This is for all posts taking place in the infirmary. It's a fairly run of the mill hospital wing with beds along the wall in rows and a high ceiling with lots of stained glass windows. The beds are separated by dark velvet curtains and seem to be more lush in it's accomodations than the standard infirmary. There are various locked cabinets with glass front displaying all kinds of herbs and medicines and a desk at the far wall where you assume the nurse would probably sit.

In reply to Her Majesty (msg # 1):

AJ after some wandering found the infirmary, She had spent the trip down here hyping herself up to possibly find a hot doctor...something the island lacked. In fact, they lacked most medical care and the roster of 'doctors' on the island tended to be insane and totally not the type of people you wanted to care for you.

Thus infirmaries were also not a thing that was familiar on the island either. Mad Science labs sure but not clinics with nurses. Most medicinal things had to be gathered yourself or bartered for the same as more illicit drugs. AJ had relied on G mostly for getting patched up and such. G was the only person she trusted enough to put allow that kind of vulnerability around.  Dad had a couple like battlefield surgeon types around the compound but they tended to amputate first and ask questions later so she had rarely ever availed herself of their not so tender ministrations since meeting AJ as children.

"Hello," calls out AJ to see if there was in fact anyone present? Maybe they would have some of those fun pain killers G was always so stingy with or maybe some of the stuff Wolf supplied from the more mind altering pharmacopeia. She could really use a trip out of her own head right then.
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"I'm coming!" comes a shout from behind the curtains of one bed. A thin, gangly middle aged man appears, rifling nervously through the pockets of his white coat. "Sorry about that. Delirium I think. Heat exhaustion maybe. Rather nasty," he explains, gesturing to the bed he'd just been attending.

He runs a hand through his disheveled brown hair, doing it no favors. He was a distinctly unremarkable fellow, save from the thick glasses perched on his nose. "Dr. Jekyll. You must be eh... sorry, I'm bad with names." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a notepad, mumbling and flipping through it. "Ah yes, here it is. Miss Rourke."

In reply to Her Majesty (msg # 3):

Dr.Jekyll...Why did that name seem like one she should know....


OOC: Just gonna make a Streetwise Roll to see if she can place the name as connected to Mr.Hyde and/or as someone that should have been on the island with the other villains.

Roll Result: 13 or 16 if take 10 is possible here.

In reply to AJ Rourke (msg # 4):

"That's AJ to you Doc," Aj replies reflexively at the mention of her father's name. It took a moment longer for her to connect the guys name with his history. Dr. Jekyll had been responsible for making some monster called Hyde back before the island. Apparently he really had been forgiven for that by the prissy stuck up nobility here. Should have expected something like that out of the hypocrisy here, but it did give a bit more hope to this whole mainland forgiveness farce. She wondered what it had cost him...

The vision of her mom walking away from the city begging for her help and then getting destroyed came to mind again and then was shied away from. She didn't know if the two had a real connection or even if that lady she saw was really her mom. Yeah that could have just been some other family member or even just someone else that just happened to look familiar.

She had a concussion. Couldn't trust anything her brain gave her right now anyways.

"What did a reformed monster maker like you want with me huh? I feel fine promise."

Jekyll fumbled with his hands, laughing nervously. "Ah, yes. Should have suspected you'd know all about that." He clapped a hand on her shoulder. "Milo told me you were having a bit of a seizure of some kind earlier and I wanted to make certain you're alright? I could offer a bed to you in here if you need observation. I mean, if this might happen again. I'll only be here till dusk but Doctor Sweet takes over on the night shift and he does live up to his name," he added with an awkward chuckle. "That is he's an amiable chap."

In reply to Her Majesty (msg # 6):

His hand came down on her shoulder and she, being a woman of mid-height, looked up into the face of the taller man with death lurking behind her eyes. The idiot though just kept rambling on though. So she looked pointedly down at the barrel of the pistol she had drawn and was now grinding the tip of into his crotch...then looked back up with a smile that had the same warmth in it one might find in the waters of the arctic.

"If you don't remove that hand surgeon, you will be the one needing the services of Dr. Sweet."

She gave him a moment to fully realize the faux pa of putting hands on a young woman with a flintlock then continued in the same tone she might for a slow witted cabin boy as she holstered it again at her hip.

