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Well, sure: it was unlikely that the Gazimon was giving the full story, but it wasn't as if he was lying about what he said. That didn't matter for the moment, though: once more, the Gazimon was plucked up in Cassandra's arms, though this time there was much less tension and panic to it. Resting carefully on those arms, he'd let himself be taken up to the second floor -
- Which doubles as her main residence! Gazi blinked at the sudden change of tone, but offered no objection to being set upon the bed, giving a small sniff to the air. He was familiar with curry, but not so much with 'coconut'. "Smells... sweet?" Well, there was a hit of that in the air, at least. Straightening himself out under that blanket, he took a quick glance around the room. Everything here seemed, well, 'homey'. So many books, a large kitchen, sheets, beds - this was much better than he would get just trying to hide out in the streets of Shibuya.
And tea? "Never had the chance to try it, no." He'd at least heard of it, but simply never had the opportunity or the offer. Settling on in, he gave a nod: "But if you're making it, I'll try it?"
She'd done so much already - it felt a touch awkward asking for something 'extra'!
"It's Coconut curry. Bit milder and a bit sweeter and tangier then most hot curries. Sort of like korma." Cas explained at his question as she hung her doctors coat on the rack and wandered into the kitchen to fetch her tea pot. Filling it with water from the sink she carefully set it on the stove to heat.
"Be back in a second." She called out over her shoulder as she padded for the far door next to the kitchen disappearing behind it with the click of the handle. She wouldn't however, be gone long returning a few moment later in another clean baggy red sweatshirt this time wearing stretchy sweat pants and slippers as she tugged a brush through her slightly mussed hair before setting it aside.
When the teapot began to whistle she took it deftly off the stove before fishing through her cabinets for a small petal tin and a spoon. Carefully measuring out the herbs in the tin into little disposable teabaggies she pulled down two mugs and dumped them in them before pouring the hot water over them and let them steep. Keeping a close eye on the changing color of the water she flitted over to check the rice cooker and stir the curry before returning and removing the baggies. Putting two spoon fulls of sugar into each mug she wandered over to Gazi and took a seat on the edge of the bed carefully setting his mug down on a coaster on the little coffee table that served as his temporary bedside table while she blew on her own.
The tea should Gazimon pick up his mug and sniff it would smell sweet and citrusy, with an under current of fruity floral notes. The liquid itself a rich steaming jewel like purple red. "Orange blossom and youthberry." Cas would explain sipping her own mug with a soft smile. "It's one of my favorites blends though I believe it has cranberry, black tea, and possibly some pomegranate in it. I've yet to be able to bribe the store I order from to give me the mix recipe." She added with a soft chuckle.
Coconut, huh? The term seemed a bit odd to him: "That some kind of fruit or plant or something on this side?" He didn't even question what Korma was, having more-or-less accepted that things on this side weren't always going to make sense, but he was at least able to nod along with the conversation. Right: a good meal, a lot of water and shuteye, and he could be on his feet again. For everything Cassandra had done so far, he didn't want to be too much of a bother.
So, he might as well be the best house guest he could manage to be! He simply nodded as the doctor slipped out, not really needing her hovering over him every second of the evening. He'd just give a glance at that decidedly red attire, before settling right into those pillows. Out of sight of the doctor, he gave a slight wince and even grabbed at one of his ears as that sudden whistling sound rang through his head - just what was that noise? Oh - oh, right, a kettle.
Yeah, he wasn't batting a thousand for thinking right now. He stared blankly at the mug for a second, before carefully picking it up in his claws - one around the side, and one to cup the base. Despite the heat that might be radiating off of it, he didn't seem too perturbed by it, as he gave the drink a small sniff, then a sip. That was more fruit names he didn't understand - the one thing he picked up was 'cranberry' - but he was still able to give a nod. "It's... well, 'relaxing'. Good, I mean." He took another sip, setting the cup carefully against the coaster.
"So, you're by yourself up here? Guess I never asked, what do you do on this side - medicine, right?"
"Ah well depending on which botanist you argue with it can be a fruit or nut. It's this big brown furry hard shelled fruit that has this white meaty inside to it and clear white juice when you crack it open. The juice called coconut milk is used in the curry to give it a subtle sweetness." Cas explained as she sipped her own tea and made it a point not to stare at her unusual companion. Instead she settled for watching the rain crash against the windows, but when Gazi spoke she made it a point to turn and give him her full attention as best she could.
