The place was a warehouse at some point. Or a workshop, maybe. A drone hive? Who knows. But right now it's a hangout, and a party spot. The music is bone-rattlingly loud bass thumping with distorted voices and screeching guitar over the top. It smells like spilled booze and sweat and smoke. People are making out or passed out on the ratty couches, and the catwalk overhead creaks ominously as those atop it stomp in time. Strobe lights and lasers play over the shouting punk crowd, and a woman with a metal jaw and elaborate goth outfit is using black spray paint to cover the graffiti-covered walls and floor with vaguely demonic words and symbols- Satan, sacrifice, pentagrams, summoning, circles, devil heads, and more.
"Nothing, wondering if you want some help around here but it doesn't look too busy. I have training but not the credentials the hospital wants yet."
She huffs.
"It's never busy until it is. Also, most people don't want to get things checked until they're much worse than they would have been otherwise. Nice to meet you, I'm Emma. I'm not even a nurse, I just have first aid training and self-help books, so... Cleaning and bandages and splints and detox shots and telling people they really ought to get to Saint Joe's."
"Not especially unless you have questions I can answer, just wondering if you needed anything. I could probably hook you up with any supplies you're low on, f'rinstance."
"Mostly not in English. I don't know what you're short on, do you need ibuprofen, surgical glue, antibiotics, sharps, what are we missing here?"
"Medchem kits, nice and robust and modular, I'm really starting to get the hang of 'em. Sterile everythings. Dermal glue and surgical tape? Nanite shots. Like I said, kind of anything except weird drugs I don't know what to use for. Cododecamol, not Ibuprofen, and not co-codomol either. Cododecamol. What is this the 30s? Codeine or tramadol for hard cases, though if you're going that far I also need a sturdy safe for them. I'd get the hard-heads to bolt it down and everything."
"I think ibuprofen is underrated, especially compared to codeine, but I'll see what I can do." Conveniently his computer doesn't seem to stick out very much here.
"Cododecamol acts faster so people don't take too much, and it has fewer side effects."
Nah, it doesn't stick out. Mental control is relatively fancy shit and most people are using touchscreens, but enough people have mentally controlled doodads that it seems to be parsed as 'fancy' not 'outlandish'.
"I think we come from really different backgrounds of practice and I don't know what will be impressive! I've been told I'm particularly good at open heart surgery but you do not seem to have anyone who needs it here right now."
"I didn't think so, yeah. So let's go with bribery. I'll see you later."
"That's the idea, yup."
Off he strolls. Can he find a good place to duck out of sight and come out with a dolly covered in boxen?
Parking garage is good, especially if it has an uncamera'd elevator he can get into alone.
With a little fiddling in his pocket, yes! He chooses an elevator with neither people nor a functioning camera and strolls into it.