9/27; general eye trauma warning

[eyestitch]

Nui Harime shared a video. 9/27

[It's definitely a video, but the camera appears to be filming...nothing? At best, it's pointed at a table, so most of the lens is obscured in darkness. Every so often in moves, revealing a small sliver of light and what appears to be some kind of spilled glass and drink is strewn across the floor.

Nui's voice, however, is clearly audible. No picture is needed for that. Also she is screeching, with increasing volume and emotion by the second.]

I'm blind I'm blind I'm blind I'm bliind I'm bliiiiIIIIIND I'm blind I'm blind I'M BLIND I'M BLIND I'M BLIND I'M BLIND IIII'M BLIND I'M BLIND I'M BLIND I'MBLINDI'MBLINDI'MBLIND IMBLINDIMBLINDIMBLINDIMBLIND IMBLINDIMBLINDIMBLINDIMBLINDIMBLIND!

[Heavy breathing for a few seconds.]

YOU BASTARDS I'LL RIP YOUR FERMENTED GUTS OUT UNTIL YOU DIE! FUUUUCK YOU, I'M BLIND I'M BLIND I'M BLIND I'M BLIND I'M BLIND I'MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM BLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIND--

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[erythristic]

Dr. Grell Sutcliffe, yes. If we can sit down somewhere near a light, I can begin examining you.

[if she's that distressed, best to not waste time. she has her bag with her, so she shouldn't need anything else. the condition of Nui's face is noted - crying? or did something else happen, she wonders.]

[eyestitch]

Yeah. [She sniffles--definitely crying, unless the loss of her eye happens to coincide with some kind of hayfever.] Let's go into the bathroom.

[The light's the least diluted in there, anyway. Though the place is littered with cosmetics and luxe things, the bathroom space is mostly tidy, and Grell will find plenty of room to put her things down.]

Are you really a doctor? Like, in this lifetime?

[erythristic]

A fully certified medical examiner for the city of Recolle.

[she sets the bag down, and tries to offer a reassuring smile.]

Meaning that when it comes to strange happenings, mysterious injuries, and other things along that line, I'm trained to figure out what caused it, in addition to taking care of general things. Given how your injury's healed, I can likely tell you how it was removed in your past life and what sort of treatment you received for it after the fact.

[eyestitch]

[Don't medical examiners usually deal with dead bodies? There's a brief skeptical look that passes over Nui's face; her trepidation about possible corpse-handling is probably palpable.]

Sure...okay. I guess that'll be good to know even if I don't care about her.

[After a long pause and a few false starts, Nui finally lowers her hand from her eye. Or where it was. The eye is definitely totally gone, a vertical laceration having gone straight through it and a fair part of the skin surrounding it. It looks like it might have been stitched up to heal or something similar.]

[erythristic]

[the look on Grell's face is completely neutral - no one has of yet complained about her corpse dealings. if Nui wants to raise objections, she'll direct her to make an appointment with another. but she gets what she's after, and the calm line of her mouth deepens into a little frown as she studies it in the light, reaching out to lightly touch and turn Nui's head this way and that. where Majima's had been messy and meant to hurt, this was precise.]

Cut through, is my hypothesis. Damaged severely enough that recovery or maintaining any remaining tissue was impossible. Most likely it was stitched up to heal, indicating that worrying about internal bleeding wasn't an issue, and at that point it was fixing your face and the eye socket. Never seen anything like this outside of fiction, though...whatever happened, either you were incredibly unlucky or someone was after you.

[she slips into you automatically, catching herself at the end.]

Her, I mean.