in spite of death

asclepius (caster) of fate/go

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negasummon‌:

“Physician.” Tempting though it is to ignore his offer and stand, a horrid sense of offness nagged at him, forcing him low. So, Goetia took the seat and slid downwards, the most inglorious look for someone who once bore the false title of grand. “What nonsense. This body hasn’t caught an illness in over a thousand years. That it should now is sheer foolishness.” Then a thump: the sound of Goetia leaning his head against the desk. “… But perhaps you’ve a point.”

“Spare me the life story and give me your symptoms.“ Not losing a moment, he reached for a ballpoint pen and clipboard with fill-out form on the table. Vigilant eyes observe the breath of the fallen Beast, the movement of his eyes, the involuntary twitches. No matter how minute, everything in his view amounted to important details. “You’re not what you used to be, so better get used to foolishness and talk.”

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Dropping Asclepius of Fate/GO, he was housed in Cotes 238

Dropped!

~ ⋆ Bellatrix

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righcuthach‌:

     “The things you just said were so crazy that I couldn’t forget it even if I tried. I really wish I could just ignore you.” Unfortunately, that was as probable as disregarding the Nurse of Steel’s passionate diagnoses––because, even if only to a slight degree, he couldn’t say there was zero logic behind this guy’s preachings. Faint traces of distaste and inconvenience slipped through a small crack in his otherwise cold demeanor. 

     “You want to see me injured.” This was the part that made the least amount of sense. “Am I supposed to be a lab rat.”

That’s why he preferred Berserkers like Heracles, the physician thought to himself while drawing a sharp inhale. Nightingale had described this particular Alter-Servant as easy to deal with and it completely eluded him why. “For thinking I spout the crazy, you’re the one putting words into my mouth. My patients aren’t lab rats.“ Eager as he was to see something new, he wouldn’t ever send them specifically off to suffer. Lab rat. Quite the word. He had to click his tongue. 

“Maybe your issue is with the terminology? Would you prefer it if I called you a weapon and myself the smith? I don’t see the problem, only mutual benefit. After all you don’t strike me as the type to avoid battles, so it’s inevitable.“

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anglerfishnabe‌:

“ ….these? “

Fingers tap other cheek. It’s been a while - almost makes him nostalgic. Haha.

“ Some of the military surgeons I guess. If they gave me a name I’ve forgotten it. “

“  It got fixed so what does it matter? “

“If they’re swearing on my name, they shouldn’t be doing shoddy work, field medic or not.“ His eyes are still on the scars at the center of this topic while he answers. “Hasty treatment only gets humans into more trouble in the long run. If you’re with a military, you should’ve heard of stories of malpractice.“

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onikind‌:

鬼 Sake tickled the oni’s lips as the doctor prattled on. Flattery, query, insensitivity. This man was an interesting one, wasn’t he? “Hmhm… So there were records about that wound, were there?” How unfortunate that those existed, and that Master had spoken to her hand in them. Were that the case, it was simply miraculous that she hadn’t been approached about them previously.

“Prying into the secrets of a woman you’ve only just met? How crude. But if there were records, there should have been a note about their necessity, yes?” Largely that she’d gouged her Master to correct their broken Magic Circuits despite being the enemy. “But from my perspective that was all but an ephemeral dream, an event I was both a part of and not at the same time. I suppose my affections for that child got the better of me.”

“Women’s secrets with a doctor? Is this some kind of joke?“ If so or not, it met a shrug. “Whatever. The notes on it were spares, as was the staff in the medical bay. What you describe as dream-like may be part of the reason why.“  

“For you it was an event... for me, it’s a lot of work to find out so it doesn’t happen again with any other Servant. Nightingale isn’t the type to pay attention to documentation.“ That only left Paracelsus and Sanson’s notes to work with. “Notes and medical history on the master were by far more meticulous before 2017... well, you’re not going to spill then what it is that you did exactly?“

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valiantcharge‌:

“I would expect I do. And would you be someone who resembles a bounty hunter?” 

Azrael looms over the other, judging and expectant. He wants a fight, and a wanted poster is bait he’s more than happy to have out in the waters. 

