Having kept on his clothes since last night he would make his way down stairs after taking a bit to get adjusted to his surroundings, not so used to being in some other place than his own home. But he’d get used too it in due time, especially given he was in such a new and interesting place over all, walking down the hall after unlocking the door the weasel looked around and noticed that he smelt some food being made, or at least being finished off as he’d make his way down the stairs towards the living room. He’d be greeted by what seemed to be Vee, who was more than happy too with a flash of a grin and a flutter of her small bat like wings. But his approach startled her it seemed, and the fact that she was currently crying only made him wonder what was happening as she sniffled and began to wipe her eyes, trying to show a more cheerful side instead of what seemed like an emotionally distressed expression that faded away quickly.
“Good morning! Did you sleep well? I’m sorry if the bed was a bit stale, no ones slept in it for a while as you can guess.” It was around 11 o’clock, he slept in probably because of the events of yesterday and didn’t even realize it, the whole fighting goblins thing and walking around kinda drained him. But as he walked to the table he didn’t see any sign of her brother, “Morning Vee, I see your up and as chipper as always, though um…are you okay? You were crying just now..” Vee would fluster a bit, embarrassed that he had to see her cry, but she would shake her head, “No, I haven’t gotten the chance to really morn my friend, I used to make him breakfast every so often before we went to work. He loved it…” She’d say, eyes watering as she reminded herself of his fate, which as Ricter moved closer he could feel the sting of what was a painful experience, to hear and see your friend be slaughtered and then eaten by goblins was a horrible fate for anyone to see.
“He sounds like a great friend.” Ricter would say to maybe alive some pain that was clear in everything she was doing now, “Yeah…he was, he was my co worker, we worked at the alchemy shop together and even my brother liked him- not in the way he typically dose but he was content with not being such a flirt around them. If not for him fighting off the goblins they would have killed me instead, if not for you I wouldn’t be here at all…” Her voice low and regretful, tears going down her face again as she wiped them with her hands. “I think he’d be happy your still alive, I can’t say much about your friend but he made a sacrifice for you, you should cherish his memory because I’m sure he’d be content if you did. Maybe later we can make a memorial for him? I don’t know how the cultures around here work, but where I’m from we make talismans for those who pass, it’s supposed to keep a part of their soul with you where ever you go. While also giving them a window to the afterlife, the talisman being their ‘token of remembrance’.” Of course she’d listen to him, thinking that maybe he was right in a way.
Even the mention of making a totem for him made her smile a bit, she was sad that she couldn’t even make a grave for them, but a simple talisman made her feel not to horrible about what happened to him. She’d still feel bad about it, but it was just another thing to live with as she would focus on the food she was making, aiming to finish it up as she nodded, “I’d like that…a lot actually, thank you Ricter. My brother took it pretty hard too when I told him this morning, almost left crying but he managed to keep himself from doing it.” Hearing that her brother was gone he would ask for some clarification, “He left? Dose he work somewhere too?” Which she'd answer as she turned to look at him. “Mhm, he works at an enchantment store, even dropped off my herbs so we can head strait to the clinic if you want?” Granting a smile as Vee offered this Ricter would simply nod in agreement “Alright, and sure we can head there first…I kinda don’t have much for plans right now so best to find a job and do something in the mean time.” Changing the conversation, it seems she wanted to stop crying, so Ricter would roll with it and allow her to calm down, eventually drying her tears fully and trying to smile again. Turning to face him she was wearing a beautiful white and purple sun dress, a red ribbon in her hair as she fluttered over with a plate for him, which he’d accept as she sat down as well.
Beginning to eat he would give a bright smile at how cute Vee’s food was, it was a pancake with a smiley face on it, the bacon making little eye brows and the eggs were scrambled and made a fuzzy afro. It was almost too cute to eat, and he’d have taken a picture if he could, but he didn’t have a camera, well…Actually this reminded him of something, focusing for a second he would try to manifest or summon something. He had been reminded of it before but disregarded it completely, so as he would focus he would actually pop a camera into existence, which surprised both Vee and himself. “Whoa, so you are a prime, only they could make something from almost nothing.” Confused but happy to go along with it he would just scratch his head “I still don’t know what this all means but I never thought I’d have these kinds of powers in my life time, it takes a bit of time though to make...” He’d begin to look over the camera, examining it and even snapping a photo of the breakfest he was given, wishing to keep it for later or maybe make a photo album.