"Thank you. It's one of my favorite blends. I guess given your appearance and short time here you probably haven't been exposed to a lot of this worlds foods yet. Human cuisine and drinks use a lot of spices and herbs. Specially Japanese cuisine. Hopefully nothing I have will make you sick. I'd have offered you hot chocolate, but chocolate is touch and go with a lot of creatures and you're not such a bad house guest that I would want to accidentally poison you." She joked a slow teasing smile curling it's way across the Doctors lips even as she gave his question a minute shrug guessing that this was as awkward for him as it was her. She wasn't used to having 'guests' per say, but she couldn't in good conscious send him out while he was still recovering when she didn't know if he had a place to stay or someone to monitor him. That and it wasn't like he could check into a hotel.
"Yeah I'm pretty self-sufficient. Get's lonely sometimes, but work usually keeps me busy. Technically I'm a Veterinary Doctor which means I'm a Doctor that specializes in animals, but half the time I get more human patients then creatures. So I picked up my paramedic's license a while back. That means legally I'm qualified to treat emergency trauma, but can't do long term care so once I make sure my patient isn't going to die I recommend them elsewhere." She explained taking another long sip before letting out a soft sigh.
"Typically they don't bother to follow up with my recommendation, but what can you do? People are scared and hospitals ask questions. Do you have Doctors and Hospitals in this Digital world I've been hearing about?" She asks with a slight tilt of her head.
"So... a fruit, then." Cassandra may had lost Gazi at the first part of that description, but the rest of it made sense: a hard-shelled nut, like one that took a tool to open. He could understand the description, at least, and as he gave another sip of the tea, the doctor explained a bit of her caution. The tea aside, there were certain foods that could be more-or-less be poisonous to him on this side?
The thought was a little stunning, but it seemed she was careful enough about it. "Uh... huh." Thankfully, his shock at that made him forget half the reason he was on this side: spices. More prevalent on this end, a few simple mixes and rubs from the human world could sell for much, much more on the Digital World side. A little disguise and a bit of money was all it usually took - it just turned out that this trip went way out of control.
Dr. Cross herself was quite interesting: she was a doctor that specialized in animals and pets, which meant that he was in at least somewhat good hands. Of course, the rest of it sounded like yellow tape and the like: "Ugh... hopefully this is just a day or three thing." The Gazimon groaned, his claw resting off to the side as he gave a brief look on that patch. Her next question earned a tilt of his head.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, we have medical centers. Two big ones - one in Terminus, one in Whitewater, but there's apothecaries and the like sprinkled all around." Was it really that convenient? "Their methods tend to be more... well, I guess 'magical' than what you're pulling off here? Those actually able to know how 'stuff' works more than that get quite a bit of traction on our side..."
After another sip, he set that tea aside, and gave a smile towards the doctor. "I... guess I knew a bit about the human patients. Kinda just followed a rumor to your door..."
"Yes a fruit." Cas agreed with a light chuckle as she sipped her tea her eyes rather bright with amusement as she observed her guest enjoying his own beverage. Still she listened with interest as he explained that there were indeed Doctors in the digital world and made a mental note of their locations. Perhaps at some point if she ever decided to visit she would venture there and see about speaking with some of her digital world colleagues and exchanging notes.
"We have 'apothecaries' here as well that boast 'magic,' but I suspect our worlds apothecaries know even less about actual medicine than yours do." She murmured getting to her feet as she heard the click on the rice cooker signaling it was done. Meandering into the kitchen Cas set the steam to release from the little pressure cooker as she turned off the crockpot and fished down two bowls. Scooping out a healthy dosage or rice into both she put the top back on to keep the remainder fresh in case her guest wanted seconds and spooned out two ladles worth of the rich yellow gold curry onto both bowls. Sticking a spoon in each she returned passing Gazi his bowl as she took her own seat cross-legged across from him.
"This like I said this is Coconut curry. I make mine with shredded chicken and mushrooms to make it heartier. Likewise it should sit pretty well on your stomach. All told even if your wound isn't fully healed if you're stitches look fine come morning then you're free to go. Just avoid getting into any fights and don't try to do any acrobatics or lift anything too heavy." She cautioned as she stirred her food mixing the rice and sauce evenly before scooping up a spoonful and blowing on it gently. The digimon would find the food a mix of smooth, tangy, and lightly sweet.
