08-08-2018, 06:25 PM
Walking into his next room he would notice that it was a female this time, so before he walked in he knocked twice, similar to his last entry and asked. “Hello? This is doctor Casenger, may I come in?” A voice would call back in an almost timd tone.
“Y-yes.”
Allowing him to enter, but as soon as he did he would notice that who was in here was none other than Mayflower and Elysia. Two rat females that were just as short in stature as he was but one was an older woman while another was a young teenager, he never asked her age but wouldn’t bother since it wasn’t important.
“Ricter! What took you so long? You weren’t avoiding me were you?” The girl pouted, she was a gray colored mouse, with large ears and wearing a small pare of glasses. She was tiny, around as tall as Ricter was currently, while maybe a few inches or so shorter.
Mean while Elysia, a much older adult rat, would be sitting near by, wearing a pare of jeans with a green and white shirt that had a picture of a university on it. Probably a left over shirt that she picked up from her parents and just choose to wear it. The woman had curves about her, a sizable bust and hips but was harder to see as she was currently sitting in a chair reading a magazine.
“Hi sweetie, hows work going for you?” The woman asked as Ricter walked in.
“Im alright, still alive after all the crap I’ve been trhough, even fi that dosen’t mean much here given Im a prime. Any case are you both here for another check up?”
Elysia and Mayflower would nod, the smaller one chiming in first. “Yeah, I hate it though, why do we need them anyways?”
“Because you two are not adjusted to the jungle air yet, nor the pollen storms and rain either. Being down in the sewers of all places have made you immune to all the stuff we are not used too, but now that you live up here, you need at least a weekly vaccination till about another month or two.”
The weasel instructed as Ricter walked up to Mayflower and pulled out his sword again, gently cutting her hand which she didn’t flinch, it made the same glowing painless gash on her that the raccoon had to deal with and soon vanished. He would walk over to Elysia and do the same, she would smile as he did so.
“Thanks, honestly I had no clue that we would get so sick after a few days of being up here, but luckily we have a doctor on call 24/7.” She grinned which Ricter would pout to this.
“You know I need off time right?”
“Sure you do, you know I have your address, right? Besides an after hours visit wouldn’t bother anyone when Vee and Vel are at work.” Her retort made him double take, but yes, he did in fact know she had his home address.
“Come on Elysia, I can’t have you saying that around Mayflower.”
Which Elysia would laugh, as well as the little rodent. “Ricter, your the most innocent one here, besides you know where we came from, though I cant help but love to see you all flustered.” She teased, of course just messing with him she would become a bit more serious though as she got up. Mayflower would hop off the bed to look around.
“The underground is starting to shape up since the last time I’ve been down there. After all of whats happened they are beginning to clean up the place, even the mayor is having a couple festivals in celebration for the crime being limited. Here, got you something as well.”
Pulling out a flier as well as an envelope, it was open, but as he looked down at it it seemed like a had written thank you note. Addressed from the mayor of that town underground. “I guess its pretty well known I did all that stuff down there after Demetri spilled the beans.”
“Mhm, your almost a legend down there, I’m sure they would love to see you again, everyone. Maybe not the guys in jail right now, but the others for sure. Just dont let it all go to your head Mr. Celebrity.” She would pat his shoulder and begin walking towards the smaller mouse, adding.
“I’ll keep you posted on whats going on down there, just be sure to call me if your ever wishing to take a trip down there again. I’d love to go through memory lane again.” She suggested which he nodded back, placing the parchments and flier into his pocket for now.
“See ya next week.” He said as she would just wave, walking with Mayflower out of the room as she cheerfully waved back to him, the teenage girl seemed so energetic and it made him happy he could keep her that way since they moved up here only around half a month ago.
The two had come from a pretty bad underground town bellow Ambrosia, crime was rampant there and he had the power to fix it and so he did. After all that they were liberated from everything, and he offered to have them live up here. Even making them a house, he rarely got to see them since Elysia was working a lot, but he was happy for the little status updates of what happened down there after he basically pulled a batman on their mafia.
It was a chaotic time, something he would hate to relive given he had killed so many rats, bugs, people, just to end the corruption of the city. Even after it was all over he was taken to a judge down there and given full release thanks to his own status as a doctor, prime and for basically ridding them of both a drug ring, gun running, and equally a plot to just fill the water supply with said drugs.
Of course they would keep their eye on him, and now he gained the ire of some organization called The Red Roses, which he would need to investigate, but that was for another time. Right now his main priority was helping his clients and patients, the crime organization could wait for a couple more days.
Walking out of the room he had one more person to see, at least for the time being, the names list could always change but mostly for emergency entries into the clinic. But just as he was about to reach the second floor his phone would buzz in his coat pocket.
Pulling out the device he would press the little green call button and answer whom ever was on the other end of the call. “Hello?”
The voice on the other end would sound older, but less gruff, it was Simon, or as he would like to be called- Gregory. “Hey Ricter, is this a bad time for you?”
“Oh Simon, uh I’m working but I only got one more patient left, whats up?”
The rodent would sigh, “Its Gregory, remember? Anyways I got some information for you, its in related to you know who.” Hearing this, Ricter would move towards the stairwell, looking out a window as he nodded.