For now though he would just eat and enjoy the food he was giving, offering his complements to the chef “Thanks Vee for the food!” He enjoyed it a lot, especially the pancakes. But as he finished and she would be done not too long after him they began to get ready to go, he’d pick up his side bag and also his weapon, sheathing it after giving it a small inspecting to ensure it was still just the same as when he left it. “So we are going to head to the clinic first, then I gotta visit the alchemy shop to start work, feel free to walk around town though while I’m busy. I don’t wana keep you following me around, especially since you’ll probably get really bored after a while.” She’d grab what seemed like a hand bag, which given her size made it look like a large purse, with the addition of her dress and a red ribbon around her hair she seemed nice, almost like she was dressing up. “Its fine, I’ll stay for a bit and maybe look around the city too, I wana get used to this place if I’m staying for a while so don’t worry about me getting bored or anything.” The weasel mentioned.
Smiling he would walk out with her, escorting his female friend as they walked outside. Now that the sun was out it was much more vibrant, the city seemed to give off a natural look to it, mixing sections of the outside world into its architecture while also having its own unique flare for some buildings. From brick and mortar structures, to tree houses and wooden cabins, honestly he was starting to take his own photos of what ever he was seeing as if he were a tourist from another country. However his picture taking was paused when Vee flew in front of him, keeping his pace while flying backwards as he snickered, “If you want me to take a picture of you Vee all you had to do was ask haha.” She would fluster, smiling to his comment and responding, “Well…I’d like it if you did, by the way do you like my dress?” She’d give a pose as Ricter would nod, snapping a few pictures of his friend, giving her attention as they walked along the streets. “Its very nice, you look great in it, I’d think you’d be going out on some kinda special outing while wearing that.” He'd toss out as a complement to her attire.
Giggling she would allow him to take as many pictures as he liked, but eventually he would have to stop, showing her a few photos he had taken. His eyes drifting from the camera to those around him, seeing many strange and interesting people, from lizard men, to walking bushes, to monsters, pokemon, digimon, all manner of creatures that were not from his own realm but looked so interesting and unique that he would be happy to talk too or interact with. But eventually they would come to what seemed like a modest size building, having what looked like eight floors, tall and enough to be as big as most buildings in the city. The sign in the front showing the name ‘Hospital' on it, “This is the clinic as you can guess, I called one of the doctors ahead of time so she’s expecting you. If you want to come to the shop its just down the road and to the left, I need to scamper off before I’m late, so I’ll see you soon?” She’d say with an inquisitive tone, which the weasel answered back with a smirk, “Of course, I’ll head there as soon as I’m done here, thanks again though for everything, Vee.” Which at his respond she smiled and flustered again, “No problem, um…guess I’ll get going now. Buh-bye.” She’d soon shyly make her way towards her work place, he’d watch her till she rounded the corner, simply standing there for a bit before walking towards the doors of the clinic.
Inside of the clinic it was similar to a normal hospital, the waiting room having a number of injured people as doctors of various shapes and forms would walk around, showing people to rooms to help them with what ever illness or injuries they sustained. Most seemed to be able to just heal minor issues but as he walked up to the front desk he would be greeted by what seemed like a fairy. She had purple hair and wore a pair of glasses, having on a grass like dress but over it she wore a white coat, “Hello sir, are you visiting someone?” She'd give Ricter a glance over after saying this, clearly he wasn't injured or sick. “No, actually I was interested in a job here, my friend Vee put in a good word for me?” Ricter explained as the fairy paused and then perked up, typing on a computer, “Oh! Your the prime that she mentioned, ah I see. Well I’ll need to talk to one of the doctors, but stay here for a moment.” She’d give him a ‘one second’ finger gesture as she would get up and walk over to the door behind her, she’d be gone for well over five minutes before she’d come back. Following her would be a sylveon, walking on all fours but wearing a doctors coat as she would look up at the weasel and inspect him.