"It seems as though rumors ever lead to my door, but that being said I'm glad you came to see me. I hadn't really thought about what a digimon would do if hurt in our world and honestly pain really only makes anyone human or digital desperate. More importantly I doubt all of them are as cautious as yourself." Cas mused after taking a bite or two of her food allowing the conversation to lapse into comfortable silence as they ate giving her time to think on the subject.
"If you run into any more digimon in this world or that are planning to venture into this world you should tell them that if they are injured they should come here. I'll set up a bell by the back gate so they won't have to use the front door. Better they come to me then cause a panic elsewhere and I'm sure whatever currency the digital world uses will come in handy at some point. That or I can always accept trade or favors paid forward at a later date." She suggested taking a sip of her tea. It seemed like the most logical solution as she couldn't very well have Animal control or some locals stumbling upon an injured digimon simply because they had no where to go. The thought of the general public learning about the digital world and the panic it might cause seemed to have been deeply disturbing to Toki at least and academically speaking Cas could understand.
"That is of course so long as any who visit are as well behaved like yourself." Cas adds with a small grin canting her head slightly in curiosity as she considered the digimon in front of her with a thoughtful gaze. "Still if you don't mind me asking what exactly are you doing in this world? You're obviously well-prepared from your cloak and came here with a purpose, but what or who could be so important you'd cross worlds and risk your skin like this?" She asked her curiosity once more getting the better of her.
Post by D-Reaper Scout on Apr 8, 2018 19:38:19 GMT
So, wait - the apothecaries in the human world weren't the same as the Digital World? The Gazimon's face briefly scrunched up in thought, trying to piece that together in his head. "Guess that would make sense... magic's not something I've really seen humans do?" He knew the difference, and it seemed just now that he put two and two together. So they were scammers on this side?
The thought sit idle in his head as something much more pleasant to think about came up - food! The scent, already having wafted into the room from the kitchen, was pleasant enough to take in, and carefully resting the bowl in one hand, he managed to take a grip of the spoon with the other. The grip was a touch awkward, but much better than it would have been if he attempted chopsticks. Cassandra's description sung out in the background, as he took a hearty bite of the curry itself - indeed, it felt tasty, warm, and easy on the throat! "Mm... been a while since I've had anything 'home cooked'. This is good!"
He'd continue to eat, as Cassandra spoke. Nervous as she was to start, she was at least glad that he was holding himself up right now, though she had a good point. "Well... maybe not as 'tactful'." He could have tried to tear his way through, but that would have raised more questions - and confirmed to Cassandra that these beasts were nothing more than heartless monsters.
Her suggestion made his ear twitch. She'd... act as a doctor to those who were injured in the real world? He mulled over that thought - her last point, of course, being the stick in the mud. "I'll... keep it on notice, I guess. Those closer to me, sure, but I don't want the rumor to spread far enough that you'd put yourself at risk to anything more violent, or well... pyrotechnic?" Taking another bite of the curry, that inevitable question finally hit his ears.
Yes, just why was he on this side? "Um..." He considered the thought for a moment, rolling it around in his head. "I mean, its simple: there's 'stuff' in this world that doesn't exist on our side, right? Leeks, green pepper, spices - anything 'unique' on this side that doesn't have a comparison in our world. So, there's a market for it. A few in the marketplace have some of us as 'partners', and we can make runs back-and-forth through the portal to keep a steady form of an economy going?"
He rubbed his nose at the thought. So, 'smuggling' in a sense? By his tone, he didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with it...
"No humans don't really do magic. Anyone claiming to be able to heal you that's not medically certified over here generally doesn't know what they are talking about and usually is just out to rip you off. Worse yet often times they do much more harm than good in the long run." She explained some of her early chipperness giving way to a solemn frown. "I especially dislike them because they prey upon the superstitious and desperate." She adds her voice going soft with both sorrow and disdain before she shakes her head and looks for happier topics.
