*Something Binds Us All*

lightly touching the skin around the scar, jean ran down the list of things inside her head of what could be going on. "no puss is good, that means it's probably not infected." it's definitely not a surgical scar with clean cuts so there was bound to be some issues with healing. "i think right now, i would suggest going to the pharmacy and get some non scented lotion, i know there are a few bottles down there. then do a light massage over the scar a few times a day. try that for about a week. it should help loosen up the skin and relax the muscle and hopefully the pain will go down. if we were back home, i would give you a steroid cream for a few days, but we'll just have to make due."

"Okay- no infection is always my favorite," he said as he became tight lip at the slight sting of her touch on the outside. "Non-scented, got it," he said wondering how lotion or even steroids would help- granted if it was the best they had then it'll have to do. He then shook the idea away, he wasn't a doctor, "Thank you, just glad I'm not dying," he said pulling down his shirt.

"No, no, don't apologize."

"That's a really good idea," she said opening her note book and started writing those down. "I was thinking- and I could be wrong with the area, if we dig deep enough, we might hit water. Wouldn't recommend drinking it, but it could be used as a current to be a back up generator. Sadly that would require a waterscrew in my head, and a tank- so if you have a better idea I'm always ears," she said showing him the sketch.

Adrien is immediately interested in the little she'd said. He walks further into the room.

"I thought about that too, maybe using water, but that would require digging-" she said not finishing that thought. "Or we could try and use waste, too gross though for my taste- or induce, which would require a lot of...Sorry I did it again," she said standing up from where she was on the floor.

"do you mind if i touch it?" she asks, leaning in to get a better look at the scar, wanting to feel how tender it is. "if i had to guess without any proper testing, i would say that it could be inflamed, possibly didn't heal properly so the skin is tight." god, she wished they had a lab here, it would be way easier to know what was going on inside his body. "has there been any puss coming from it? if not, it's probably not an infection."

"no go ahead," he said as he winced a bit as she touched it. "there was no puss, but it was red for a bit then turned to a light shade of pink, now it looks how it does." maybe he should have stopped by sooner, "it does feel tight," he said as he pointed to the spot above and next to where it was hurting. "I just don't want it to be anything that'll mess with the flow. so lie to me if you must."

where: colony house | when: utp | whom: @rcmpcrt Marley

"It's cool," she said looking at the source from inside the notebook from where she was sitting on the floor. "I'm just trying to figure out new power source, but with limited- " she said before glancing up to see who was speaking to her before closing the book. "Do you need something?"

where : the edge of the forest / town with : open

"restrain you?" the man questioned wondering who she had mistaken him for. his hands deep into his pocket, the tune he'd been humming coming to a halt as he'd come upon the other. "running from a place that drags you back doesn't seem productive," he said in a calm tone. his eyes drift down to the cigarette in her hand before looking back up. trying to familiarize himself with how she looked today in case they go their separate ways by the time they get back.

once she was finished with this cry baby with a little cold, jean turns to see niles waiting for her. she offers him a forced smile before rubbing her hands on her pants. the hardest part of this job was the fact that they didn't have anything they actually needed. no equipment, not machines, they didn't even have enough medication to spare. everything was rationing game. it went against everything she was taught in medical school. "yep, you're up," she says as she gestures for him to come over. "well, we'll see about that. what's going on?"

"a few weeks ago, i got scrapped here," he said lifting his shirt up a bit to show pointing at the healed scar on his hip. "and it wasn't anything much so i just put water on it and it healed up, but now it's causing me a pain if I turn or bend over. I can work with it," he said not wanting to be an inconvenience, especially with what she just said. "just wanted a diagnosis or to be told it's just in my head."

open starter where: the clinic

niles stood outside the door, his hand on his waist as what he could only describe as a lingering pain from the past few days over his scar. He was going to ignore but as three days past he figured he should get it checked out. he wasn't a doctor by any means, but he figured nothing was ruptured, but he couldn't figure out why it'd been stinging. "my turn?" he said knocking on the door as he heard the words of jean. "i don't want medicine or anything- just to be told i have nothing to worry about?" the last thing the man needed was to be inconvenienced or slowed down.