Clean up crew: Without Mercy

**Thirteen** · May 17th, 2025 09:32 AM

Thirteen just gave a brief nod of acknowledgement to Asclepius' thanks, and then followed him into the hospital.

She hated hospitals. Too much time spent suffering in a place like this. Horrendous bad lack as a child had led to more than one broken bone, and not to mention the separate deaths of her parents in freak accidents. Unwanted memories resurfaced, tightening her stomach. Images of standing in antiseptic-smelling hallways, listening to one doctor or another tell her So sorry, lass. There's nothing we could do.

So, yes. The Acanthus was not in the best of moods.

Seeing these threads of Fate tagged to various people didn't help her attitude, either. Sure, the Libertine couldn't tell if these threads were to be severed soon (that would probably be some sort of Death sight, she assumed), but in a hospital, the odds were some would be. It's was a morose feeling, having a sense of others' impending doom. Just one more thing to sour her mood.

The unconscious man on the gurney, he certainly drew her attention. All the threads snarled about him, the man was significant somehow. Lacking any threaded connection to herself or the Shaman, however, his fate probably had nothing to do with them and their mission. Her curiosity was peaked, but this was no place to scrutinize those threads.

Instead, she silently followed the Arrow, assuming he knew where to go. Thirteen had see enough crime and medical shows on TV, though, to know the morgue would (usually) be in the basement.

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**Asclepius** · May 17th, 2025 10:24 PM

Looking around the Area currently, no shortage of pain and suffering of those that sit and await medical help. What is man to do vs the hordes of those that so desperately need assistance. The long queue of people and the sheer amount of those currently here did not bode well for the chances that the room they need will be empty.

The doctors going about with their white lab coats and charts, something inside him almost looking down on them a little. He was an expert in the medical field and by some rights could walk among the doctors in treating people. However the hospital was a dangerous place for someone such as himself, friend or foe would eventually come through the doors. Should someone that was foe find him then the already Chaotic environment would turn worse. No, his place was on the road and ensuring people got to the hospital.

Looking at the directions of the different departments, his gaze moves towards where to go for inpatient and begins to lead down the pathway to it. He keeps a look over his shoulder as to not let Thirteen get lost in the sea of bodies and chaos of the Hospital. Thirteen's look certainly matched a few others that were visiting the hospital though i wonder what the reason is, then again who does like going to a hospital. Certainly not him even if it was work to some degree.

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**ReubanBrightwood** · Yesterday 05:20 AM

The ever flowing amalgam of sleepers gives way as the pair move into the bowels of the building along corridors and up flights of stairs the warren like nature of the massive structure severing to filter off most of the people the disparity in a way almost jarring in its own right how can so many become so few so quickly. Either way the hospital is a lonely place either in a sea of strangers or nearly abandoned in silence traversal.

After a few minutes they arrive at the inpatient area of the burns unit a nurses desk with two blue uniformed sleepers performing electronic paperwork await check ins and respond to queries or the summons of buzzers if none one else can. The ward is highly sterile due to the nature of the injuries it treats and masks and gloves are a required must. Most patients are in induced comas to help with the pain adding a creepy stillness to the clinical setting.

Now here the issue of trying to find Corns former room and any clues it might hold is more apparent. And the dangers of casting equally so. With less people the threads of fate are less knotted and tangled here no grand destines or fates cut short, no charged words.

**Thirteen** · Yesterday 07:51 AM

Remaining silent still felt like a wise decision. Thirteen's Scottish accent made her very memorable, and the less she used it, the better off this task would be. There had been some attempts, at home, to mimic an American accent, but she wasn't confident enough to try it 'in the field.' So, she was letting Asclepius do all the talking. Besides, he'd know what to say better than she.

There was a feeling of revulsion to this part of the hospital. It was so sterile, and the Acanthus felt like just being on this floor was putting the burn victims at risk of some sort of infection. She felt like an intruder.

Which she sort of was, in a sense.

Thirteen stood back, to let the Shaman do his thing. Back to a wall so she wouldn't be in the way, she waited, and wondered if he had Corn's real name to use for this. She did, and now she was kicking herself for not asking beforehand if he needed that information.

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**Asclepius** · Yesterday 12:27 PM

The maze that was the hospital itself always felt like it was bigger then It looked on the outside. If you did not know where you were going then no doubt you could spend ages walking to find the correct place. Fortunately this was not the case, the sign posts had helped with that. On top of that with the crowds slowly disappearing as they moved through deeper into the hospital, there was a small feeling of relief in the sea of despair, Relief of being able to breath once again and not suffocated by the crowds of people in the entrance.