"I'm glad you like it. I like to think I'm a pretty decent cook so its good to know my skills are appreciated." She quipped with a bright grin letting the dourness of their previous conversation melt away like mist in the noonday sun as she kept an eye on Gazi to make sure he was handling the spoon without too much trouble. While some people used chopsticks with curry Cas had grown up eating the meal mostly on the go and had little compunction when it came to silverware so long as it got the job done.
"Still I appreciated your discretion. While I'm not opposed to patching up digimon I imagine like us humans not all digimon will be as inclined towards asking nicely like yourself." Cas mused munching away quietly at her food as she listened to Gazi's explanation of his work. She didn't view what he did so much as smuggling as she might trading recalling what she'd learned about the merchants of old.
"Ah so you're a spice trader like we used to have in our world back in the day! Huh it's hard to imagine a world without the food we have here, but I suppose the digital world must have it's own fruit, vegetables, and herbs." She mused wondering how different the digital worlds food would be from their own.
"I didn't know there was a stable portal nearby. Most of the digimon I've encountered seem to have slipped through the cracks. I take it since you've contracted with merchants in your world that you're allowed to bring things back and forth without too much fuss?" Cas questioned finding herself rather curious of Gazi's method.
"Huh... it gets a bit tricky on our side with that too, actually." The Gazimon gave a sigh: "I mean, sure, you might have 'healing abilities', but there's a difference between 'having magic fix something' and 'actually knowing what needs to be fixed'. Good in a pinch, but never meant to be used alone..."
In that sense, it seemed like it could become an even bigger problem when the magicians actually had a bit of credence. Thankfully, the thought of food could distract them both of that thought quite enough. Enjoying that curry - and eating a fair bit slower than he would normally do - he explained his reasoning for being on this side. It was a touch nerve-wracking to say, but it seemed that Cassandra was able to understand what he was doing well enough.
Even if the reference was completely lost on him: "I... guess?" He just returned a nervous chuckle. "And yes, the fruit and plants and the like are far different. Not 'bad', of course, but 'exotic' is something that Digimon understand - who doesn't want to try a spice from another world?" As for the portal, well: "Of course. If the portal was common knowledge, we'd have a bit of a problem on our hands. I'm... loathe to say specifics, unfortunately. I mean, I don't think you would be a problem, but depending on where the portal's tuned to, well..."
That wouldn't go over well, right? "Its in Shibya, though. Two in fact - though one's more consistent than the other."
"Well I can understand the lure of the exotic and unknown to some extent or I wouldn't be here in Shibuya. Maybe if you're in the area next time and feel like another home cooked meal I'll trade you some of this world cuisine for a chance to try some of your worlds." Cas joked finishing up her own bowl of food as she set it aside to concentrate on her tea giving herself time to digest. Still she was pleased to see that while Gazi was eating he wasn't attempting to rush and wolf down the food at risk of making himself sick.
"Still I would think you'd have better luck up on Spanish Hill then here, but I suppose you'd stand out more there where as so long as your money is good few people ask questions here in the District. Too bad really they sell a lot of the really exotic spices pretty cheap over there and you can find almost any food known to man or beast at their night markets." The Doctor added musing over the difficulties Gazi must face trying to work with just a cloak for a disguise. Made her wonder how more digimon didn't end up in situations like him or if her patient was just particularly unlucky or humans just far more oblivious then she thought.
"As for the portals I'm less interested in finding them than avoiding them." She explains with a chuckle rising to take her bowl and his once he was finished and moving to rinse them in the sink.
"No offense while your world sounds fascinating I've rather got my hands full here as it is. One of those kids that runs around changing into digimon told me to keep a look out for one of those devices they use and were it not for the fact I'd almost been eaten by a giant rabid ice wolf thing I probably would have laughed at him." She spoke with a wry smile curling her lips and a shake of her head.
"I don't particularly think I have the qualities to be considered a candidate for something like that."
Post by D-Reaper Scout on Apr 10, 2018 2:22:46 GMT
Well, at least Cassandra understood the appeal! Hearing her desire to know more about the cuisine from the other world, Gazi gave a nod and a smirk. "Sure, if I find myself around I can bring you something from our side. I owe you after all this, after all." Really, he couldn't thank her enough. Stitches? Tea? Food? Even a tip on where it might be easier to find good spices? He took a note of everything, Even if he couldn't make a use of it, his associates might.
