etraya | un: shadowheart

I'm looking for something beyond simple rejuvenation, I'm afraid. That's the sort of thing I'm capable of myself.

I need something a little more specialized.

How specialized are you talking about? Maybe I may know someone with the skill you need.

I'd rather not discuss any details in public. If you think you can help me, I'll meet you somewhere.

Sure. Where can we meet to talk more about it?

In front of the cafe. In an hour.

Okay! I'll be there shortly.

[Shadowheart waits in front of the cafe, dressed in the same armour she always is, ornate spear strapped to her back. Beside her, a scruffy white dog noses at the ground, enthusiastically exploring the area around her feet.

She doesn't know exactly who she's looking for – she probably should have asked, come to think of it – but she keeps an eye out, watching people come and go.]

What do you think, boy?

[The dog looks up at her, tail wagging lazily. She breaks off a bit of a biscuit for him, which he instantly snarfs up.]

[Nuvia will arrive earlier than expected to the location by levitating over from wherever she was last in. She was still learning more about the world she is currently in. As she begins to observe the group over by the cafe, her sky-blue eyes will notice an animal within the group by a beautiful woman's side. Forgetting her earlier purpose in searching for Shadowheart, she'll end up slowly and cautiously heading towards the woman in armor with their animal friend.]

Excuse me. What is the name of your animal friend beside you?

[Shadowheart looks up when she sees the girl floating towards her. Even accustomed as she is to strange sights, this is... unusual.]

He's called Scratch.

[Tentatively, Scratch approaches the girl, attempting to sniff her.]

Scratch? That's a cute name.

[Noticing the dog was attempting to sniff her, Nuvia will stand very still, not knowing what to do. If Scratch decides to smell her, then all he'll notice is a spring morning rain and whatever shampoo Ororo has smell.]

...um, what should I do....?

Don't worry, he's friendly. He just wants to smell you.

[Scratch, possibly sensing the girl's hesitancy, hesitates himself, sniffing carefully before sticking his tongue out with the intent of giving her hand a little lick.

For her part, Shadowheart isn't entirely sure how to respond to a young girl who seemingly has never interacted with a dog before. She kneels by Scratch, putting a reassuring hand on his back.]

[Nuvia won't mind the dog being friendly towards her. If anything, her eyes will open wide in amazement over an animal having any interest in her. A giggle will escape as he licks her hand.]

It tickles...

[What should she do next? How do you show interest for a dog? She'll look up at the armor lady realizing she was placing a hand on their back. It made her wonder the reason for it. Was the dog nervous? She'll offer her licked hand towards the dog to keep sniffing or licking with a shy smile.]

It's nice to meet you, Scratch. You're a handsome dog.

[And the first one she's ever met.]

[Scratch wags his tail, continuing to lick curiously for a few moments before he decides that there's a nearby patch of ground that demands his attention, and he bounds off to stick his nose into the dirt.

With Scratch's interest diverted elsewhere, Shadowheart stands again, ready to dismiss this girl and go back to waiting for the healer she's meant to meet.]

Forgive me if I don't make idle chit-chat. I'm waiting for someone.

[Nuvia will laugh at the turn of events finding the dog to be quite sweet and hilarious. If only she understood him through her skin telepathy, but it doesn't seem to work on animals. Unfortunately.

As the older woman catches her attention again, Nuvia will rise from the floor with a nod of her head.]

Don't worry about it. I'm waiting for someone too. It's important.

[Getting ahold of her cloud dress, Nuvia will give a polite courtsey.]

It was a pleasure to meet you and Scratch. I hope to get the chance to reunite with you both again.

[Shadowheart moves away, watching Scratch as he meanders around dutifully sniffing everything in the area. After a few moments, the healer hasn't shown, and Shadowheart is starting to get tired of standing around.

She turns back to the girl.]

Who are you waiting for?

[When the beautiful armor woman with her dog returned, Nuvia will smile at her warmly and happily until hearing her question. She will get quiet because she never got the person's name. All she knew about them was.]

I'm searching for someone looking for a healer. We promised to meet here. Why? Are you okay?

[Ah.]

I'm waiting for a healer. It would probably be too much of a coincidence for two healers to be waiting here to meet someone, so I assume you're the one I'm looking for. Golden... apples, is it?

[This whole 'username' system is still a little confusing, if she's honest.]

That's right! ....I think.

[She hopes that was her assigned username because Nuvia used the words written on the bracelet that was given to her by the bots when she first arrived to the city. Nuvia had always wondered what it meant.]

My name is Nuvia. I'm the healer you were speaking to. It's nice to finally meet you. I guess we should have traded our actual names before deciding to meet up.

[It was a big oops moment due to Nuvia not being accustomed to using networks or online technology.]

Shadowheart is my name.

[She's beginning to suspect that when the device asked for her name, using her name was, in fact, optional. She keeps meeting people using aliases, or seemingly random words or phrases, in place of their names.]

It's nice to meet you, Shadowheart.

[She doesn't know how to read so she doesn't suspect Shadowheart's username was her actual name instead of something else. Nuvia only chose hers' from the bracelet the bots have given her when she first arrived which can be seen in her left wrist the words "golden apples" on them.]

So, you're a healer, are you? Have you got any ability to remove parasites?

[Why bother with small talk when she could skip right to the important bit?]

[The question will have Nuvia thinking to herself a moment, not knowing on the best response to give except.]

Depends on the type of parasite. Is it one made naturally from the body or one outside of the body that found its way in?

Outside the body, [she says emphatically.] Decidedly so.

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sorry for late reply, i had to work overtime this week

no worries, been really busy myself!

thank you! i appreciate it! i didn't want to lose this cr opportunity. :)

you're all good!

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