[Charles notes the tension in the other man's frame as Jopson greets him, but that alone isn't up to par for the word Francis had tacked onto this encounter: territorial. Perhaps more is coming, but this initial welcoming is about what he would have expected. For his part, Charles settles into his usual courteous and straight-backed formality as he's led through Jopson's home.]
That's the intention. He told me that Dr. Valenti prescribed him painkillers for one of his conditions before, and it's a potent medication. It should allow him to rest in as much comfort as possible, given what the city pulled him from. [He doesn't know all the details, but Francis' descriptions of an arctic expedition and scurvy were enough that he put two and two together.] That and the vitamin C supplement - I've brought the highest concentration the hospital had available.
[As they enter the room with Francis' sickbed, Charles offers the captain a polite smile, but not one without warmth. Making his way over to a small table in the room, the vampire wastes no time in placing down his bag, and beginning to pull out the various medications he brought with him.]
Hello, Francis. I'll apologize for the late hour of my arrival. [Both of them know it can't be helped, but it isn't ideal that he's keeping the other man awake at this time of night.] This shouldn't take long, and then you'll be able to have a comfortable, and hopefully painless, rest.
[ He waves off Charles' apology with an impatient fling of his hand. Time is little more than a formality, a holdover of the civilized world, after three years under the tyranny of the Arctic's rhythm. ]
Good. [ His attention drop to his man behind Charles. ] Jopson, whatever he needs.
[ That's his one and only command for the both of them. Get on with it. ]
[ Thomas tenses slightly, bristles even, at the mention of a vitamin C supplement. He's had the reason behind the curative effects of lemon juice explained to him at some point over the last two years of his being scurvy-free, and he bites his tongue from immediately responding that, actually, he has the scurvy well taken care of, thanks to his own lemon tree growing outside for exactly this purpose. He only bits his tongue because he knows his place, even now, even here, because a doctor will always outrank him in matters of medicine. And he's to give Charles whatever he needs, at that.
And just what, exactly does Charles know of where the city pulled him from?
With a somewhat sour frown, Thomas nods. ]
I'll fetch some more water and lemon juice.
[ And he leaves to do just that, but he'll be back shortly. Enjoy the moment alone while it lasts. ]
finally back on the tag brain train. sorry for the wait!
[His back turned to Jopson and hands busy with readying the first doses of painkillers and vitamin C, Charles doesn't notice the less than enthusiastic response to his explanation of the cure he's brought. Even if he did, there's healing to be done.
Moving to Crozier's bedside, he presents the man with a small plastic cup with two pills in it.] For future use, it's best to take the painkiller with a meal. [He hands over the cup, and then settles himself into the chair at the man's bedside.]
When you're through taking those, may I take a look at your arm? [He gestures to the arm he knows the man was referring to in his texts - the one with the missing hand.]
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That's the intention. He told me that Dr. Valenti prescribed him painkillers for one of his conditions before, and it's a potent medication. It should allow him to rest in as much comfort as possible, given what the city pulled him from. [He doesn't know all the details, but Francis' descriptions of an arctic expedition and scurvy were enough that he put two and two together.] That and the vitamin C supplement - I've brought the highest concentration the hospital had available.
[As they enter the room with Francis' sickbed, Charles offers the captain a polite smile, but not one without warmth. Making his way over to a small table in the room, the vampire wastes no time in placing down his bag, and beginning to pull out the various medications he brought with him.]
Hello, Francis. I'll apologize for the late hour of my arrival. [Both of them know it can't be helped, but it isn't ideal that he's keeping the other man awake at this time of night.] This shouldn't take long, and then you'll be able to have a comfortable, and hopefully painless, rest.
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Good. [ His attention drop to his man behind Charles. ] Jopson, whatever he needs.
[ That's his one and only command for the both of them. Get on with it. ]
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And just what, exactly does Charles know of where the city pulled him from?
With a somewhat sour frown, Thomas nods. ]
I'll fetch some more water and lemon juice.
[ And he leaves to do just that, but he'll be back shortly. Enjoy the moment alone while it lasts. ]
finally back on the tag brain train. sorry for the wait!
Moving to Crozier's bedside, he presents the man with a small plastic cup with two pills in it.] For future use, it's best to take the painkiller with a meal. [He hands over the cup, and then settles himself into the chair at the man's bedside.]
When you're through taking those, may I take a look at your arm? [He gestures to the arm he knows the man was referring to in his texts - the one with the missing hand.]