Gregory, or better known as Simon, was a previous gang leader, well known for what he had caused down in the town under Ambrosia. Surely he wasn't the full on mastermind he had stopped, that was his two sons, he himself was just the father of two bad apples.
Unfortunately thanks to family ties he was next however the weasel gave him a second chance, more so to aid him in finding out more about the Red Roses. He would have no other way of finding out about the drugs and guns if his sons were banished, so he was happy to hear that he found something.
“Sorry, so what did you find out?” The stoat asked in a small whisper.
“I looked into a few old contacts about them in Coruscant, seems they do have a small criminal ring hidden there, I think the group is called just that. They are said to be hiding around the 5th and 6th tiers there.”
Scratching his head Ricter had never visited that place before, only hearing small rumors about that verse, but never wishing to visit given it was a massive city. The one thing he hated was large cities that had no foliage and more so looked something out of a dystopia future novel.
“I mean this sounds like the info you gave me before, is there anything else you got for me?” Ricter inquired.
“In fact I do, when you get there an informant should be posted in a certain part of town, he will update you on the situation there. Besides that if your heading to that place don’t try to cause too much trouble, the empire won’t take lightly to people causing a mess. Now they shouldn’t bother you much given your cleaning up crime, but just in case you should stay as low as possible.”
His advice seemed sound, in fact he was more than happy to not get caught in anything, because jail was not something he had in mind. But just as he was about to thank him Gregory would chime in on something else. “Hey, another thing, don’t go lower than tier 6, alright?”
“Why?”
“Just don’t, you hear a lot of rumors in my previous line of work, that place has some dastardly things down there, and plus I’m pretty sure you wont find anything good that deep into the city.”
Giving another nod he would keep it in mind, “Alright, thanks for the heads up, I need to get back to work so I’ll call you later when I want to get this settled.” The weasel mentioned, part of him wanted to stay in this area, not wishing to spread influence or even explore much.
But at the same time he wanted to ensure they didn't come back again, after all if the organization was crushed, then they would know not to return. Or at the very least stop trying to sell in this area, last thing he needed was another uprising or mafia organization forming here in Ambrosia or under it for that matter.
“Alright, talk to you then, see ya.” With that he hung up the phone, Ricter doing the same thing. Part of him wondered what the rat was up too right now and how he managed to get that info for him. At the same time he appreciated the insight. Meant a lot that he could rely on him instead he having to kill the man for what was essentially a waste of life and information.
Walking out of the stair way he was excited to have gained so much information, from a festival to ensuring that the rest of that gun ring was destroyed later on. He had a busy time table, yet for now focusing on the injured was his main job.
“Y-yes.”
Allowing him to enter, but as soon as he did he would notice that who was in here was none other than Mayflower and Elysia. Two rat females that were just as short in stature as he was but one was an older woman while another was a young teenager, he never asked her age but wouldn’t bother since it wasn’t important.
“Ricter! What took you so long? You weren’t avoiding me were you?” The girl pouted, she was a gray colored mouse, with large ears and wearing a small pare of glasses. She was tiny, around as tall as Ricter was currently, while maybe a few inches or so shorter.
Mean while Elysia, a much older adult rat, would be sitting near by, wearing a pare of jeans with a green and white shirt that had a picture of a university on it. Probably a left over shirt that she picked up from her parents and just choose to wear it. The woman had curves about her, a sizable bust and hips but was harder to see as she was currently sitting in a chair reading a magazine.
“Hi sweetie, hows work going for you?” The woman asked as Ricter walked in.
“Im alright, still alive after all the crap I’ve been trhough, even fi that dosen’t mean much here given Im a prime. Any case are you both here for another check up?”
Elysia and Mayflower would nod, the smaller one chiming in first. “Yeah, I hate it though, why do we need them anyways?”
“Because you two are not adjusted to the jungle air yet, nor the pollen storms and rain either. Being down in the sewers of all places have made you immune to all the stuff we are not used too, but now that you live up here, you need at least a weekly vaccination till about another month or two.”
The weasel instructed as Ricter walked up to Mayflower and pulled out his sword again, gently cutting her hand which she didn’t flinch, it made the same glowing painless gash on her that the raccoon had to deal with and soon vanished. He would walk over to Elysia and do the same, she would smile as he did so.
“Thanks, honestly I had no clue that we would get so sick after a few days of being up here, but luckily we have a doctor on call 24/7.” She grinned which Ricter would pout to this.
“You know I need off time right?”
“Sure you do, you know I have your address, right? Besides an after hours visit wouldn’t bother anyone when Vee and Vel are at work.” Her retort made him double take, but yes, he did in fact know she had his home address.
“Come on Elysia, I can’t have you saying that around Mayflower.”
Which Elysia would laugh, as well as the little rodent. “Ricter, your the most innocent one here, besides you know where we came from, though I cant help but love to see you all flustered.” She teased, of course just messing with him she would become a bit more serious though as she got up. Mayflower would hop off the bed to look around.
