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[sorser]

Who: Stephen Strange & Emily Dyer
Username: strange, emilydyer
Warnings: None! Will add if necessary.


un: strange

For those of you who don’t know me, my name is Doctor Stephen Strange. Back in my home universe, I once practiced as a neurosurgeon; here, I’m offering my experience as a doctor in ADI’s medical department. With that comes a variety of responsibilities, but also the obligation to make the occasional PSA. So, here goes:

I understand that not everyone is completely trusting of ADI, or agrees with their handling of any given situation. And I’m not here to convince you otherwise. Instead, I’m here to make sure everyone knows that the medical department always has its doors open to any who need it, regardless of your feelings on the organization. So please take advantage of that fact.

If you’re injured, or sick, or feel affected by anything odd or supernatural in this world, don’t hesitate to get yourself checked in. Your health is always of the utmost importance, and we’ll do what we can to take care of you. Remember: you can’t continue to investigate if you’re ill or otherwise incapacitated.

If you need to contact me personally, that’s always an option, too. Doctor Dyer is also available for the same services, and is just as competent — if not more so.

-Dr. Strange

un: emilydyer

Dr. Strange is being kindly flattering in regards to myself, but in regards to your health, he is absolutely correct. My name is Emily Dyer, and I'm operating as another physician in ADI's medical department, with my background best classified under general practice and community medicine.

Our allegiance, in the end, is not to those who've agreed to help ADI, but to anyone who is in need of a doctor's care. Wherever you come from, whatever your take on this entire predicament we find ourselves in, we wish only to aid and to be deserving of your trust.

This sentiment isn't limited to just us, but rather all of our colleagues as well. If you aren't able to come into the department, or an emergency has arisen, send us a message, and we'll come to you instead.

Additionally, I'd like to put forth a small secondary announcement. I've been working on a medicine to aid sleep and reduce nightmares, and at this stage, it's ready to be given to a larger group. I'd like to offer this out to those who'd wish to try it, with a request that you let me know how it works for you so that I can accurately calculate its efficacy as a remedy.

If you're concerned about what it's comprised of, it's based in herbology and natural sources instead of harsher synthetic chemicals, and I have been taking it myself, so you needn't feel there is a risk associated. At worst, it simply has a bitter taste, which can be improved on with time. Regardless, I realize that this will raise questions, and I'll answer them to the best of my ability.

-E.D.

(( ooc: since this is a joint post, both Stephen and Emily will make appearances in the replies. ))

Comments

un: nightroad

[inutilis]

Well! They say idle hands are the devil's playthings, but neither of you are in any danger of falling victim at this rate! I hope both of you have gotten something of a break after Halloween's unpleasantness?

[ little does he know about The Worm Game. alas. no rest for the weary or wicked?, it seems. ]

[medicative]

There are no more strange incidents of people falling asleep in the midst of the day, if that's your concern. Right now, the biggest thing we face is making sure people are prepared for a winter cold or two.

[inutilis]

And getting a restful night's sleep, Dr. Dyer? Something I hope your concoction has been helping you with?

[medicative]

Yes, thank you. Though I can't be sure if it's due to the medicine alone or simply the absence of the same workload, which is part of the reason I need to open up the floor, so to speak.

[inutilis]

So, then... you've really made something capable of chasing away nightmares? That's truly amazing, I have to admit...!

[ and maybe, just maybe, it sounds almost too good to be true?! even so... ]

[medicative]

Something with that potential, I'll gently correct you. It can only be called such once I have enough successful data to be certain that it would work for a decent section of patients and not just a formula directed at myself.

But I do hope that it's what I have here.

[inutilis]

But it's been working for you, so far? That's very promising...!

And if it's guinea pigs you're looking for, I'd be happy to help, Dr. Dyer~! ✨ Just say the word and I'll present myself for data-endeavors!

[medicative]

Such a turn of phrase makes this sound more sinister than it is. But if you're willing, then please come by the medical department laboratories, and I'll see about getting you a test supply.

[inutilis]

Right now? Actually - please give me twenty minutes or so and I'll bring tea, how does that sound? Would you prefer jasmine or chamomile, today?

[medicative]

You're really too kind, Father. My answer is jasmine, if it's no undue burden on you.

would you like a tea date 😳

[inutilis]

Not in the least! And I've always been partial to jasmine, myself... exceptional tastes as usual.

