She's basically lost

[doc_holi]

Characters: Doc Holiday and everyone
When: January 18th-19th
Where: Her own room, 404, or around the apartments
Rating: G/PG
Summary: The Doc is about as settled in as she's going to get, so come bug her or let her come bug you.



This city was crazy. What they were telling her was crazy. She desperately wanted to find out what had happened back home, but she had mostly resigned herself to the fact that she was dead and this was some strange hell she was in. Likely for Beverly.

Or maybe they were all right and she was here just like them until the spirits decided to send her back. But what would she go back to? Would she still just die and lose everything anyway? Holiday sighed.

She can think about that at night when she tried to sleep. For now, she had to focus on getting by from day to day then get to bigger things.

Like Credinta.

Comments

[doctor_dragoon]

"There's a hospital South East of here, but's just as run down as the rest of this place. It was restored for twenty-four hours back in August of last year, but all that was available for taking were first-aid supplies and beds." Better than nothing, but not terribly useful in the grand scheme of things.

He shook his head, dismissing that apology. "It's better that someone knows, but hopefully it won't have to come to that." Yukio's already had to make this agreement more than once (most residents know those guns he carries aren't just for show, after all), but thankfully he's never had to follow through. "In the worst case scenario, well... we've become very good at taking care of ourselves."

[doc_holi]

She sighed. Great. Across the river it is then.

However, she smiles to his words. It might be a bit... creepy to be happy about such a thing, but she doesn't want to hurt anyone. "Good. Thank you, then."

[doctor_dragoon]

Considering the sorts of things he's seen during his time here (or even in his home world)? Yukio can't really judge. Sometimes that sort of plan B is very, very necessary.

"You're welcome."