“So your Ricter I presume? I’m Doctor Sorrel, I’ve heard you have some form of healing powers, is that correct?” Her voice was soft yet had a bit of smugness to it, like she knew what she was doing and was good at what she did. Ricter would nod, not at all surprised to see someone feral creature that was able to talk as well as be titled as a doctor, after all any creature could very well have some form of intelligence in his own world, so it was normal for him. “Yes, I can use my weapon to heal other people.” This sparked her to quirk a brow at this, but would nod back to him, adding, “Sounds like a very unique way of healing someone, come with me, I’d like to test how ‘advanced’ your skills might be and if they would be of use here.” Gesturing with one of her ribbons the fairy would sit down again, typing away while Ricter would be motioned to follow the pokemon along. As the two walked into the clinic they would pass many small rooms, having a number of people who were resting form injuries that were not normal to some just being sick from a poison or illness which unofficially this was a tour of the building for him.
“As you can see we gain a number of people here every day, from those who work out in the Tangled Green’s many biomes, to those who just so happened to walk into the wrong clearing or touch the wrong plant. Our doctors here work hard day in and day out to provide as good of medical treatment as possible, however some aren’t as good as others, and you my friend are a unique one indeed. Vee mentioned you restored her eye, yes? Well we don’t typically see that kind of regeneration ability when it comes to giving it to another person, most have it themselves but are unable to share it. I’d like to see this for myself, if you don’t mind?” She’d explain as he walked with her, the weasel couldn't use this ability a lot, it wasn’t something he could spam non-stop but he would nod back to her, giving a small disclaimer. “I can, but it would take a lot of energy, at best I could maybe do that type of thing four times a day.” He’d say which she would smile. “That’s perfectly fine, I wouldn’t want to drain your powers so much to the point your exhausting yourself, any case would you mind displaying your talent here?”
Stopping at a curtained section of the hall she would pull it to the side with one of her ribbons, showing what seemed to be a male raccoon who was gravely injured, he was missing a leg and had bandages over his head, and even seemed to have a broken arm by the cast that was around it. “Poor thing had a run in with a dinosaur near the Blighted Dell, got mauled and they even took his leg, he only lived thanks to quick medical attention but we weren’t able to really recover his leg making healing him difficult…”Her explanation was a mix of heart felt, but also practice, as if she had said the same to his family but in a more kinder tone which in her profession it was easily something that she’d be forced to practice in order to break bad news. Walking forward he would look him over, inspecting his body as he took a moment to evaluate how long this would take before he’d look back to her, “It wont take very long.” Was his answer.
Slowly he would draw his weapon and begin to channel magic into it, the blade would be charged with a green tent that formed around the edges, it dazzled against the all white walls and as he hovered the blade over him he would stab the raccoon, not waking them up or even causing them to move. Instead he would wait and after a glint of energy would focus down the blade the Sylveon would be astounded as the stump where his leg used to be began to reform in a matter of seconds. Spreading and reconstructing the raccoon’s leg till eventually it would no longer just be energy, but an entire limb. In addition to this his arm would mend itself over time, the weasel focusing more and hummed to himself, eventually leading to what seemed like his body fully reconstructing itself. Pulling his weapon out of them he sighed and placed it into his sheath, looking back towards the Sylveon as she seemed awe struck. “Amazing…Normally you don’t see many who can reform entire limbs but…you did it so easily…I know it must be taxing on you so I wouldn’t ask you to do it more but your definitely hired.”
Ricter would smile brightly to this, not trying to get too excited since he didn’t want to wake up the raccoon, in the end he couldn’t help but feel accomplished. “Thank you so much! Was there a time or date you’d like for me to start?” Which she’d promptly respond, “Yes, later today or tomorrow would be best, normally you’d begin as a nurse, but it would be an insult for label you as just this. But in the end its only fair, you’ll work under me, understood? I’d like you to focus on closing wounds and reforming body parts, I’ll do the rest and help them recover. You may be new to this but your payment will be in the form of omnilium, its the best source of currency you could think of, you can use it for anything, trade, food, even power. You’ll be given it in exchange for your services, feel free to use it as you see fit.” With that she would reach out a ribbon, which Ricter would take as a hand shake in a way, bending down only a bit to ensure he could reach it, “Thank you so much Doctor Sorrel, I’ll do my best here.” He’d say with a bright smile n his face as she returned it with a small smirk, “Don’t thank me, you’ll have plenty of others thanking you soon enough, for now though feel free to take some time to go take a look around. If your new you should get accustomed to the city fairly quickly if you take a quick tour.”