“The underground is starting to shape up since the last time I’ve been down there. After all of whats happened they are beginning to clean up the place, even the mayor is having a couple festivals in celebration for the crime being limited. Here, got you something as well.”
Pulling out a flier as well as an envelope, it was open, but as he looked down at it it seemed like a had written thank you note. Addressed from the mayor of that town underground. “I guess its pretty well known I did all that stuff down there after Demetri spilled the beans.”
“Mhm, your almost a legend down there, I’m sure they would love to see you again, everyone. Maybe not the guys in jail right now, but the others for sure. Just dont let it all go to your head Mr. Celebrity.” She would pat his shoulder and begin walking towards the smaller mouse, adding.
“I’ll keep you posted on whats going on down there, just be sure to call me if your ever wishing to take a trip down there again. I’d love to go through memory lane again.” She suggested which he nodded back, placing the parchments and flier into his pocket for now.
“See ya next week.” He said as she would just wave, walking with Mayflower out of the room as she cheerfully waved back to him, the teenage girl seemed so energetic and it made him happy he could keep her that way since they moved up here only around half a month ago.
The two had come from a pretty bad underground town bellow Ambrosia, crime was rampant there and he had the power to fix it and so he did. After all that they were liberated from everything, and he offered to have them live up here. Even making them a house, he rarely got to see them since Elysia was working a lot, but he was happy for the little status updates of what happened down there after he basically pulled a batman on their mafia.
It was a chaotic time, something he would hate to relive given he had killed so many rats, bugs, people, just to end the corruption of the city. Even after it was all over he was taken to a judge down there and given full release thanks to his own status as a doctor, prime and for basically ridding them of both a drug ring, gun running, and equally a plot to just fill the water supply with said drugs.
Of course they would keep their eye on him, and now he gained the ire of some organization called The Red Roses, which he would need to investigate, but that was for another time. Right now his main priority was helping his clients and patients, the crime organization could wait for a couple more days.
Walking out of the room he had one more person to see, at least for the time being, the names list could always change but mostly for emergency entries into the clinic. But just as he was about to reach the second floor his phone would buzz in his coat pocket.
Pulling out the device he would press the little green call button and answer whom ever was on the other end of the call. “Hello?”
The voice on the other end would sound older, but less gruff, it was Simon, or as he would like to be called- Gregory. “Hey Ricter, is this a bad time for you?”
“Oh Simon, uh I’m working but I only got one more patient left, whats up?”
The rodent would sigh, “Its Gregory, remember? Anyways I got some information for you, its in related to you know who.” Hearing this, Ricter would move towards the stairwell, looking out a window as he nodded.
Gregory, or better known as Simon, was a previous gang leader, well known for what he had caused down in the town under Ambrosia. Surely he wasn't the full on mastermind he had stopped, that was his two sons, he himself was just the father of two bad apples.
Unfortunately thanks to family ties he was next however the weasel gave him a second chance, more so to aid him in finding out more about the Red Roses. He would have no other way of finding out about the drugs and guns if his sons were banished, so he was happy to hear that he found something.
“Sorry, so what did you find out?” The stoat asked in a small whisper.
“I looked into a few old contacts about them in Coruscant, seems they do have a small criminal ring hidden there, I think the group is called just that. They are said to be hiding around the 5th and 6th tiers there.”
Scratching his head Ricter had never visited that place before, only hearing small rumors about that verse, but never wishing to visit given it was a massive city. The one thing he hated was large cities that had no foliage and more so looked something out of a dystopia future novel.
“I mean this sounds like the info you gave me before, is there anything else you got for me?” Ricter inquired.
“In fact I do, when you get there an informant should be posted in a certain part of town, he will update you on the situation there. Besides that if your heading to that place don’t try to cause too much trouble, the empire won’t take lightly to people causing a mess. Now they shouldn’t bother you much given your cleaning up crime, but just in case you should stay as low as possible.”
His advice seemed sound, in fact he was more than happy to not get caught in anything, because jail was not something he had in mind. But just as he was about to thank him Gregory would chime in on something else. “Hey, another thing, don’t go lower than tier 6, alright?”
“Why?”
“Just don’t, you hear a lot of rumors in my previous line of work, that place has some dastardly things down there, and plus I’m pretty sure you wont find anything good that deep into the city.”
Giving another nod he would keep it in mind, “Alright, thanks for the heads up, I need to get back to work so I’ll call you later when I want to get this settled.” The weasel mentioned, part of him wanted to stay in this area, not wishing to spread influence or even explore much.
But at the same time he wanted to ensure they didn't come back again, after all if the organization was crushed, then they would know not to return. Or at the very least stop trying to sell in this area, last thing he needed was another uprising or mafia organization forming here in Ambrosia or under it for that matter.
“Alright, talk to you then, see ya.” With that he hung up the phone, Ricter doing the same thing. Part of him wondered what the rat was up too right now and how he managed to get that info for him. At the same time he appreciated the insight. Meant a lot that he could rely on him instead he having to kill the man for what was essentially a waste of life and information.
Walking out of the stair way he was excited to have gained so much information, from a festival to ensuring that the rest of that gun ring was destroyed later on. He had a busy time table, yet for now focusing on the injured was his main job.