Kiku led me to the apothecary's quarters to get my wounds taken care of. He knocked on the door loudly.
"Matthew, open up!" he commanded.
"One minute!" a quiet, feminine voice called out. the door opened a crack. "What eh? I was in the middle of studying!" Matthew had long wavy blond hair with a weird curly loop thing and violet eyes. He wore round thick glasses perched on the end of his nose.
"Feliciano here needs use of your medical magic."
"A new servant?"
"No. A new Jack." there was an immediate profound silence in both the hallway and the doorway.
"Bring him in then." the door opened fully, allowing me to see an unusual scene. there were a few cots in a row with a large cabinet labeled 'natural'. there was another one labeled 'synthetic'. the most disturbing sight of all, however, was a metal table with leather straps attached to it and a moving tray. the sight made me feel ill for some strange reason. Less unsettling there was a scale and height chart. "While you're here I might as well calculate your BMI." he gestured to the scale and height chart.
A/N: i never thought I'd say this but: god bless PE
"After you dress his wounds." Kiku scolded
"Yes after that" he agreed "Alright off with the shirt." Carefully, so I moved my shoulders as little as possible, I peeled off my shirt. Suddenly I felt self conscious. I had after all, been in the care of slave traders for awhile now. "Mon Deiu! I can see your ribs!" Matthew exclaimed.
"Don't worry, with the way I eat I should bounce back quickly." I replied soothing his fears.
"Alright then. Now I'm going to unwrap your torso, which might hurt a little." he warned. Slowly he unwrapped the hastily tied bandages which, did indeed hurt a bit causing me to grimace in pain.
"Ouch." I grumbled through gritted teeth. "Ow Ow Owwww O Dio that hurts."
"Well Feliciano it appears I can handle it. However a few more days and it would have been trouble. As in a serious infection trouble." I winced more as he applied a on of paste to my shoulders and back."Okay you're in the clear with your shoulder. Now, scale." I stepped onto the scale."Seventy-two pounds." he announced."Height" I stepped over and pressed my back flush with the wall." 5 feet 8 inches. You're terribly underweight Feliciano."
"I told you I'll be eating every chance I get."
"Kiku I suggest you take our new friend to the baths."
"the baths?"
"Mon Deiu, you haven't lived until you've had a bath the way the Hearts do!" an accented voice cried out from the window.
"Francis it's dangerous for you to be here!" Kiku exclaimed. Francis's hair was wavy and golden. His eyes were violet but very vibrant.
"But I couldn't stay away ma chere." he replied.
"Excuse me." a strong, masculine voice that made my knees turn to jelly called from the other side of the closed door. "Matthew have you seen Kiku?"
"N-no S-sire!" Matthew stuttered. Kiku opened a door which he and Francis left through.
"Alright then I'm coming in." who ever it was said. the door opened as soon as the passage closed.
Okay I forgot to mention liore is a form of money