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[alcheregis]

hello my dearhearts!
"One for sorrow, two for joy, three for a girl, four for a boy.
Five for silver, six for gold, seven for a secret never to be told!"

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[alcheregis]

[ Haen had also initially questioned the cost of the programs as well, but had been assured it wasn't that out of line with other similar sites. ]

I'm sure they'll appreciate your reassurance, you do have a way with people!

Martina is taking to the treatments very well, she's nearly ready to be cleared. Amber's still got some chemical hangers-on that I'm working on, but she was a heavier user than Martina to begin with. Optimistically I'd say sometime next week.

[ Treating addictions is more complicated than making genetic changes, Haen has learned. For one thing, it's a lot slower... and she has to respect the pace at which people are fixing themselves rather than fixing them proactively, and that's been hard for her.. ]

... Is everything all right, dear? You sound like your mind is elsewhere.

[heisenbitch]

[ Jesse chews his lip while listening. The details might be vague, but they're enough to make his mind dredge up a brief but vivid memory of rehab. Sitting in those green robes, numb inside, emptied out both mentally and emotionally from both intense drug abuse and guilt-filled grief.

At least he'll know exactly how to handle these girls. How to empathise with them. How to talk to them. He knows first-hand what addiction is like, what getting clean is like.

Her question tugs him out of his reverie. ]

—Huh? Oh. [ She can't see it, but his hand has reached up to the back of his neck, giving it an anxious rubbing squeeze. A nervous habit of his when he's uneasy. ] Yeah, um. Just— Got a few things on my mind, is all.

[ He tries to make that sound breezy. No big deal. Swiftly moving on: ]

Actually. Reason I'm calling you, though. There's gonna be a bit of a change. Like. In terms of how I do stuff. [ "Do stuff." Better explain it better than that, Pinkman. But, god, it sounds so weird to say this: ] ...Heal people.

[alcheregis]

Mm, well! I know you prefer to keep to yourself, but my offers stands if you ever want to talk.

[ She'll let that part go, for now. He isn't doing anything terribly worrisome, she just is used to him sounding less jittery. ]

Change can be good! Well, let's face it dear, change is the essential hallmark of a genessi, so it's not as though I'm one to find it unlikable.

What sort of changes in your healing?

[ She sounds curious, not suspicious. ]

[heisenbitch]

Like. [ JESSE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW HOW HE USED TO HEAL. ] The, uh, the method.

[alcheregis]

[ Haen laughs a little. ]

That's fine dear, you can choose to apply it however you see fit. Is there something different you need me to be doing?

[heisenbitch]

No, I mean. There's. Probably gonna have to be a slight change in protocol. With regards to me doing the whole— healing side of things.

[alcheregis]

Hmm-hmm, you're making this sound like a riddle! Am I supposed to guess the change? I suppose that could be fun... but you really aren't sounding like yourself. Is everything all right?

[heisenbitch]

It's just. A bit weird to talk about, is all.

[ To Jesse, it's weird, anyway. Really fucking weird. Like, brand new "what the actual fuck is happening" weird. ]

[alcheregis]

[ Haen's not quite sure what to make of Jesse continuing to dance around the subject; she's never known him to be evasive like this. ]

Would it be easier to tell me in person?

[heisenbitch]

[ Pause. Is it going to be any easier in person? No. Probably not. Jesse works his jaw in deliberation. Just cut to the chase. ]

Just not sure how many clients're gonna like a random guy kissing them to make 'em feel better. 'Caaause... I gotta kiss 'em. To heal them.

[ God, that's... a really bizarre and humiliating thing to have to say out loud. ]

[alcheregis]

I hardly think you're random, dear, you're one of the best known imPorts around, have you checked the numbers on your fan groups lately? Besides, it's not as though the people checking into Miracle Springs are oblivious to whose care they're going under, good guanines I'm sure at least half of them are there because of whose care.

[ Give her a moment. Then: ]

... yes, that would be a new method!

[ She already knows that Jesse's healing ability is a Porter-gifted power as opposed to one he arrived with naturally, so she's mulling that information over, particularly in light of Jesse's phrasing of 'gotta'. ]

Why the sudden change, dear? Also, why is the Porter so fixated on making people kiss each other to get things to work properly? It startled me too when I learned it for mine.

[heisenbitch]

[ Ah, jeez. This isn't gonna work. Jesse rubs a hand into his eyes for a moment. Just— go with your gut instinct, Pinkman, that this girl will help you if you're just honest with her. ]

Okay. [ Said with relenting hesitance. Then, conceding outright: ] Look. Okay, look, I got something I need to talk to you about. About— the sudden change, and... other stuff. Rather do it in person, 'cause... I'm gonna need your help. Free this afternoon?

[alcheregis]

Yes, of course.

[ See, that was easy. ]

Would you like me to meet you somewhere?

[heisenbitch]

Um. [ ...Probably easier than trying to find this Miracle Springs place. Quicker, definitely, seeing he has no idea where anything is in this strange new world. ] Nonah too far?

[alcheregis]

[ warmly: ] Never, dear. I'll see you later then?

[heisenbitch]

[ Jesse gives the address of his government issued house in Nonah. Not where he's actually living, but a set address he at least knows she could find him at. There is, at last, slight relief in his voice. ]

Be here all afternoon, yo, so... no rush. Get here whenever you can.