Nodding back to her he was well on his way to doing that in his mind, giving his own good byes he was happy he managed be able to find a good job here in the clinic, and his boss seemed pretty nice. He just hoped he could aid the city in some minor way by being a doctor for those in need, and with the mention of improving his ability to heal others he would try to improve upon that as time went on.
“Good morning! Did you sleep well? I’m sorry if the bed was a bit stale, no ones slept in it for a while as you can guess.” It was around 11 o’clock, he slept in probably because of the events of yesterday and didn’t even realize it, the whole fighting goblins thing and walking around kinda drained him. But as he walked to the table he didn’t see any sign of her brother, “Morning Vee, I see your up and as chipper as always, though um…are you okay? You were crying just now..” Vee would fluster a bit, embarrassed that he had to see her cry, but she would shake her head, “No, I haven’t gotten the chance to really morn my friend, I used to make him breakfast every so often before we went to work. He loved it…” She’d say, eyes watering as she reminded herself of his fate, which as Ricter moved closer he could feel the sting of what was a painful experience, to hear and see your friend be slaughtered and then eaten by goblins was a horrible fate for anyone to see.
“He sounds like a great friend.” Ricter would say to maybe alive some pain that was clear in everything she was doing now, “Yeah…he was, he was my co worker, we worked at the alchemy shop together and even my brother liked him- not in the way he typically dose but he was content with not being such a flirt around them. If not for him fighting off the goblins they would have killed me instead, if not for you I wouldn’t be here at all…” Her voice low and regretful, tears going down her face again as she wiped them with her hands. “I think he’d be happy your still alive, I can’t say much about your friend but he made a sacrifice for you, you should cherish his memory because I’m sure he’d be content if you did. Maybe later we can make a memorial for him? I don’t know how the cultures around here work, but where I’m from we make talismans for those who pass, it’s supposed to keep a part of their soul with you where ever you go. While also giving them a window to the afterlife, the talisman being their ‘token of remembrance’.” Of course she’d listen to him, thinking that maybe he was right in a way.
Even the mention of making a totem for him made her smile a bit, she was sad that she couldn’t even make a grave for them, but a simple talisman made her feel not to horrible about what happened to him. She’d still feel bad about it, but it was just another thing to live with as she would focus on the food she was making, aiming to finish it up as she nodded, “I’d like that…a lot actually, thank you Ricter. My brother took it pretty hard too when I told him this morning, almost left crying but he managed to keep himself from doing it.” Hearing that her brother was gone he would ask for some clarification, “He left? Dose he work somewhere too?” Which she'd answer as she turned to look at him. “Mhm, he works at an enchantment store, even dropped off my herbs so we can head strait to the clinic if you want?” Granting a smile as Vee offered this Ricter would simply nod in agreement “Alright, and sure we can head there first…I kinda don’t have much for plans right now so best to find a job and do something in the mean time.” Changing the conversation, it seems she wanted to stop crying, so Ricter would roll with it and allow her to calm down, eventually drying her tears fully and trying to smile again. Turning to face him she was wearing a beautiful white and purple sun dress, a red ribbon in her hair as she fluttered over with a plate for him, which he’d accept as she sat down as well.
Beginning to eat he would give a bright smile at how cute Vee’s food was, it was a pancake with a smiley face on it, the bacon making little eye brows and the eggs were scrambled and made a fuzzy afro. It was almost too cute to eat, and he’d have taken a picture if he could, but he didn’t have a camera, well…Actually this reminded him of something, focusing for a second he would try to manifest or summon something. He had been reminded of it before but disregarded it completely, so as he would focus he would actually pop a camera into existence, which surprised both Vee and himself. “Whoa, so you are a prime, only they could make something from almost nothing.” Confused but happy to go along with it he would just scratch his head “I still don’t know what this all means but I never thought I’d have these kinds of powers in my life time, it takes a bit of time though to make...” He’d begin to look over the camera, examining it and even snapping a photo of the breakfest he was given, wishing to keep it for later or maybe make a photo album.