That’s a guess that made him laugh. “Nonsense. I’m a doctor, not a hitman. Of course it’s part of my job to investigate the reason for my patient’s lack of health.” A sleeve swayed at Azrael. “And that’s you? Now I’m torn. I dislike unnecessary violence, but if it’s really you, you served me wounds I’ve never seen before and that’s always a boon to medical progress. ”

“You didn’t use a weapon at all. All blunt trauma.“

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@gallowsbough

“You look distraught. Did something happen?“

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@noircbbon

“Huh. It’s been some time since I’ve seen ears like those. Were you cursed by the gods?“

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@valiantcharge

“Interesting. You bear a fascinating semblance to a man on the Wanted flyers around here. “

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@anglerfishnabe

“You got some interesting scars there, but the stitch-marks tell me this was an amateur’s doing. Who was your medic?”

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@bashfullygreen

“Can you give me directions? To a quiet place. I don’t care if it’s a library or a bar. I need somewhere to study in peace.”

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I flubbed my last ad, so like for a starter? 

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saveshifter‌:

“I will call from now on,” Gudako affirmed with a nod. Her gratitude continued with the smile as he admitted he didn’t work with humans.  That was a surprise, but didn’t that didn’t break her smile. It just held tighter on her face until Caster turned away again.  She glanced at her finger–  Not something you wanted to hear from any doctor!– then rose from her seat. If it bettered his understanding in the end to help the others too, she trusted he’d do his best. “Thank you.”

“ I was given the ability to heal things too, but nothing like this.” She paused, thoughtful. “ I wonder if you’ve heard of anyone using a book to heal things? Hold on.” She’d give him no time to decide. The mage stepped out of the room for just a moment,  and came back with what looked like an ordinary old book. “ I’m still trying to figure out how best to do it without having to rip out the pages. I don’t think any human made it; the pages replenish everyday. Did you have anything like this before? A magic book?”

“Book...“ Since she dashed out, he ended up muttering that to himself. In the meantime of waiting for her, Asclepius shifted into his seat. By the time she returned, he sat like she was next for an appointment with him. Verdant circles  fall on the object of their topic. He turns up a palm so she’d hand him the notebook for closer inspection.

As soon as he held it, he turned quick through the pages. All of them were empty. “This is a real nonsense item. It’s almost like the gods made it.” He handed it back to her. “I didn’t have anything like that. But it’s not like we didn’t have magic to heal. It’s just different and impractical.” 

This was a good opportunity to explain the difference. “As my patron you should know that back then only those blessed by the gods could perform magic, including healing with it. But there’s limits do what magic can do. You could regrow an organ, but it’d take a decade worth of energy and depend on the state of the body and whether it didn’t get damaged further in the meantime. That damage could be irreparable. That’s why medical progress is important. If you use that book, I imagine you’re only removing the surface symptoms. It’s still up to the body to recover.” 

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onikind‌:

鬼 “I suppose that’s a fair assessment. When I left Chaldea for this place it was following… QIN? Master had eliminated the third Lostbelt.” Yet to visit one herself, she’d heard plenty about them thanks to other Servants that had. Unless she was called upon she wouldn’t visit one all willy-nilly. “I suppose this means you’ve arrived after that.”

“I see, I see. Ufufu… The Cotes ward reminds me more of my homeland, but a wandering oni such as myself goes wherever there is festivity.” Preference outside of what pleased her was more or less an irrelevant concept. Head tilted to the side, she turned it to observe the doctor a little more keenly. “Assassin. Shuten-Douji. Your name is?”

“The infamous bone-eater in person? It’s a pleasure to meet you. I am Caster, Asclepius.“ The physician draped his arms over his knees, pulling one closer to his person. “I remember reading something about you in passing, concerning the master’s medical records from before I became part of the staff.“ The exact details escape him, but his eyes light up with intrigue. For a moment he forgets about the background noise he complained about and the festivities and focuses completely on the Assassin-class.

“Sub-Singularity Shimosa. Do you recall what wounds you inflicted on them? The effects were curious according to what I read so I wouldn’t mind hearing about that from yourself.“

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@negasummon

“We meet again, ‘Grand Caster.’“ The title drops without weight and the lesser Caster gives it little thought or respect. Instead he offers a gesture with his sleeve to a nearby chair. “Have a seat? You look sick.“