undergrounds | The situation is grave [Open]

A: Faust's clinic, Lambeth:

Patients that had other options did not visit Dr. Faust. His bedside manner was impeccable during the day, of course, and his medical knowledge was near-encyclopedic. But often he looked as though he had not slept in days and there was a strange, distant component to his manner that had been present ever since the loss of his wife some years ago. And his touch, even to ordinary patients not overly sensitive to the supernatural, made the flesh crawl in inexplicable fashion.

But of course there were many patients that did not have other options. Faust opened the door to the waiting room, peeking his head through with a mildly encouraging smile. "Next?"

B: Night visits

Faust was out at the graveyard, peering down into a freshly-dug grave in the Earth. Empty, as of yet, but he preferred bodies that had had time to... settle. He looked over his shoulder at the skeleton trailing behind him. It was carrying a shovel and spade.

"Over on the east side, if you please."

Time to do a little grave robbing.

Wildcard:
Feel free to make up your own! Faust's been in London for a few years and hands out business cards for his clinic on occasion, so your character may have heard of him by reputation :).

Threaded | Flat

Please do not mind the very distressed ghost of an elderly woman peering from behind the tombstone; Clara watches the duo go dangerously close to a patch of tombstones that she cares for personally, her eyes so very wide.

Not her family's plot, thank goodness, but she stills feel worry for the poor patch so she moves closer to get a better look and--

--Wait. Is that a shovel and a spade in the skeleton's grasp?!

"Excuse me!" Emboldened now, she rushes forward to try and stop the two from whatever on earth they're trying to do because whatever they're trying to do is something she's going to try and stop them from doing. "Can you hear me? Of course they can. Please stop!"

"Goodness, now this is interesting," Balem said, peering curiously at the skeleton.

He didn't seem afraid or disgusted or anything that one might expect, but he is curious. Although Balem looked human enough, in the dark of night the starlight glinted off his eyes and made them shine, almost like a cat's.

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