| Still Unclean | ||
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| Summary: The DMC staff pool their resources together to help Morgana with her affliction once and for all-- even resorting to outside help from an intriguing doctor!      |
Johann soon arrives at the DMC office, wearing more casual attire for the moment. Really, he just took off his overcoat and vest, leaving the undershirt, but he of course still has his medigun glove on... just in case. As he spies Serenity trying on new 'dresses', he chuckles and waves to her. "Good evening, Serenity! Having fun?" Dante wanders down the stairs, a loud belch alerting all those around to his presence. He walks into view, scratching himself in a most ungentlemanly way and offers a wave to everyone present. "Heya people. No need to fear, the boss is here...and in need of a beer." He flops into his usual chair, covering a yawn and makes a weak, half-hearted gesture in the direction of the fridge. It pops open and a brew quietly floats its way over to him, the door closing duitifly behind. He flicks the cap off with a thumb and chugs. He then looks quite content. "There we go."
Seeing as Kotal was off doing whatever it is war gods do in this strange world, Morgana found herself longing for the cool kiss off the sea. The pool was pleasant enough and kept her comfortable in this place, but she had taken to slipping out when ever she could to just swim and stretch her fins. Quietly she lets herself out of Kotal's room, and on bare feet pads her way silently to the stairs and down to the main office, headed for the front door. She is about halfway down when she hears voices she does not know. She could very well go back and wait for another time, but with her mind currently clear of the frenzy and her hunger mostly abated, she finds curiosity plucking at her; and so she slips further down the stairs, tucking into the shadows as much as possible.
Johann smiles at the invertebrate secretary. "I hope you vill forgive me for ze lack of physical affection. As you can see, I am not exactly dressed for a dunking, heh." he says, then raises an eyebrow as Dante comes in and apparently magics a beer out of the fridge. At Serenity's explanation, he says, with a mixture of humor and annoyance, "Are you sure it is not simply because he is a very informal person? /Some/ decorum is appreciated in such environs." Dante laughs a bit, offering Ren a thumbs up. "Well, thanks for the vote of confidence, madame secretary." He shakes his head good naturedly at that one, he knows Ren can't stand some of his mannerisms. Doesn't really CARE either, but you know how he is. He chugs down his beer with a pleased look...and then peers over at Johann. "You tryin' to sell me some cough drops, buddy-boy? Not interested, thanks. Beer takes care of my sore throats..." He trails off there, looking a tad quizzical out of what appears to be nowhere. He sniffs a few times at the air...and then seems to let it go. He settles back further into his chair, balancing it precariously on what looks like a single leg and says no more on the matter.
She hears a pair of male voices, too, and curiosity drives her further down till she is nearly to the last step where she freezes to look at those in the room. She actively sniffs the air and takes in the scent of human and something more. Standing there, long dark hair falling around her in inky waves, her eyes almost alien in their near utter blackness. Morgana had chosen to yield to Kotal's request and was actually wearing a rectangle of fabric wrapped around her torso, knotted at one shoulder and held to her body with a simple knot of cording at the waist. This left most of her left side bare to view as well as lean arms and long legs, though she was..technically covered.
Johann rolls his eyes at Dante, deciding for the moment that he'll save a demonstration of his medical expertise for later. The sniffing earns another raised eyebrow, but with a sigh, he turns to Serenity again and gives a small bow. "Vhy zank you, my dear. Vhile I may be able to find a vay to help your friend, I must ask vhere she is. It is difficult to perform an examination vithout ze patie-" And then Morgana comes in, and Johann abruptly stops, then clears his throat and adjusts his glasses. "Er, zat is quite ze outfit. Zis really is quite ze casual little gathering, isn't it?" Dante looks Johann over, shrugging. "Eh. I guess. Don't have much use for docs MYSELF, but this guy sounds REALLY German...so he probably at least knows what he's doin'." Ech. Come on Dante, high road, high road c.c; He peers over at Morgana as she comes into view, not looking terribly surprised. "Ah. There she is. Hello darlin'." He nods back over at Ren. "I getcha. Had ta wait until she was ready though, right?" He grins back over at Morgana, patting his leg. "If ya need a seat, honey, old director Dante's gotcha covered. n.n" The siren goes utterly still as her name drops from multiple sets of lips. Clearly there has been talk of her, though she knows none of these people other then the brightly colored sea child. Dark eyes dart from Ren to Johann then land on Dante. Her brow lifts quizzically and she tilts her head to the side as he speaks to her in such a familiar way. "I have.. no need.. to sit." She lifts her chin and she sniffs the air again trying to pull specific scents from it to figure out more about those before her. Her eyes dart quickly back toward the stairs behind her; she could simply retreat and go back to Kotal's room till he is present, but then she is not one to fear anything or anyone, so she would not hide from these others. Serenity twists to face Morgana, shrinking lengthwise and rippling backwards with a concerned expression to gain a bit more distance from her than Johann has. "Hhhh..." Ren looks from Dante to Morgana. "Or perhaps the assistance is no longer necessary, and you've already been healed?"
Giving Serenity a questioning look, he turns back to Morgana and steps forward to offer a hand- his left, specifically- for her to shake in greeting. "Good evening, madame. I do not believe ve have had ze opportunity to meet yet. I am Johann van Vindhoek, recently appointed head doctor of ze Vellness Center. Vhat appears to be ze problem, hm?" He flashes a friendly, welcoming smile. Johann also very pointedly ignores Dante.
Morgana's eyes go to Ren and her face clouds as she watches the sea child cringe. She expected nothing different really. She gives her head a shake and lets loose a soft sigh. "There is no healing. I am what I am. The hunger frenzy has been quieted. Kotal shared himself with me, and his god's blood has made the hunger quiet enough to bear and allowed my mind to clear for now. " She has caught Johann's scent and knows he is human, but Dante is something more and she knows this too. She is also aware from things Kotal has said that Dante is also the leader here in this place. Though he doesn't rise she does look very pointedly at him for a long moment as if trying to sum him up. Johann's movement forward does catch her predatory eye, though, and she turns all her attention on the human. When he offers his hand, she steps down that final step and tilts her head, looking at it and at him. She moves with slow careful steps, circling him slowly, looking him over. "I have not seen a human that was untainted in many centuries."
Johann parses from their words that Morgana is some kind of blood-drinking creature, one who is apparently a danger when hungry. He does not move, keeping up his smile as she circles around him, trusting in his mediglove if she wounds him. Thankfully, it seems she isn't in the mood for meat at the moment. "Untainted?" he asks, when she's done. Then, looking back at Serenity, he says, "I am uncertain how effective I vill be, but I vill try my best to, er, quell her urges, I suppose." | |
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