[log] I Need a Doctor [closed]

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Characters: John Watson, Franken Stein, and Death the Kid
Location Building 39
Date: Day 172
Summary: Traveling to new and exciting parts of the map that haven't actually been explored all that much. And talk of frostbitten appendages.
Warnings: Potential amputation

[This house seems very ordinary--the first floor has a kitchen, bathroom with only a toilet and sink, living room, and dining room, while the second floor has a master bedroom, second bedroom that seems set up as a guest bedroom, and a second bathroom that includes a shower. Many porcelain dolls have been put up in nice places around the house. They all face a wall. "ALPHONSE ELRIC, STEPH BROWN, MAMI TOMOE, FREYA CRESCENT, EDWARD ELRIC, DAY THIRTY, TRAVELLING NORTH." has been carved into one of the walls.]

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[The dolls are seriously creeping John out here. He'd sort of been hoping to leave as soon as they'd gotten there, but that's not going to work out with the timing. The one good thing is that coming into the living room, he'd found a sewing kit set neatly on the table. He'll have to let Claire know about finding it.

As he still doesn't have the use of his hands, John's rather limited on what he can actually do. So, he'll have to rely on his companions.]

Don't suppose you feel like checking those dolls for SD cards?

[circumsutus]

[Watson had been faster to the sewing kit, a thought that grates on Stein's exhausted mind and sends thoughts sparking and spiraling off into nothing. He needs to take something apart, and at this point it doesn't matter if it's fabric or flesh.

But his hands can't manage that much detail work, can barely manage to pick up a doll and toss it into the air and catch it again.

Two fingers on his right hand, two and a half on his left. That's what he hasn't been able to thaw out enough to salvage. But with Kid around, he hasn't been able to do anything else about the frostbite.]

Should we break some of them? [He's been grinning a lot recently, too much energy and too little sleep and too much adrenaline.] Kid is surprisingly talented at smashing things.

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[Kid is still shivering after coming inside. He never warms up anymore, despite constant fevers. Inside the house he's examining the porcelain dolls with a small frown, covering his mouth with the same dirty handkerchief he'd had on arrival. If the teen notices the fresh spots of blood from coughing, he shows no signs of it.

Instead he brushes his fingers along the only doll he can reach, careful not to break it.]

I imagine that breaking these dolls will not please anyone. Is there a way to search the inside of the dolls without shattering them?

[A bit sheepish, Kid looks up to the shelf he can't reach.] I unfortunately can't quite reach all of them.

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Let's try something a little less destructive first, hmm?

[Please?]

I'm sure Dr. Stein can reach anything that's too high up. Why don't we see if anything happens when we set them all together facing each other. If we need to, we can probably get inside the body by splitting the seam. The porcelain heads... there's not really any other way about it, as far as I know.

[circumsutus]

[The sudden pause in Stein's movements is by now uncharacteristic for him, a frozen pause as his curiosity manages to break through the mania for a few moments.]

Let's turn them in place first. [Rotate the dolls in place, then bring them together, then smash.]

Sorry for late ;_; also idk how to word this

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All right...

[Kid is feeling a bit useless. He can't reach very many of the dolls--so he quickly turns the one he can to face into the center of the room and then looks for a way to get enough height to access the others. He's ultimately choosing to climb on an old kitchen chair, wobbly but still intact, to get to the dolls he can't reach.

It's tedious but he slowly makes his way around the room. it isn't as though Kid can't manage tedious household tasks--this sort of meticulous repetition is second nature to him even if the climbing is not.]

There. That's this room, at least.

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[John watches the other two and gets up to follow Kid around and hold his wobbly chair. It's only with his wrists, but if the boy does go down, he'll have some cushion. As it is, they make it out unscathed.

And absolutely nothing happens.]

Hmm... See anything coming up, lads? Kid, there's a mini-torch on the keyring in my pocket. Pull it out and you can use it to look around for SD cards, yeah?

[circumsutus]

[Kid's wobbling (and Watson's ineffective stabilization) gets a sigh out of Stein, and he grabs the boy off the chair and sets him on the ground. Kid, you're too short for this.]

Nothing yet. [Stein says, as he glances around the room at the dolls he can see.]