Lying through her teeth and wincing slightly as she adjusted her top, "I never had a fit like that before. Probably just the concussion. Had plenty of those before and survived till now."

Jekyll seemed to startle away from her. "Terribly sorry but I DO need to touch you to examine you. You've never been outside the barrier before so this may have been the first time and may not be the last." He wrung his hands and shrugged. "If you'd rather be examined by Sweet, be my guest."

In reply to Her Majesty (msg # 8):

She didn't WANT to be examined by any man...or woman really...aside from Gi. Her bestie was the only other person she trusted that much. Wolf was second by a wide margin and everyone else was basically not even in the race.

But the doc was talking a bit of sense, scary sense and she didn't particularly want to face those facts. She was fine, this was just your usual run of the mill head trauma issue and that was that. Maybe this guy had some nice apothecary mixes though. She should at least try to get some samples...for Wolf of course.

"Fine...you can examine away but don't get too handsy or creepy surgeon. That's a quick way to get lead poisoned savvy? Still think it's just my head. Just need some pain meds or something and I will be right as rain with the high tide. How you want to proceed?"

She grudgingly takes her hand off the pistol and moves to find a seat someplace semi appropriate looking for being examined.

Jekyll shook his head. "You're all predisposed to magic so now that magic is readily available, you never know. Did you experience anything unusual during your blackout?"

In reply to Her Majesty (msg # 10):

In a flicker of traumatic memory she was once again the Kraken rising up hungry and cruel from the depths and a powerless witness on the sidelines of the destruction of an entire civilization by chernabog.

So of course the punk-emo teen pirate princess did the only appropriate thing she could in this situation when faced by a stranger in a authority position in a foreign land and society.

"You squiffy mate? Blackout means ye are blacked out. Nuttin to experience if your brain is off like mine was. Though I suppose Quinten would suggest there was not much difference between mine being off and on. Anyways surgeon I didn't experience nothin."

He sighed and shrugged. "Well, if anything comes to mind, let me know. And perhaps let Mr. Thatch know you're alright. He seemed worried about you."

In reply to Her Majesty (msg # 12):

"Are you one of them shrinks instead of a regular surgeon? Cause asking me one question is not actually much of an exam. Guess my concussion, blacked eye, broken ribs, and other various scrapes and injuries are not really of concern? Just the mainland folks checking to see if one of their new pet teen villains is off her rocker more than expected? I mean you're the one that convinced me to agree to some kind of touchy feely shit."

She rolls her eyes and starts scooting slowly towards the door while also looking for anything that would be nice to go all klepto over between her and the exit.

"I'd love to treat you but something tells me you wouldn't stand for it," he calls with a mirthless chuckle. "I learned long ago only fools poke bears."

In reply to Her Majesty (msg # 14):

Aj looking a bit bewildered silently counts off on her fingers, lips moving to the words of the thoughts.

I threatened him...check
He convinced me to accept treatment..check
I told him I accepted..check
He ignored that permission and only asked one question...check
I inquired if he still wanted to treat and that I accepted it a second time...check
He tells me he doesn't think I would let him despite me telling him twice it was ok...Check
Doctor Jekyll is a total quack ...Check

Having re-walked through that very awkward anti-climatic encounter Aj shrugs it off and puts her hands up in mild defeat. Clearly this dude never actually wanted to treat her for anything and only wanted to make sure she was not wacko so the mainlanders could feel safer. He did a rather crappy job of that too actually... so maybe he was just put up to this by that Thatch guy? So Thatch could look like he was some sort of caring mainland dude? It was the kind of manipulative thing AJ was totally used to on the island as a courtship ritual.

He was that nerdy bookish boy with the glasses from earlier. The potential to get stuck with more academic library time was a serious turn off even if he as cute in a puppy dog way. Then again, he seemed like maybe he knew more about what was going on with her than he let on...and she needed to know what it was.

AJ hops off the exam table again, "Welp Doc Quack. Guess I should go find this Thatch kid...ya know...since he cares or something. See ya later."

She turns and bumps seemingly totally accidentally into a few things with interesting things on or in them...then makes her way out the door at a hurried pace. Thatch seemed like the kind to live in a library and that was were Gi was too anyways.

She opens her hands to see what she managed to klepto on the way out.

OOC: 18:03, Today: AJ Rourke rolled 25 using 1d20+8.  Slight of hand to pilfer things on the way out .

Also headed to library now.