Post by MALFATTO on Nov 27, 2012 23:21:16 GMT -6
Username: malfatto
Canon: Malfatto
Why you want this character?: Because I enjoy creepy characters and my Malfatto muse needs somewhere to belong. Plus he generally works for himself, though is aligned with the Templars.
AUDITION: The masked Dottore stood next to his medical stand, gesturing his hands out to the passing civilians and tempting them into getting their monthly bleeding and getting the new type of syphilis shots that had recently been developed. A small boy and his older brother wandered up to the Dottore and he tipped his head down to stare down at them. The smaller boy had a nice cut on his left eyebrow, to which the doctor pointed toward. The older brother explained that his silly brother had been bumped into while going up some stairs and busted his head on the steps. The Dottore simply tsk'd beneath his mask and pulled out a small stool from beneath the medicinal table for the smaller boy to sit on.
The kid sat on the stool and the older one stood behind him and held his shoulders, trying to calm his brother. Malfatto turned away from them and pulled out a small cotton cloth which he then dipped in sterilizing vinegar. He applied it to the bloodied cut on the boy's brow, rubbing away the caked on blood and dirt as he winced and whimpered. The older brother rubbed his sibling's shoulders and mumbled that he would be alright, let the doctor do his job, and he seemed to calm down a little bit.
Once he was finished cleaning the wound he canted his head to the side and brought a gloved hand underneath the beak to rub there. "Do you wish for me to stitch it closed?" He looked down to the boys, who looked at each other a bit worriedly. The older brother pulled a handful of florins out of his money pouch, which would only be enough to cover the initial check up fee and not much more, and he shook his head. Malfatto stared down at the boys for a moment before taking the florins. He motioned for them to stay, turning away once more to pull out another cotton cloth and sterilized it in the vinegar once more. He pulls out a small vial of honey before rubbing a thumbful of it in the middle of the cloth before applying it to the boy's injury. He instructs him to keep it there until before he goes to bed, which he can then take it off and rinse it. He ushers them away with a happy "Grazie mille!" before he cleans up his stall and waits for his next "patient".[/size]
Canon: Malfatto
Why you want this character?: Because I enjoy creepy characters and my Malfatto muse needs somewhere to belong. Plus he generally works for himself, though is aligned with the Templars.
AUDITION: The masked Dottore stood next to his medical stand, gesturing his hands out to the passing civilians and tempting them into getting their monthly bleeding and getting the new type of syphilis shots that had recently been developed. A small boy and his older brother wandered up to the Dottore and he tipped his head down to stare down at them. The smaller boy had a nice cut on his left eyebrow, to which the doctor pointed toward. The older brother explained that his silly brother had been bumped into while going up some stairs and busted his head on the steps. The Dottore simply tsk'd beneath his mask and pulled out a small stool from beneath the medicinal table for the smaller boy to sit on.
The kid sat on the stool and the older one stood behind him and held his shoulders, trying to calm his brother. Malfatto turned away from them and pulled out a small cotton cloth which he then dipped in sterilizing vinegar. He applied it to the bloodied cut on the boy's brow, rubbing away the caked on blood and dirt as he winced and whimpered. The older brother rubbed his sibling's shoulders and mumbled that he would be alright, let the doctor do his job, and he seemed to calm down a little bit.
Once he was finished cleaning the wound he canted his head to the side and brought a gloved hand underneath the beak to rub there. "Do you wish for me to stitch it closed?" He looked down to the boys, who looked at each other a bit worriedly. The older brother pulled a handful of florins out of his money pouch, which would only be enough to cover the initial check up fee and not much more, and he shook his head. Malfatto stared down at the boys for a moment before taking the florins. He motioned for them to stay, turning away once more to pull out another cotton cloth and sterilized it in the vinegar once more. He pulls out a small vial of honey before rubbing a thumbful of it in the middle of the cloth before applying it to the boy's injury. He instructs him to keep it there until before he goes to bed, which he can then take it off and rinse it. He ushers them away with a happy "Grazie mille!" before he cleans up his stall and waits for his next "patient".[/size]
