Voice

[blitzkriegspitz]

[ It's too damn bright out and the heat, don't get him started on the heat. As if being an albino and insomniac wasn't already hard enough, now he's got to put up with this damn heat! ]

Ugh-

[ Heine really don't want to openly talk to anyone, but it looks like he's got no choice. ]

How well stocked is the clinic?

[ Its easier to find this shit out first before he drags his ass all across the sun-scorched City, just to find the place empty or raided. God forbid he'd actually have to interact with someone face to face too. ]

I need a roll of bandages, nothin' fancy.

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Re: voice;

[pellameno]

[ There's much more of a medical supply shortage than a clothing one, honestly. But Pell's operating under the assumption that this guy's hurt somehow. ]

...well for one thing the injury would determine the type of bandage.

voice;

[blitzkriegspitz]

[ Heine needs to keep the coller of his Spine covered up. The huge, ugly metal plate that circled his throat and bolts that protrude from the back of his neck. Was less of a fashion statement than it might have seemed. ]

An old one that just don't wanna heal. That enough for ya to co-operate?

Re: voice;

[pellameno]

[ That doesn't exactly narrow it down, but it's not like Pell's unfamiliar with people who don't want to be healed. Whether they're frightened of magic or just don't want to be fussed over. He shrugs, which Heine can't see of course, but doesn't sound put out. ]

Maybe I could help with that. Some people have shown up here with injuries or illnesses they think can't be treated, and I've been able to.

You can come by the clinic and pick up some bandages either way. Our new location is near Spire 4.