The Good Samaritan [Ani - Autumn Summerleaf]

Autumn Summerleaf

Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone.

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I was sorting through some herbs when the boy came into my shop. He had obviously been in a fight, his eye was black and he looked like he was in a bit of pain. Concern filled me as I looked him over. There was no way that those injuries were self inflicted as I'd seen a few times working here in the lumber district. They were inflicted by someone else. "Uh, hello? I've hurt my eye... I was wondering if you could help. Someone said to come here... here, I think, anyway. I might be a bit lost." He said. "Yes, you're definitely in the right place" I said. I searched through my remedies while asking what happened. After a few moments, I found my remedy for his eye and explained it to him. "This remedy should help speed up the healing process of your eye, and this one will help bring down swelling." I said, washing my hands and dipping a few fingers into the jelly like substance. Gently, I applied it all around his eye, being careful not to get any into his eye. I'd already gotten this stuff into my eye before, it hadn't been a pleasant experiance, this stuff irritated the eyes.

Once I'd finished applying the salve to his eye, I washed my hands again and dipped my fingers into the other salve meant for swelling. Gently again, I applied the salve around his eye and immediately, the swelling started to ease. "How does that feel?" I asked, stepping back to inspect my work.

It’s been a couple of days since I tried to put my desire for Nina on display doing a handstand in front of the sawmill and attracted the attention of the hulk instead. Sure Nina saw me and was quite impressed. Unfortunately the guy, who had fancied her for years and never said a word, was very little impressed with me trying to impress her.
Long story short…he handed my ass to me on a silver platter and left me with bruises all over my left side and a knee that is still swollen and so painful that I can’t use that leg at all. I’m pretty sure it’s broken while he walked away with a few light bruises.
Aside from the fact that couldn’t move for a day or two and even if I could I was way too embarrassed to show my face around town.

Because I’m always short on money despite my job as a foreman on a local construction site I can’t or don’t want to afford a real doctor but not being able to work is not an option.

After asking a friend I found out about a healer in town and finally made my way there with the help of a broomstick I’m using as a crutch. It actually looks rather silly, as if I’m a bad which who doesn’t know how to ride it.

Firmly I knock on the door and hope I won’t have to stay outside in the cold wind forever.
“Hello?” I call and hope I got the right adress. ”Anybody here?”

OOC: Thanks for letting me join. My character just got into a fight as well and did just as bad as Oogies so this is perfect.

When the door opens I come face to face with a woman that looks about my age and is quite pretty. She's most definetly not the old, wrinkly medic I expected, which is a pleasant surprise.

With difficulty I make my way inside and look around her house which looks like a regular place except for the one room seh directs me to, which is more like a doctors office with white walls, an examination table and the typical cabinets.
In there is another young guy, who looks like he's still in school. The boy either ran into one of her cabinets or got into a fight as well. I give him a nod and casually ask. "How are you?" Of course I know the answer, if he's here at a healers place.

She then turns her attention on me and asks what happened.
Since I told my boss that I fell off the roof of his construction site so I could come back to work as soon as possible and didn't have to face poverty because I couldn't work, I stick with that story. Fighting in public is also forbidden and punishable by detention, which is another reason not to tell anybody the truth.

"I work on a construction site in town. Slipped and fell off the roof." Knowing how bruised my whole left side is that doesn't sound so impossible.
Looking up into her face I can tell she's not buying it but what else should I say?

Her fingers felt the bridge of my nose. Since the swelling went down it was visible that it was aligned crookedly and even if I didn't come here for my nose she wants to set it straight. I'm less worried about my nose since I'm not overly vain than my knee which prevents me from working but it's probably not a bad idea to straighten it out. So I take a deep breath and hold it while she snaps it back into its original place. Instantly my eyes water up and a short yelp escapes my lips because it hurts just as much as when Amodars knuckles broke it. I feel blood running down into my mouth and lean forward so it'll drip on the floor and not my only clean shirt. Thankfully I receive a tissue and endure her stuffing some into my nostrils.
"For some reason I had a different picture of a healer....less blood and more natural remedies." I complain with a side glance at the guy who is still in the room.
From one second to the next I get a bad feeling about what she might do to my knee as my chest tightens and I go at least two shades paler.

OOC: Okay edited, I'll be gone for a few days so feel free to do a few posts back and forth with Oogie (I'll just sit in the corner and nurse the nose).

With the cotton still stuffed in my nostrils I can barely breath and have the feeling I have to cock my head backwards but at least my eyes have stopped watering up. A little embarassed I wipe at the water on my cheeks with my thumb and my index finger. My nose is throbbing and it take a good amount of self control to focus on her words, which tell me that usually she's much gentler.
"That's very nice to hear." I remark a little sarcastically although my sarcasm seems inappropriate when it comes to me wanting help from this stranger.

The young woman is starting to sift through her supplies which range from thing a to thing b to thing c that I can't stand and hope she isn't planning on using on me because if she pulls out that needle I will have to jump off her table and run away.
To my relief she only applies some stinky green paste to my knee that brings almost instant superficial relief as it numbs the skin and the underlying structures of my knee.
I try to focus on what she's doing but can't help to watch her pretty face every now and then. She keeps it straight but finally I can see the hint of a scowl. That's when she tells me that she cannot help me because she doesn't have the technology."
At first I don't understand what exactly she means, then my gut drops because I become aware that this seems to be more than your simply broken bone, which you align, splint and will be as good as new within a few weeks.
Paling another two shades I can only stammer. "What do you mean? Not the right technology? What's wrong with my leg?" I more or less press the last words out because I already know the answer. If it's what I think it is I won't be jumping or running, not even walking normal again from this day one.
"Please? I'm sure you can do something?" I plead with her reaching for her arm. "Or know somebody who can."
Suddenly money is not an issue anymore. Even if it means selling every little thing I own. "I can pay enough."