Doctoring 101, Friday, First Period

[doesdoctorstuff]

Once again, because Navaan's students were the absolute luckiest, they were meeting in town to catch a portal back to Navaan's world. "I hope you have your bags and your leeches," she announced as soon as they were gathered. "Because today we're going to actually start doctoring! I'm friends with these monks and I take care of them. I even killed a god to keep my little guys safe, so a few ground rules. Rule one: These guys are important to me, so take this very seriously. I want to see everyone's A-games, you got that? Rule two: These are my patients. I'm letting you help them because you're my students, but absolutely no poaching. You can get your own patients on your own time. Rule three: Okay, I forget rule three, but I'm sure it's important and I'll tell you as soon as I remember it. Don't break it anyway, you've been warned."

She glared at the class, making sure that they saw she was very, very serious. "Now, when we get to them, you're each gonna get a monk, you'll diagnose the issue, and then we'll discuss what we think the best treatment is." The portal opened behind her and she gestured her students through. "Oh! Right! I remember Rule Three!"

When the students stepped through the portal, they'd see a brilliant circus under the night sky. Lanterns and torches provided light, there were people teeming everywhere, with barkers crying out games, wares, and sideshows. "The third rule is..." Navaan began as she stepped out from the portal. Then she stopped, staring in fascination at the circus.

"Why didn't anyone tell me this was on?" she asked, before running pell-mell towards the big top. "Let's go, guys! We're going to the circus!"

[Both links go to a NSFW comics!]

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Re: Talk to Navaan

[doesdoctorstuff]

"I dunno!" Navaan said cheerfully. "What it is, anyway, but I do know it gets you all fucked up." She was definitely a little glazed over right now, her body listing several degrees to the side. "Everything's wobbly," she added with a giggle.

Re: Talk to Navaan

[x_wondrous_x]

Stewart had to grin as Navaan uttered precisely the magic words he was hoping to hear.

"How...enticing," he said. "Enigmatic...."

Give him a moment, this was not his first tent.

"...equivocal."

He stepped in, making a grand gesture toward the circle around the hookah, sweeping into an almost humbling sort of bow. "May I?"

Re: Talk to Navaan

[doesdoctorstuff]

"Sure!" Navaan said, pushing someone over to make room. "Let 'im in, everybody this is--" Name Not Found "--one of my students and training to be a doctor and if you don't let him in to get high, he's gonna diagnose you with syphilis and then you'll be sorry."

Most people were too far gone to be worried about the threat, but there was a kind of 'the more the merrier' vibe happening here, so soon Stewart would be offered a spot next to Navaan and a hose of his own. "Suck on this," Navaan said, offering it to him.

And yes, she cackled.

Re: Talk to Navaan

[x_wondrous_x]

"Possibly worse," Stewart agreed with a sharp, eager grin, although what was worse than syphilis? Oh, he'd think of something, but, hopefully, he wouldn't have to, as he step-slid his way into the tent further, then criss-crossed his feet under him for a little spin that smoothly brought him down into a cross-legged plop down next to Navaan. There was a quick back-and-forth jerk of his shoulders before his hand elegantly rolled out for the hose.

"Don't mind if I do," he said, and sucked with the ne'er-do-well gusto of a man who was 98.6% sure he'd suck on much, much worse before.

Re: Talk to Navaan

[doesdoctorstuff]

Heard.

"Good, huh?" Navaan said as Stewart inhaled a lungful of smoke that seemed to coil in sinuous forms in his chest, tasting of plums and snowmelt and sparkles. She took a hit off her own before passing it to the lady to the left of her. Navaan was very polite when it came to drugs, thank you.

Re: Talk to Navaan

[x_wondrous_x]

Stewart breathed in very, very deep, and, closing his eyes, held that moment for as long as those lungs being infused with all that plum and snowmelt and sparkle could manage to revel in it and feel it pushing past those lungs and spreading to ther parts of him. "Wondrous," he said, the word tight and high with that held breath, and then he breathed put nice and slow. As soon as that breath finished leaving him, he breathed in the next, quicker but still thriving for that same depth, around the hose again, before, following Navaan's excellent application of teaching my example, passed it to the person on his other side.

The smirk spread into an easy smile of a joyous contentment as the drug within started to make it's effects on him known, and a sigh to match as he leaned back to just enjoy the simple familiarity of wantonly imbibing suspect substances in dingy quarters with a cluster of like-minded individuals at an absolutely absurd hour of the day.

He'd miss this particular kind of camaraderie.

He missed Roald.

But before that thought could wrap around him and make him start feeling a bit mauling, the plum and snowmelt and sparkles embraced him instead, pulling out of him a pleased, manic little giggle.

Re: Talk to Navaan

[doesdoctorstuff]

"Awww, yeah," Navaan said, giggling with him. Did she know why he was laughing? No. Did it matter? Also no. "That's the good stuff."

But, you know, it could be better. Taking another deep inhale from her hose, she waited until she absolutely had to breathe, then leaned over to Stewart and exhaled the smoke into his waiting mouth.

Aww yeah. It was definitely about to get better. And in deference to community standards and just general goddamn decency (neither of which were important to Navaan, but still), the flap to the Tent of Hedonism closed, keeping all further shenanigans out of sight.