[ If he asked, she'd demonstrate, but his reaction is understandable and she laughs softly, though not at him. ]
I know, I was resistant to the magic as well. The first time I saw someone actually do magic, I'm not sure my mouth closed for hours afterward. There are people here who can heal others with a touch.
[ That's difficult for her at times; she's more than glad magical healing is something that exists; she wouldn't advise someone come to her when another could heal a wound in an instant with no lingering pain. Claire seems to be almost antiquated in Abraxas. ]
A practice is a good plan. Although I can't help thinking of Lucy, Charlie Brown's sister. Five cents for psychiatric advice.
[ Unsure if he knows what she's referencing, Claire moves on. ]
I only mean because here, you may have your work cut out for you. It won't be boring, in any case.
[Crane collects his tea. Comics? He hardly reads those. But he is familiar enough with popular culture to recognise a name or two; to know she is referencing something.]
Good. Life must never be boring, after all.
[The challenge of living is surpassed only by the challenge of his work. He sets his cup back upon its saucer. Oh, the challenges of work and life. How he loves both.]
I'm certain there will be plenty to poke my fingers into.
[Magic. Minds. His work had always been to explore and understand the latter.]
Quite, in fact, my talents were needed badly only a few weeks ago. A man's hand was shattered and there was no one to use magic to heal him. It took four hours, but he's healing.
[ There had been so many awful injuries, she knows every healer—magical or otherwise—had worked tirelessly, all over the factions. ]
You managed to avoid something that took all of us by surprise.
I've seen a lot, Dr. Crane. Things that I would very much like to forget if I could. But it was nothing like what I saw happening to the taken.
[ Putting down her teacup, Claire leans forward with her elbows on her knees, keeping his gaze. ]
I was allowed to see via magic what was happening. Human sacrifices, organs sacrificed. Before I was cut off from the connection, a man was having his eyes gouged out.
[ He doesn't strike her as the type to scare, and she isn't saying this to do so. ]
When I arrived, I had a false sense of...not security, but it all seemed so tranquil. Especially in Solvunn, and then as it turns out, the main perpetrator was living there all along. I'm not telling you any of this for shock value, only to explain that there's an underbelly, and I don't believe anyone knows how dark it is, exactly.
[Ritual sacrifice. Horrors of the body. Mania of the mind.
He keeps her gaze and reveals nothing of why all three are familiar. Memories of physically restraining patients, controlling them with psychotropic medication. Driving his experiments insane. Sacrificing their hope for recovery. Sacrificing their lives.
It takes him a while to deliberate on what he's learned. To fashion a response and murmur in consideration.]
How profound is the mind? Deeply. I would not worry about figuring out how deep the rabbit hole goes. That it exists is worry enough.
[Hardly comforting but he doubts she scares easily.]
Quite, and I'm sure that isn't the last we'll see from the depths. The tension between all of the factions has been high for a long while now, from what I understand.
[ But they can move onto better topics, perhaps. ]
I've had good luck meeting kind people since I've arrived, and someone from home has even appeared, though I'm not sure I necessarily would have wished it on him. In any case, there've been good moments here and there.
[ Claire smiles to indicate 'here and there' is only a joke, there have been more nice moments than she can count. ]
[Crane smoothes his trousers and adjusts his hands in his lap. The depths of humanity is one side of the coin, their achievements the shining example of the other. There is plenty to talk about in both cases.]
Same as anywhere, really.
[He looks inside himself, distracted.]
Regardless, I am glad you have found yourself some appropriate company. The soul does long for the comfort of home, after all.
At the very least, a well-known familiar face. For me, at least, this isn't the first time I've had to figure things out in a place I never intended to be.
[ Looking at the hearth she watches the flames as she chooses her words before her attention focuses on him again. ]
When I was much younger, or perhaps not much older than you are now, I traveled in time quite by accident. I knew no one, I was lost. A stranger in a familiar, yet unknown place.
It is, though I don't want to bore you. In fact, I wouldn't dare to be so cavalier about it in my own time lest I find myself one of your colleague's patients.
[ She smiles with the understanding of exactly how crazy it sounds. ]
But there are so many different people here from different walks of life, I'm not quite as worried.
[He listens with the patience of a psychiatrist waiting out a reluctant patient.]
We're all worried but you have a healthy way of making sense of the transistion. In the face of losing our loved ones, it's worth finding other relationships that hold meaning.
There's no shortage of people here who are merely trying to cope the best they can. Nothing about how we've arrived makes logical sense; if it's science, then it's beyond any from either time period I've lived in. There's a particular bond, that all of us are in the same boat, so to speak.
[ Of course, there needs to be a willingness there from both parties. ]
[ She gives him a cheeky little smile, knowing how ridiculous it sounds. ]
And my life wasn't all that extraordinary before, either. This, I think, will be one for the record books.
