorry.

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Oh wow, your hand? That sounds horrible, I'm sorry you had to go through that, truly. So your only medical training would be self-taught and field first aid?

[ He'll take it. He's got a few nasty wounds he's been struggling to tend to by himself. Nothing like a missing hand, though! He was kind of hoping to get someone who knew what they're doing to take a look at his head, but beggers can't be choosers. ]

Ah it's okay, the need for a vet wasn't an emergency, just wanted to make sure all my new little friends were okay.

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[ It's... strange, actually, how many people here seem shocked about her hand. In Haven it had been alarming, definitely, but there was a certain cynical aura of 'it was only a matter of time' by many, herself included. ]

More or less. If that's not good enough, no worries! I just wanted to help if I could.

Your new little friends?

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[ Yeah, it all sounds a bit horrific if you ask Will. Even if it's not as bad here as it is in some other places. ]

No, no I'm pretty sure I could use all the help I can get. Sorry if I come across across a bit fussy. I'm not really used to asking for help.

Oh I picked up a few strays when there was loads running around the City. Those fennic fox and nugs I think I heard someone call them?

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Nah, not at all! I get you, dude. I'm not a huge fan of asking for help myself.

Aw, cool. You like animals?

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Glad to know it's not just then.

Yea I adore them. I have 7 dogs and counting back home, one of them even followed me here actually.

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No. I wish I could say it gets easier with time, but... Old habits die hard and all that.

Sir, you just said the magic word 'dogs.' Seven of them, no less. I'd love to meet your dog sometime, if you don't mind. And your other animals, too!

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Oh well sure, I mean I'm out jogging with him most mornings, pretty early so not a lot of people are up then. I guess if you were up and about you could always distract us for a break sometime?

The other animals are kind of taking up a lot of space in my apartments spare room at the moment. I was thinking of re-homing them eventually, just want to make sure they're fit and healthy before I release them on the unsuspecting public.

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Are you hurt? I can get to you.

I could heal an animal, as well, but I'm not a vet.

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I have a few wounds that aren't healing properly. Keep reopening the wounds and I'm worried about infection.

You said you can heal? Do you have supplies? And the animals aren't hurt, I just want someone to have a look at them, make sure they are in good health is all.

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I do have supplies, if I need them. Either way we'll get you healed and give them a checkup... if you can find an actual vet that'd be better but I'm sure I can tell if they're sick or not. I grew up on a farm.

Where are you?

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[ Will's curious now and so switches to a more private link. ]

I see. I take it you have some kind of ability? I've heard a few people here do. If that's so, how are you at healing non physical ailments?

I'll keep looking for a vet but I'd really appreciate you taking a look at them for me. Oh and I'm in my apartment. 4th spire. I can meet you on the stairs if you'd prefer?

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[pellameno]

It's an ability, yes. But non-physical ailments? I've never tried. I guess it would depend on what's wrong.

I'll be right there... don't come out if you're not feeling well but it might help to know at least your name. Mine's Pell. Fairly short, long dark hair.

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How about you take a look at me and see if you can figure out what's wrong? Because I have everyone else baffled.

Oh sorry, my name is Will, I'll have glasses on and dark curly hair. And thanks for this Pell, I owe you.

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You don't owe me anything. I'm on my way.

[ Sure enough, about ten minutes later someone can be heard coming up the aforementioned stairs in Will's building. Pell comes into view just as described, a slight figure with a long braid hanging over one shoulder and a bag on the other. He glances up and his expression is pleasant, eyes curious. ]

Will? Nice to meet you.

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[ Will doesn't really do eye contact that well, so he simply glanced over Pell's face quickly before nodding to confirm who he was.

He had his glasses on as he said he would, as well as a damp towel he'd been using to mop his sweaty brow with. Will didn't look well at all, yet still he came to the top of the stairs. ]

Pell, presume? Thanks for coming. This is my place here. Come on in, don't mind the dog, he won't bother you.

[ Opening his door and gesturing with a hand. Pell might notice that, as well as looking sickly, Will also had his feet bandaged up with shreds of old towel. ]

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[Heya, Will. This time Sans don't bother with an audio filter; he goes for the video, and the feed displays a very animate talking skeleton, grinning wearily as he reclines on the couch.]

Haven't heard anything about vets. Sorry, pal. Though, uh, lemme know if you hear anything.

['Cause he definitely has a new pet fennec fox he has no idea how to take care of.]

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[ Will knows that voice, though he doesn't know that face- or well, lack of it should I say. He quickly switches the feed from text to video to continue talking to Sans. Managing to keep his usual uncomfortable expression, Will responds as if he's not in fact talking to a skeleton. Well, lets face it, Sans wasn't the most fucked up thing he'd ever seen, he'd followed some pretty messed up hallucinations before. ]

Nor have I, well, not yet anyway. You have a pet? Or pets? If it's a dog I'd be happy to look after them for you? ... It's Sans, isn't it?

[ Old habits die hard. ]

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Heh, yep. Pleased to meetcha.

[And he's gonna wink one of his eyesockets down in a way that shouldn't necessarily be possible, given the fact that his face is, uh...made of solid bone. But whatever, right? It's magic.]

I ended up with a fox of some kind. Not really sure how to take care of it.

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[ Will was trying to be polite, Sans had been really helpful in anchoring Will in the here and now before, so he wasn't about to ask about his appearance, he supposed that everyone else made a big song and dance about it too, so it was probably refreshing for Sans that he didn't jump the bandwagon. ]

Yea, I have a rowdy brew of those at the moment too. Poor Winston doesn't know if he's coming or going. I've found they like to eat insects as well as picking at monster carcasses-

[ Hold on Will, if Sans is a skeleton and he can wink his solid bone orbital at you... Maybe, just maybe he's some kind of monster too. Let's not be offensive here. ]

Or well, I should say the unfamiliar creatures out in the caves.

[ Nice save. ]

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[Woah, hey, someone get Will a prize for being literally the first human to try and be sensitive about the whole "monster" issue. Seriously, round of applause there, 'cause that ain't easy.

Not that he's, uh, gonna show that he appreciates it.]

Yeah, I ain't real sure if that really counts as sanitary dog food. Hasn't gotten 'em sick yet, but it'd be good to know what to do if they do start lookin' a little green around the gills.

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[ Maybe, just maybe in some strange way, Will can empathize with Sans on the whole ' being a monster' issue. Though Will might look like any other meat bag walking around, those back home that know him, look at him the way people here probably look at Sans first time they mean him. ]

I've been trying to come up with some way to try and get the God's to bring game animals through the door for us. Just have to work out what to offer them and who to prey to. Deer or rabbit, maybe even some grouse. I used to make Winston all his own food back home, if I could get my hands on some fresh supplies, I could make food for all the animals here.

[ He's noticing Sans has a bit of an accent, is it rude to ask where he's from? He thinks it might be, in such a casual conversation as this, so he'll save it for another time. ]

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[Honestly, the accent's probably for show. Probably. There ain't that many regions Underground, and certainly none with a vaguely...Brooklyn-esque accent? But it sure does make him sound friendly and easygoing, don't it?]

I think there's still some of that leftover dragon meat hangin' around. You might have to barter for it.

[Seems no one's really around to cook it anymore, but that shouldn't matter for dogs.]