"Huh... I'll have to give that a bit of thought, actually."
As for the portals, well, Cassandra had a good thought about it. Taking another bite of his curry, before setting the bowl - a little less than half full - aside, he gave a nod. "I was wondering how much I could tell you, but if you already know about Digivices, well..." The Gazimon sighed. "Then someone screwed up keeping the secret. Not that I mind, of course, but... well, mass hysteria's not a pretty thing." Like it or not, he did look like a monster.
But wait - she didn't exhibit the qualities? "I mean, you're strong, selfless, and treat us quite well - what do you think it takes? I mean... I wouldn't mind seeing you with a Digivice."
He chuckled. "Being your partner might not be all that bad."
"No, fear and hysteria especially on a mass scale tends to be a rather ugly thing. People look for others to blame and a lot of innocents get hurt. I'd rather prevent that where I can seeing as I'm usually the one coming in to pick up the pieces afterwards." Cas agreed with a solemn nod. She'd seen too many horrifying hideous things done in spur of the moment panic to ever want to be unfortunate enough to witness it on a mass scale.
Still Gazi's suggestion that he thought she'd do well with a digivice even to the point he thought being her partner wouldn't be too bad was enough to draw a light blush across the woman's cheek as she shook her head. Still she gave his words some quiet thought before she would speak up to deny them. "You...well you see me as I am now. In my home, secure, and comfortable or as I was before when I am at work and caught up in my duty as a doctor." She explained trying to figure out how best to word her reserves at the idea of being chosen to wield a digivice.
"I am not like that when backed into a corner or when my bluffs are called. I can't afford to be nice and kind in the face of combat because I am not a fighter so I choose to be as vicious as I can be and do as much damage as possible in as short amount of time as I can to dissuade my attackers. If I think you will be a reoccurring threat to me or others I will put you down and I will make sure you never get back up again because I can't afford to be merciful. I've always felt heroes should be merciful no matter what, but I've never been such a sort. My mercy is reserved for my patients." Cas murmured her eyes dark with emotion even as she shrugged effecting a more light hearted smile.
"Sides heroes are meant to save the world and I'm more a rescuing stray cats and digimon sort of person." She adds with a soft laugh. "Anyone who actually wants the responsibility that comes with the power to tip the fates on such a massive scale is mad in my opinion and while I'm hardly the perfect model for mental health I'm not quite that insane yet." Cas joked even as she stood and stretched feeling a few joints pop as she did so.
"Still thanks Gazi. You wouldn't be a half-bad partner yourself, but I'd hardly feel right taking you away from whatever life, friends, and home you've built for yourself. You're still always welcome to drop in here though, but for now you should probably get some rest. I'll see you the morning all right?" Cas murmured shuffling around the loft as she went about turning off or dimming a few lights so it was dark, but not so pitch black that if the digimon needed the bathroom in the middle of the night he wouldn't be able to find it.
"If you need anything or have any questions in the night just knock on my door or call out if you can't get up. I'm a pretty light sleeper." She offered.
Post by D-Reaper Scout on Apr 10, 2018 3:10:49 GMT
"Mm. This is a secret we keep because we have to." Cassandra understood that quite well, and the Gazimon agreed with her point. A Digimon alone could be scary, but poked, yelled at, and pushed into the corner? Well, that was when the monsters could become really dangerous.
Still, it was interesting to see how quickly Cassandra turned down the 'offer' for a Digivice - or, well, would have turned down it if offered. She spoke of interesting things - how she'd act in combat, how she couldn't be a hero or 'hold that level of responsibility'. For how kind and hospitable she had been, these words were honestly a bit sad to hear... but honestly, the Gazimon understood.
"I see... the world's already a scary place for you, without the added thought of a Digivice." Gazimon's tone seemed rather certain, though his tone was slightly addled - perhaps the pain was finally getting to him, peeling away a bit of the mask he was trying to wear? Still, he gave a smile and a nod to that last compliment, and remarked back: "Trust me, I'm not looking for a human. Too much trouble for me, is all I'll say about that. Anyway... yes, I'll see you in the morning."
Unable or not wanting to take another bite of his curry, the Gazimon set it aside, and leaned back in that bed, resting his head on the pillow. Those lights dimmed, and his eyes started to narrow shut.