I'll be over shortly, OK? See you soon!!!

thumbs up emoji

[medicative]

[true to her word, she's in the medical department's laboratories, busy with a blue tinged liquid she's portioning into smaller vials and writing instructions for. maybe it would be best to give them something to measure with as well...not everyone might own a measuring spoon to dose themselves properly, but that will be over in the pharmacy...

in any case, it's not hard for Abel to be pointed in her direction.]

[inutilis]

[ Abel, never a patient but frequently a visitor to medical, hones in on Emily like she's got some form of magnetism; he's got two lidded cardboard cups in his hands as he makes his all-too-jovial approach... trying to fumble both cups into one arm so he can enthusiastically wave with the other. ]

--Dr. Dyer~! Who would've thought to find you here...? My, what a pleasant surprise!

[sorser]

[rest….. can you eat it]

Don’t worry, We’re taking breaks as needed. The scheduling in medical is much less demanding than what was expected at the Metro, anyway, so this is nothing new for me.

[inutilis]

[ sir. sir, the rest is not edible. deepest apologies ]

Good, good, that's what I like to hear! Sort've. Not that it sounds like you were overworked at the Metro, because that is a shame and I wish you some nice relaxing... apocalypse-averting in its stead?

But out of curiosity, is work here much different than the kind you're accustomed to at home? With the whole 'other worlds' thing and all, I can't help but wonder... I mean - I sincerely hope your work as a neurosurgeon hasn't been necessary, but. You get the gist, right? Doctoring!

[sorser]

[He's stumbled on an answer that has multiple facets; his life's become a little more... complicated since the time he still practiced as a surgeon.]

I should be clear, I think: I no longer practice as a neurosurgeon at home. My hands won't allow it. That said, my medical knowledge can still be used in a more generalized sense here in ADI, as long as I don't run into any specialties that are outside of my field. The basics are still very much stuck in my memory. You can blame the nature of med school for that.

[inutilis]

Ah... well, I have no doubt that a colleague of Dr. Dyer's is one I can put my faith in. That woman seems to have quite a capable head on her shoulders, so-- while I hope it isn't necessary, I'm happy to know should I need it, I'm in capable hands!

Which I hope you don't take as some kind of pun regarding yours, by the way. Not intended. Though, if it isn't a sore subject - are yours alright?

[sorser]

[What a journey he's undergone, that what was once a very sore subject, indeed, is now simply a facet of himself he can speak plainly about. A simple fact, a part of who he is today.]

That depends on what you mean by "alright". They're not debilitating. [Not any longer.] But I was in an accident, once, and I sustained nerve damage in both hands. I'll live with the effects of it for the rest of my life.

So, no more performing complex surgeries for me, you can imagine.

[inutilis]

[ a man who, no doubt, could definitely use some of that aforementioned rest after his worldly (and off-worldly?) endeavors. ...rest that is still, sadly, inedible; poor Dr. Strange. ]

I'm sorry to hear... I won't pry more deeply, but thank you for humoring me, Doctor. For what it's worth, I'm quite glad you haven't lost use of them entirely. I haven't been in Gloucester exceptionally long, but long enough to tell that a man with your skillset is bound to come in quite useful sooner or later... I'll count us lucky to have you.

And I'm afraid my skillset isn't quite so helpful, seeing as I'm currently working in the canteen these days, but should you ever find yourself in need of an excellent cup of tea or a reminder to eat something once in a while? Very glad to assist. All in a day's work and all that.

[sorser]

Well, you flatter me. I’m just hoping that there’s less and less use for the medical department between us, not more.

I have to ask: how’s your cup of coffee?

[inutilis]

Coffee? Well, I don't like to toot my own horn, but I like to think I'm something of an aficionado, personally. You know that over-burnt coffee pot taste? A thing of the past, my friend!

Do you take it black? Cream, milk, sugar?

[sorser]

I can be the judge of that when I swing by after one of my shifts. You have a high bar to clear. I’ve had my share of middling-to-decent cups of coffee.

Black, usually.

[inutilis]

Black it shall be! And feel free to judge as critically as you'd like; how can a man perfect his cup of joe if he isn't open to criticism, you know?

Anyway, there'll be a cup with your name on it one of these days. Just give me the head's up and it's good as done.

[sorser]

How about today? I won’t lie: I’m curious about the otherworlders here, and a cup of coffee is just an excuse to get to know someone better.

[inutilis]

There's no time like the present, so the saying goes, right? And if it's a good conversation you're after, I'm frequently told I don't know when to shut up, dear Doctor! You can look forward to an eager participant in coffee-talk.

Care to swing by the canteen? Or should I pay medical a house call?