For now though he would just eat and enjoy the food he was giving, offering his complements to the chef “Thanks Vee for the food!” He enjoyed it a lot, especially the pancakes. But as he finished and she would be done not too long after him they began to get ready to go, he’d pick up his side bag and also his weapon, sheathing it after giving it a small inspecting to ensure it was still just the same as when he left it. “So we are going to head to the clinic first, then I gotta visit the alchemy shop to start work, feel free to walk around town though while I’m busy. I don’t wana keep you following me around, especially since you’ll probably get really bored after a while.” She’d grab what seemed like a hand bag, which given her size made it look like a large purse, with the addition of her dress and a red ribbon around her hair she seemed nice, almost like she was dressing up. “Its fine, I’ll stay for a bit and maybe look around the city too, I wana get used to this place if I’m staying for a while so don’t worry about me getting bored or anything.” The weasel mentioned.
Smiling he would walk out with her, escorting his female friend as they walked outside. Now that the sun was out it was much more vibrant, the city seemed to give off a natural look to it, mixing sections of the outside world into its architecture while also having its own unique flare for some buildings. From brick and mortar structures, to tree houses and wooden cabins, honestly he was starting to take his own photos of what ever he was seeing as if he were a tourist from another country. However his picture taking was paused when Vee flew in front of him, keeping his pace while flying backwards as he snickered, “If you want me to take a picture of you Vee all you had to do was ask haha.” She would fluster, smiling to his comment and responding, “Well…I’d like it if you did, by the way do you like my dress?” She’d give a pose as Ricter would nod, snapping a few pictures of his friend, giving her attention as they walked along the streets. “Its very nice, you look great in it, I’d think you’d be going out on some kinda special outing while wearing that.” He'd toss out as a complement to her attire.
Giggling she would allow him to take as many pictures as he liked, but eventually he would have to stop, showing her a few photos he had taken. His eyes drifting from the camera to those around him, seeing many strange and interesting people, from lizard men, to walking bushes, to monsters, pokemon, digimon, all manner of creatures that were not from his own realm but looked so interesting and unique that he would be happy to talk too or interact with. But eventually they would come to what seemed like a modest size building, having what looked like eight floors, tall and enough to be as big as most buildings in the city. The sign in the front showing the name ‘Hospital' on it, “This is the clinic as you can guess, I called one of the doctors ahead of time so she’s expecting you. If you want to come to the shop its just down the road and to the left, I need to scamper off before I’m late, so I’ll see you soon?” She’d say with an inquisitive tone, which the weasel answered back with a smirk, “Of course, I’ll head there as soon as I’m done here, thanks again though for everything, Vee.” Which at his respond she smiled and flustered again, “No problem, um…guess I’ll get going now. Buh-bye.” She’d soon shyly make her way towards her work place, he’d watch her till she rounded the corner, simply standing there for a bit before walking towards the doors of the clinic.
Inside of the clinic it was similar to a normal hospital, the waiting room having a number of injured people as doctors of various shapes and forms would walk around, showing people to rooms to help them with what ever illness or injuries they sustained. Most seemed to be able to just heal minor issues but as he walked up to the front desk he would be greeted by what seemed like a fairy. She had purple hair and wore a pair of glasses, having on a grass like dress but over it she wore a white coat, “Hello sir, are you visiting someone?” She'd give Ricter a glance over after saying this, clearly he wasn't injured or sick. “No, actually I was interested in a job here, my friend Vee put in a good word for me?” Ricter explained as the fairy paused and then perked up, typing on a computer, “Oh! Your the prime that she mentioned, ah I see. Well I’ll need to talk to one of the doctors, but stay here for a moment.” She’d give him a ‘one second’ finger gesture as she would get up and walk over to the door behind her, she’d be gone for well over five minutes before she’d come back. Following her would be a sylveon, walking on all fours but wearing a doctors coat as she would look up at the weasel and inspect him.
“So your Ricter I presume? I’m Doctor Sorrel, I’ve heard you have some form of healing powers, is that correct?” Her voice was soft yet had a bit of smugness to it, like she knew what she was doing and was good at what she did. Ricter would nod, not at all surprised to see someone feral creature that was able to talk as well as be titled as a doctor, after all any creature could very well have some form of intelligence in his own world, so it was normal for him. “Yes, I can use my weapon to heal other people.” This sparked her to quirk a brow at this, but would nod back to him, adding, “Sounds like a very unique way of healing someone, come with me, I’d like to test how ‘advanced’ your skills might be and if they would be of use here.” Gesturing with one of her ribbons the fairy would sit down again, typing away while Ricter would be motioned to follow the pokemon along. As the two walked into the clinic they would pass many small rooms, having a number of people who were resting form injuries that were not normal to some just being sick from a poison or illness which unofficially this was a tour of the building for him.
