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eastbound2022-10-19 11:06 am
clavesregni) wrote in eastbound2022-10-19 11:06 am
video, un: hopscotch
[Caitlyn enthusiastically shows off a small wooden box. Visible on the lid is an insignia of a Minaras governmental medical facility. Over Caitlyn's shoulder is a redhead looking wholly uninspired by this discovery.]
This was found following an altercation with a group of drunk individuals. One man was tall, must have been a little over six feet, with a blond beard, head shaved, and some sort of tattoo visible on his neck. Another was a few inches shorter, clean-shaven and close-cropped black hair, wearing a rather ostentatious, if tattered, blue coat. The third was a few inches shorter still, also clean-shaven, with long brown hair tied in a ponytail and several scars along the length of his forearms.
[Vi rolls her eyes as Caitlyn rattles off these descriptions. Caitlyn, oblivious, continues:] Does anyone know who these men might have been? If they could be identified, they could perhaps be located and questioned as to how a box belonging to a medical facility came into their possession.
[Vi mutters,] Probably going to sell whatever it is to the highest bidder.
[At the interruption, Caitlyn glances over her shoulder to respond to Vi. Her tone is less critical and more like she's excited to brainstorm possible motivations.] We can't assume that.
[Caitlyn turns back to the contents of the box.] Yes. Um. There are herbs inside, they smell-- [She takes a whiff, wrinkling her nose.] --earthy. Musky. And faintly of fruit. And... [She smells again, and a horrified look crosses her face, as though she's just smelled the most odious smell imaginable. She quickly moves the box further away from herself, looking at it as though it's done her a great personal wrong.] Urine.
[Vi shouldn't look so amused at the posh description, but she does.
Caitlyn holds up a few of the whole dried leaves and flowers: foxglove, wisteria, passion flower, and valerian. There is a small sack visible inside the box containing more herbs ground up.]
Are there any herbalists in the group who might be able to identify these? What purpose could these serve, either individually or in combination?
[Vi leans in closer and says,] And by the way, I need to talk to the resident hextech genius.
[ooc: for the herbalists out there, this combination of herbs leads to memory loss]
This was found following an altercation with a group of drunk individuals. One man was tall, must have been a little over six feet, with a blond beard, head shaved, and some sort of tattoo visible on his neck. Another was a few inches shorter, clean-shaven and close-cropped black hair, wearing a rather ostentatious, if tattered, blue coat. The third was a few inches shorter still, also clean-shaven, with long brown hair tied in a ponytail and several scars along the length of his forearms.
[Vi rolls her eyes as Caitlyn rattles off these descriptions. Caitlyn, oblivious, continues:] Does anyone know who these men might have been? If they could be identified, they could perhaps be located and questioned as to how a box belonging to a medical facility came into their possession.
[Vi mutters,] Probably going to sell whatever it is to the highest bidder.
[At the interruption, Caitlyn glances over her shoulder to respond to Vi. Her tone is less critical and more like she's excited to brainstorm possible motivations.] We can't assume that.
[Caitlyn turns back to the contents of the box.] Yes. Um. There are herbs inside, they smell-- [She takes a whiff, wrinkling her nose.] --earthy. Musky. And faintly of fruit. And... [She smells again, and a horrified look crosses her face, as though she's just smelled the most odious smell imaginable. She quickly moves the box further away from herself, looking at it as though it's done her a great personal wrong.] Urine.
[Vi shouldn't look so amused at the posh description, but she does.
Caitlyn holds up a few of the whole dried leaves and flowers: foxglove, wisteria, passion flower, and valerian. There is a small sack visible inside the box containing more herbs ground up.]
Are there any herbalists in the group who might be able to identify these? What purpose could these serve, either individually or in combination?
[Vi leans in closer and says,] And by the way, I need to talk to the resident hextech genius.
[ooc: for the herbalists out there, this combination of herbs leads to memory loss]
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[ She must be understanding wrong, and she figures she probably is since this isn't her wheelhouse, but if she's right then even Vi can see the dangerous possibilities of that kind of tech. It'd have to be impossible, right? It'd be amazing if true, but what if Powder...if Jinx stole that kind of tech?
The mention of the sickness slumps her shoulders a bit, and she finds a spot to lean again, with her arms folded. He could be lying, about it all, but she feels confident enough in sniffing out bullshit that she feels there's some truth to it. He's not sharing everything, but...neither is she. ]
Is this just a theory of yours, or can you actually do it? Didn't see any of those medical applications being used back home. People are sicker than ever, thanks to Shimmer.
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[Of course, he might be having second thoughts, were it not for the fact that he’s fairly convinced he needs it to cure himself. Here, he can potentially keep it out of the wrong hands, if he can get Vi to agree to some kind of custody arrangement, when it comes to the gemstones.
At the implication that he could have given it to the Undercity, he bristles. Clearly she’s found a sore spot, though this one isn’t particularly difficult to guess, given his earlier talk about the Council being less-than-receptive to his humanitarian efforts.]
I’ve done it. [Not exactly true, but she doesn’t need to know about the fate of his plants. He has Shimmer, if it comes down to that.] The last few days, before I arrived here, I managed it. You’ll forgive me if that wasn’t enough time to scale up and distribute.