[Oh. That is. Huh. Is that a magnet stuck to their head.]
Can't say I've ever seen this in a patient ever... [he sighs, half to himself. Where does he even start with this?]
Here, let me-- [Yujin reaches up and manages to get his fingers under the thing, but it's slightly too magnetized to tug off easily. Sorry, Dante: this might hurt a little?] --o-oh, er, it's really quite stuck on, isn't it?
[they're used to having to take on a lot of pain, but they still don't like it, a sort of unhappy ring coming from them. that's like someone yanking their hair in addition to their entire skull being tugged on, the headache like something an old time ruler might feel to have their intensely heavy crowns pressing into their heads for hours.]
< Okay... >
[they walk to a seat, where they can prop up their head, trying to take some of the pressure off.]
His patient now seated, Yujin stands behind them, crossing his arms and pacing a singular loop around their chair. Yeah, that thing's on there, all right, and it's going to be an ordeal to yank it off-- if that's even possible.]
Is it at all possible to remove your prosthetic safely? That might make this simpler.
[He knows they said it was their head, but. Maybe something else is under there?]
Sorry. [he apologizes, only a little disconcerted,] I had to ask.
[Muttering to himself:] Now, if I try this... [aaaand now he's carefully reaching for the magnet again, attempting to slide it rather than tug it off. Potentially, he could slip it off, if he gets it nearer to the edge of their head?]
[it's a good idea! it still hurts! but Dante puts their hands on their knees and grips there, trying their best to endure without making concerning sounds.
it's definitely sliding, though. probably, if you slide it, then it could be pried off.]
this baby yujin icon is his #mood pretend he has a stache
[He's been a doctor long enough that he can spot Dante trying to conceal their pain. There's no telling how long the sliding will take, so. Perhaps. It's time for a new strategy.
Yujin steps back and returns to his desk, looking around... at last, he comes upon a simple file folder made of cardstock. He looks at the folder-- then at Dante-- then at the folder.]
I've got an idea.
[Now that there's a bit of leverage underneath the magnet, he starts wedging the folder under that, separating it from poor Dante's head. If this works, it'll be enough to get the thing off them; if it doesn't, congrats, they have a folder stuck to their head too now like it's being hung up on the fridge.]
[it's definitely reducing the impact, but it's not fully off. still, the right idea is there if Yujin can keep pushing forward. and Dante, taking a deep breath, manages to speak.]
< Use a clipboard or something...I won't scratch. >
[something that can allow true and proper leverage.]
[Clipboard it is. He slides the folder out from under the magnet, but not before wedging the clipboard into the thin space its absence creates. Carefully, he wiggles the board between Dante's head and the magnet...
and, with a noisy clatter, the magnet falls to the ground, freeing poor Dante at last!!]
Got it! [Before turning to Dante again, Yujin seizes the magnet off the floor and places it on the nearby desk. Like, really far from the edge, on the desk. He is not going to do this twice.]
[they're free, and they slump forward, ticking quietly - the very picture of someone catching their breath. carefully, they reach a hand up to loosen their tie - not to unbutton the shirt, but just to give a little more space.]
< Like one of the worst headaches I've ever had finally stopped. Thank you. >
[they're kind of exhausted after it, but asking to nap in here feels kind of weird and indulgent, when they have their own room not too far off. but being able to be exhausted after pain is still novel. it's passed, and they can feel shitty, and no one is going to make them move immediately.]
< ...Now on any medical forms I fill out, I can note an allergy to strong magnets. >
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Can't say I've ever seen this in a patient ever... [he sighs, half to himself. Where does he even start with this?]
Here, let me-- [Yujin reaches up and manages to get his fingers under the thing, but it's slightly too magnetized to tug off easily. Sorry, Dante: this might hurt a little?] --o-oh, er, it's really quite stuck on, isn't it?
I think you might need to sit down for this one.
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< Okay... >
[they walk to a seat, where they can prop up their head, trying to take some of the pressure off.]
pretend i didnt use two evers
His patient now seated, Yujin stands behind them, crossing his arms and pacing a singular loop around their chair. Yeah, that thing's on there, all right, and it's going to be an ordeal to yank it off-- if that's even possible.]
Is it at all possible to remove your prosthetic safely? That might make this simpler.
[He knows they said it was their head, but. Maybe something else is under there?]
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[unless you have the power to medically stabilize a guy without a head.]
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Sorry. [he apologizes, only a little disconcerted,] I had to ask.
[Muttering to himself:] Now, if I try this... [aaaand now he's carefully reaching for the magnet again, attempting to slide it rather than tug it off. Potentially, he could slip it off, if he gets it nearer to the edge of their head?]
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it's definitely sliding, though. probably, if you slide it, then it could be pried off.]
this baby yujin icon is his #mood pretend he has a stache
[He's been a doctor long enough that he can spot Dante trying to conceal their pain. There's no telling how long the sliding will take, so. Perhaps. It's time for a new strategy.
Yujin steps back and returns to his desk, looking around... at last, he comes upon a simple file folder made of cardstock. He looks at the folder-- then at Dante-- then at the folder.]
I've got an idea.
[Now that there's a bit of leverage underneath the magnet, he starts wedging the folder under that, separating it from poor Dante's head. If this works, it'll be enough to get the thing off them; if it doesn't, congrats, they have a folder stuck to their head too now like it's being hung up on the fridge.]
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< Use a clipboard or something...I won't scratch. >
[something that can allow true and proper leverage.]
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[Clipboard it is. He slides the folder out from under the magnet, but not before wedging the clipboard into the thin space its absence creates. Carefully, he wiggles the board between Dante's head and the magnet...
and, with a noisy clatter, the magnet falls to the ground, freeing poor Dante at last!!]
Got it! [Before turning to Dante again, Yujin seizes the magnet off the floor and places it on the nearby desk. Like, really far from the edge, on the desk. He is not going to do this twice.]
Did that help? How are you feeling?
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< Like one of the worst headaches I've ever had finally stopped. Thank you. >
[they're kind of exhausted after it, but asking to nap in here feels kind of weird and indulgent, when they have their own room not too far off. but being able to be exhausted after pain is still novel. it's passed, and they can feel shitty, and no one is going to make them move immediately.]
< ...Now on any medical forms I fill out, I can note an allergy to strong magnets. >
[stupid joke? yes. but it helps them process.]
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[What a relief. It isn't going on his list of specialties, but at least he knows how to handle this if it ever-- hopefully never-- happens again.
Lucky for Dante, Yujin's dad enough to be partial to a dumb joke or two.]
I'll add it to your file. [He shakes his head, smiling.] And do take care in the tech lab in the future.
[Maybe the crew should start putting the really crazy magnets away somewhere more secure...]
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[the medical care they're used to involves a lot of suck it up and keep moving before a mission like the one that's looming.]
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How... would you take a painkiller, Dante-san?
[DO THEY HAVE A MOUTH?]
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[and avoids the giant looming question in the room.]