“As you can see we gain a number of people here every day, from those who work out in the Tangled Green’s many biomes, to those who just so happened to walk into the wrong clearing or touch the wrong plant. Our doctors here work hard day in and day out to provide as good of medical treatment as possible, however some aren’t as good as others, and you my friend are a unique one indeed. Vee mentioned you restored her eye, yes? Well we don’t typically see that kind of regeneration ability when it comes to giving it to another person, most have it themselves but are unable to share it. I’d like to see this for myself, if you don’t mind?” She’d explain as he walked with her, the weasel couldn't use this ability a lot, it wasn’t something he could spam non-stop but he would nod back to her, giving a small disclaimer. “I can, but it would take a lot of energy, at best I could maybe do that type of thing four times a day.” He’d say which she would smile. “That’s perfectly fine, I wouldn’t want to drain your powers so much to the point your exhausting yourself, any case would you mind displaying your talent here?”
Stopping at a curtained section of the hall she would pull it to the side with one of her ribbons, showing what seemed to be a male raccoon who was gravely injured, he was missing a leg and had bandages over his head, and even seemed to have a broken arm by the cast that was around it. “Poor thing had a run in with a dinosaur near the Blighted Dell, got mauled and they even took his leg, he only lived thanks to quick medical attention but we weren’t able to really recover his leg making healing him difficult…”Her explanation was a mix of heart felt, but also practice, as if she had said the same to his family but in a more kinder tone which in her profession it was easily something that she’d be forced to practice in order to break bad news. Walking forward he would look him over, inspecting his body as he took a moment to evaluate how long this would take before he’d look back to her, “It wont take very long.” Was his answer.
Slowly he would draw his weapon and begin to channel magic into it, the blade would be charged with a green tent that formed around the edges, it dazzled against the all white walls and as he hovered the blade over him he would stab the raccoon, not waking them up or even causing them to move. Instead he would wait and after a glint of energy would focus down the blade the Sylveon would be astounded as the stump where his leg used to be began to reform in a matter of seconds. Spreading and reconstructing the raccoon’s leg till eventually it would no longer just be energy, but an entire limb. In addition to this his arm would mend itself over time, the weasel focusing more and hummed to himself, eventually leading to what seemed like his body fully reconstructing itself. Pulling his weapon out of them he sighed and placed it into his sheath, looking back towards the Sylveon as she seemed awe struck. “Amazing…Normally you don’t see many who can reform entire limbs but…you did it so easily…I know it must be taxing on you so I wouldn’t ask you to do it more but your definitely hired.”
Ricter would smile brightly to this, not trying to get too excited since he didn’t want to wake up the raccoon, in the end he couldn’t help but feel accomplished. “Thank you so much! Was there a time or date you’d like for me to start?” Which she’d promptly respond, “Yes, later today or tomorrow would be best, normally you’d begin as a nurse, but it would be an insult for label you as just this. But in the end its only fair, you’ll work under me, understood? I’d like you to focus on closing wounds and reforming body parts, I’ll do the rest and help them recover. You may be new to this but your payment will be in the form of omnilium, its the best source of currency you could think of, you can use it for anything, trade, food, even power. You’ll be given it in exchange for your services, feel free to use it as you see fit.” With that she would reach out a ribbon, which Ricter would take as a hand shake in a way, bending down only a bit to ensure he could reach it, “Thank you so much Doctor Sorrel, I’ll do my best here.” He’d say with a bright smile n his face as she returned it with a small smirk, “Don’t thank me, you’ll have plenty of others thanking you soon enough, for now though feel free to take some time to go take a look around. If your new you should get accustomed to the city fairly quickly if you take a quick tour.”
Nodding back to her he was well on his way to doing that in his mind, giving his own good byes he was happy he managed be able to find a good job here in the clinic, and his boss seemed pretty nice. He just hoped he could aid the city in some minor way by being a doctor for those in need, and with the mention of improving his ability to heal others he would try to improve upon that as time went on.