The sterile air was a little stronger then he was used to in the Ambulances but for the most part it was hard for him not to think about how such people came to be here in this ward. Something he often wondered when he transported patients when working, At least while working he actually sometimes got the answer to that question.

Soon enough the burns unit inpatient came into view, the time for beginning of the investigation was soon to start. Thankfully the Nurses desk was manned, this meant two things to him. One was that there was less nurses roaming the corridors and two was that he could ask them about where Corn was placed and which room it was. He approached the nurses desk. “Hello, sorry to bother you, I was wondering if you could help me. I am looking for a former patients room and wondered if you could guide me to it. The patient was Theodor Cornell, do we still have a record of this or has it been passed on to another department?” He spoke confidently and with purpose but made sure to pay respect to the nurses time, he hoped this would make them want to help him more if he gave them some respect and not order them like some doctors would.

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**ReubanBrightwood** · Yesterday 03:37 PM

Burns are a particularly nasty type of injury so prone to complication and infection even if the initial event was survived and Thirteen is a rite to be worried but it is for that reason the inpatients have separate rooms and not just beds on a ward, easier to control and limit the risk to the unfortunate soul as they sleep through the worst of the pain to with a little luck awaken weeks or months later still in agony but no longer so much it would kill them form the shock. The bill still might of course. Speaking of death it was in one of these rooms a master of matter was snuffed out supposedly strangled by his own wife no to mention the other dead body, which seems more then odd given the lengths gone to ensuring patent safety, such a situation must surely have lead traces to follow bread crumbs to picked up that might give her something to work with.

The nurse looks over with not exactly a smile the demands of the job can drain such strong emotion from some but her manner is affable enough, seeing the I.D. badge looped around his neck she leans forward and squints. "Dr ... No Mr. ... Frances. I'm sure we can look that up for you." The ID badge did open doors it seems. "Can't say I've had many EMT's looking for old patients rooms, what are you after in there?" The tone is conversational and she is typing into the computer assumedly searching for the information he seeks.

Manipulation + subterfuge +2 for the ID badge to lie to her convincingly

**Thirteen** · Yesterday 04:26 PM

This is where her father would have ended up, a place like this burn ward, if he had survived the bolt of lightning that had killed him. Sometimes, Thirteen was thankful his death had been instantaneous. Not just that he hadn't suffered, but so that she wouldn't be burdened with memories of seeing him in somewhere like here. She let out a slow breath and focused on the here and now.

Well, it would appear the Arrow did, in fact, have the true name of the late Corn. Good. One less obstacle. And it seemed he was an EMT. Interesting. She had just assumed doctor. The Libertine had nothing to add that would help, so she continued being quiet and stared off into the distance of the hallway.

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**Asclepius** · Yesterday 07:05 PM

He Smiled as she nurse addressed him, and from first impressions had not been disgruntled from his presence. “Excellent that would be a big help, thank you. I hope it is not too much trouble for you.” He expected the question at the fact an EMT was checking up on a patient let alone one that had passed on. He had prepared an answer and given the circus that was caused at the scene of Corn's death, he hoped it made sense. “Oh some higher ups called me in to help investigate something for them. They called me in because I was off the clock and was available, and given the chaos down in reception it seems to be all hands on deck.” He let out a slight sigh. “The hospital never sleeps after all.”

Lie Convincingly - 4 successes

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**ReubanBrightwood** · Today 05:15 AM

Oppose lie failure

The arrows winning personality, skill at lying, invested effort or maybe some combination of all of the above make the words sound so much like truth that even those who know better have a moment of doubt and the nurse never suspects a thing despite the vagaries of the deception. "I hope they are paying you overtime for this, Jeez can't even let us have our scheduled days off." She seems more annoyed for him the anything else. "There we go, Room 6 down the hall take a left 2nd door on the left. It is currently occupied however." She looks to him to see if this will be a problem. "Just need you to sign the book in, fire safety and all that." She says it totally unabashed about how senseless such a comment would be if any of the burn victims heard it.

Thirteen patient and quiet battling with the memories and imagined scenarios of her past half way around the world and there was no escape from what was in her head. In the here and now however she is in control she has agency no longer at the whims of whatever fate had in store. Her actions are her own, she has a source of sympathy to corn on her person, she now knows the last place he was alive, the place he died thee is the issue of whoever currently resides in the room of course but the great thing about hurdles is they can be overcome, when you take control of your own fate.

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2025-05-18 19:02:29	Asclepius rolls 9 to Lie Attempt (Manipulation 3 + Subterfuge 1 + ID badge 2 + wp) (10 Again, WillPower)	2, 3, 8, 9, 10, 4, 5, 10, 2, 4, 2	4 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2025-05-19 05:04:23	Nurse rolls 4 to Oppose lie (10 Again)	1, 3, 6, 6	failure

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