( closed ) oh, injury

[periastron]

WHO: Alex, James, Six
WHAT: Dead of Knight assignment
WHEN: harvestmere!!! sometime that is gently flexy to work around everyone's assignments, ayyyy
WHERE: Churneau, Orlais
NOTES: autopsy/gore/death, violence, general disaster.

Alexandra is standing in front of a body, laid out on a table in the cold cellar. Even securing the chance to conduct an autopsy had been a battle, one only won because old mate Templar had vouched for it. Seemed like he had to take a lot on faith, doing that, and she hopes to Christ she manages to get something to show for it. Their being here, doing this investigation, seemed to be setting people on edge. She swallows uncomfortably. Biomed, the study of human anatomy, and the aspiration of going to medical school before opting for veterinary science felt a long, long way away.

Just as well the others were searching rooms and getting into looking around, and had been alright with leaving her to do this alone. She wasn't sure she'd be able to do it with someone watching, autopsy on a person. Surgery, that was one thing, the person was living (or, in her case, the animal was living), and even when she'd needed to do autopsies on pets, that was something she was familiar with. This was to do with murder, and trying to keep an army stable during a war. No fucking pressure, or anything.

The room is silent, she's done the best she can to ensure hygiene in less than ideal conditions, and checks the gloves and the mask over her mouth for the umpteenth time as she looks down at the naked body of Dame Ines, and sets a hand on her shoulder. "Hey," Alex starts, voice quiet. "I'm really sorry about whatever happened to you, and I'm really sorry I've gotta do this. I understand it ain't... it ain't really something Andrastians are down with. I wanna find out who did this to you, but. I'm gonna do the best I can."

A little nod, determined, and she exhales slowly as she picks up the scalpel, and starts with the first incision.

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Meanwhile ...

[judgemewhole]

James had staked a lot of his reputation on Alex being able to find something with her 'autopsy', something more than 'well she just keeled over from plague'. His being a Templar, making sure they knew that the body would be taken care of properly and was only being looked at for 'ill humors that would interfere with the consecration of the Maker', was the only thing that got Alex in that tent. To distract the troops, James and Six headed off to be - well - inquisitive for the Inquisition.

Right now, James was being as soothing as he could be, when he asked to see the cook's tent, as she was the only one not available for immediate questioning. Which was ... odd.