[ Abraxas as a whole, she means. Nothing can top this, and if it can, she doesn't want to know what it is. ]
No doubt all of us will have something strange to tell those we left behind when we eventually leave this place. Would you tell anyone, with the knowledge you have and the work experience? Because surely a patient who told you they were brought nude and unwillingly into a new world after being pulled from water would be written off. A creative birth story, perhaps.
[He closes his eyes and listens to her words, lulled by the crackling sparks of the fire.]
Or a symbolic one.
[His voice is relaxed and calm. Thoughtful with a pinch of authority and knowledge.]
Water can embody the flow of life. A nude state of being indicates vulnerability or the need for humility. There are plenty of ways to explore a tale without outing one's self as a sociopath.
[ It's nice to have a conversation like this, casual and contemplating without the heaviness that usually surrounds the topic of Abraxas. Claire hums in agreement with his last statement, nodding a bit. ]
You're the expert on this topic, and I agree with what you said.
[ No buts, sometimes new perspectives and a fresh voice helps think of things differently and she's always open to that. ]
When you first arrived, what did you think? I'm only curious because coincidentally, I was drowning at the time I arrived. For weeks, I thought I might actually be dead.
[ His laugh is a pleasant surprise, and she smiles in return, the corners of her eyes crinkling. ]
And you have the advantage of knowing a future beyond my own, no matter which time I claim. It was only a few weeks after Neil Armstrong walked on the moon that I traveled to the past a second time. For all I know, Mars is colonized in the year you've come from.
[ She wouldn't be surprised given how much she's learned from other people either about their own worlds or a future on her own she can't wrap her mind around. ]
[ That first comment makes her laugh this time, tipping her head back. ]
Do you know, some things never seem to change.
[ Her laughter tapers off a bit and she has to give him a point there. ]
You and I might have some of the best job security around. Although, perhaps not in this world when it comes to me. I've seen people heal others with a simple touch. That makes me a bit antiquated.
[Crane offers a small smile and relaxes in his chair. Some things never change? He changes his patients all the time. Blake would consider it a boost to his ego. He considers it what they deserve.]
Does it? Some patients prefer homeopathy. At least the "antiquated" treatment you offer has a medical basis.
[ He isn't wrong there, and Claire nods in concession. ]
You're right, although even I might suggest magical assistance for critical injuries. Even if it's only to conjure something I might need to take care of another. The two could work side-by-side, at least on this star.
[ She isn't opposed to that, just as she wouldn't be opposed to homeopathy and traditional medicine working together. ]
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I know, I was resistant to the magic as well. The first time I saw someone actually do magic, I'm not sure my mouth closed for hours afterward. There are people here who can heal others with a touch.
[ That's difficult for her at times; she's more than glad magical healing is something that exists; she wouldn't advise someone come to her when another could heal a wound in an instant with no lingering pain. Claire seems to be almost antiquated in Abraxas. ]
A practice is a good plan. Although I can't help thinking of Lucy, Charlie Brown's sister. Five cents for psychiatric advice.
[ Unsure if he knows what she's referencing, Claire moves on. ]
I only mean because here, you may have your work cut out for you. It won't be boring, in any case.
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Good. Life must never be boring, after all.
[The challenge of living is surpassed only by the challenge of his work. He sets his cup back upon its saucer. Oh, the challenges of work and life. How he loves both.]
I'm certain there will be plenty to poke my fingers into.
[Magic. Minds. His work had always been to explore and understand the latter.]
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Quite, in fact, my talents were needed badly only a few weeks ago. A man's hand was shattered and there was no one to use magic to heal him. It took four hours, but he's healing.
[ There had been so many awful injuries, she knows every healer—magical or otherwise—had worked tirelessly, all over the factions. ]
You managed to avoid something that took all of us by surprise.
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[One moment to sip his tea, one more to savour its scent. He sighs quietly and sets it back upon the table. He shakes his head.]
What you descrive. It sounds like an awful mess.
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[ Putting down her teacup, Claire leans forward with her elbows on her knees, keeping his gaze. ]
I was allowed to see via magic what was happening. Human sacrifices, organs sacrificed. Before I was cut off from the connection, a man was having his eyes gouged out.
[ He doesn't strike her as the type to scare, and she isn't saying this to do so. ]
When I arrived, I had a false sense of...not security, but it all seemed so tranquil. Especially in Solvunn, and then as it turns out, the main perpetrator was living there all along. I'm not telling you any of this for shock value, only to explain that there's an underbelly, and I don't believe anyone knows how dark it is, exactly.
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He keeps her gaze and reveals nothing of why all three are familiar. Memories of physically restraining patients, controlling them with psychotropic medication. Driving his experiments insane. Sacrificing their hope for recovery. Sacrificing their lives.
It takes him a while to deliberate on what he's learned. To fashion a response and murmur in consideration.]
How profound is the mind? Deeply. I would not worry about figuring out how deep the rabbit hole goes. That it exists is worry enough.
[Hardly comforting but he doubts she scares easily.]
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[ But they can move onto better topics, perhaps. ]
I've had good luck meeting kind people since I've arrived, and someone from home has even appeared, though I'm not sure I necessarily would have wished it on him. In any case, there've been good moments here and there.
[ Claire smiles to indicate 'here and there' is only a joke, there have been more nice moments than she can count. ]
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Same as anywhere, really.
[He looks inside himself, distracted.]
Regardless, I am glad you have found yourself some appropriate company. The soul does long for the comfort of home, after all.
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Home isn't strictly a place for me. I grew up nomadic and lived that way until I was thirty or so.
[ Setting down her teacup, Claire looks up at him, curious. ]
Do you have anyone from home you would want here? Not that I wouls wish all this on anyone, necessarily.
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There is a man I respect. One who educated me on the inner aspects of human behaviour. His company here would be interesting if nothing more.
[Seeing Ra's here would certainly be fun.]
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[ Looking at the hearth she watches the flames as she chooses her words before her attention focuses on him again. ]
When I was much younger, or perhaps not much older than you are now, I traveled in time quite by accident. I knew no one, I was lost. A stranger in a familiar, yet unknown place.
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He lifts a brow as what she said rises to the surface.]
That sounds like quite the table.
[Travelled in time? Is everyone in this place insane?]
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[ She smiles with the understanding of exactly how crazy it sounds. ]
But there are so many different people here from different walks of life, I'm not quite as worried.
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[He listens with the patience of a psychiatrist waiting out a reluctant patient.]
We're all worried but you have a healthy way of making sense of the transistion. In the face of losing our loved ones, it's worth finding other relationships that hold meaning.
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[ Of course, there needs to be a willingness there from both parties. ]
Have you met any others with strange tales?
[ Because certainly, she isn't the only one. ]
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I have. This world has plenty of strange tales, though I am loathe to admit not all are fascinating.
[Some people, Blake, are boring and annoying.]
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[ She gives him a cheeky little smile, knowing how ridiculous it sounds. ]
And my life wasn't all that extraordinary before, either. This, I think, will be one for the record books.
[ Abraxas as a whole, she means. Nothing can top this, and if it can, she doesn't want to know what it is. ]
No doubt all of us will have something strange to tell those we left behind when we eventually leave this place. Would you tell anyone, with the knowledge you have and the work experience? Because surely a patient who told you they were brought nude and unwillingly into a new world after being pulled from water would be written off. A creative birth story, perhaps.
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Or a symbolic one.
[His voice is relaxed and calm. Thoughtful with a pinch of authority and knowledge.]
Water can embody the flow of life. A nude state of being indicates vulnerability or the need for humility. There are plenty of ways to explore a tale without outing one's self as a sociopath.
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You're the expert on this topic, and I agree with what you said.
[ No buts, sometimes new perspectives and a fresh voice helps think of things differently and she's always open to that. ]
When you first arrived, what did you think? I'm only curious because coincidentally, I was drowning at the time I arrived. For weeks, I thought I might actually be dead.
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Honestly? I imagined I'd banged my head.
[He shakes it instead. He knows what she means, what answer she seeks. What answers she might possess to that interesting point she raised.]
Once the initial shock wore off, I found myself a fish out of water: a man thrown back to a bygone age. Now there's something we have in common.
[One simply doesn't outright ask what it's like to drown.]
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And you have the advantage of knowing a future beyond my own, no matter which time I claim. It was only a few weeks after Neil Armstrong walked on the moon that I traveled to the past a second time. For all I know, Mars is colonized in the year you've come from.
[ She wouldn't be surprised given how much she's learned from other people either about their own worlds or a future on her own she can't wrap her mind around. ]
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[He shrugs.]
Not that I can complain. Those petty squabbles keep me in business, after all.
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Do you know, some things never seem to change.
[ Her laughter tapers off a bit and she has to give him a point there. ]
You and I might have some of the best job security around. Although, perhaps not in this world when it comes to me. I've seen people heal others with a simple touch. That makes me a bit antiquated.
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Does it? Some patients prefer homeopathy. At least the "antiquated" treatment you offer has a medical basis.
[Because magic, you know, doesn't.]
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You're right, although even I might suggest magical assistance for critical injuries. Even if it's only to conjure something I might need to take care of another. The two could work side-by-side, at least on this star.
[ She isn't opposed to that, just as she wouldn't be opposed to homeopathy and traditional medicine working together. ]
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