mem-loss AU w/icywhatudidthere

[diagnosticate]

She should've known that something was up tonight. The air felt different, or something. Not that Mina wasn't used to dealing with unusual situations, what with being what she was and her current line of work.

Anyway -

The call came through pretty quickly, and she's already moved ahead of the others as they arrive at the scene. It's not horrible, per say, but it's still something that they needed to look into. Thankfully it's dark enough currently that people don't seem to notice how unusual her movements are until she reaches someone in the wreckage. One hand is trying to prop them up a little while the other reaches for her radio:

"Looks like I've got someone in here, mid-20's, male. Some scrapes and bumps, not sure if there's any brain trauma." She tucks it back into the holster at her hip while she gently tries to check vital signs - "Pulse is normal, going to do a quick diagnostics check." Luckily, she's had enough practice over the years that it's more like a quick jab of a needle than anything when her fangs pierce his wrist, taking a quick sip before immediately licking the wound to close it and wrapping it up in bandages. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary at first, but there was a distinct aftertaste that has her staring down at the man in her arms.

"Shit..."

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[icywhatudidthere]

He felt the small prick, although not in any mindset to respond to it at that particular moment. Snow doesn't really have any idea of what happened, if he were quite honest. He lay there unresponsive for a little while longer while he tried to get his thoughts together and possibly make his head stop spinning. The most concerning thing right now wasn't the random aches and pains he felt through his body or the fact that he had been in some kind of...accident? Just judging by the things he could hear being said by the person who was with him.

No, the most concerning thing right now was this frightening blank that he was drawing when he was trying to remember...well, anything. What had happened. Why he was here. Who he was? He had some vague recollection that he was supposed to be a someone with some kind of memory or past, like he was trying to put his finger on something that wasn't quite there.

But at the very least, he managed to open his eyes. His vision was still blurry but at least he was able to make out a vague image of a person. It took a few moments for that image to sharpen into features he could see. There was a soft groan and then he reached out sharply to try and grab onto her. There was...something that he was doing here. What was it?

[diagnosticate]

"Hey, hey, don't move too quick, alright? I'm here to help." Mina's fangs have already retracted when she speaks again, making sure to keep him steady. "My name is Mina, I'm a paramedic. Can you tell me your name?"

He looked out of it at best, but beyond the weird aftertaste that she was still trying to parse out, there wasn't anything else wrong. At least as far as she could tell. Blood taste diagnostics are ... spotty at best, admittedly. As helpful as it could be, there are still many things that she can't figure out through it.

[icywhatudidthere]

Hearing a voice that was in control was calming at least. Someone had to know what was going on in this situation. Snow groaned a little from the pain, but moreso from the confusion of the situation as he ignored her suggestion and pushed himself up into a sitting position. As his hand started to slip along the ground, a small circle of ice bloomed around his fingers as a reflex to grip onto the ground and give him the final amount of leverage that he needed. Once he was in a sitting position, he lifted that same hand off the ground, ice quickly turning into water.

Snow stares towards that hand in confusion, not realizing what had happened but more curious as to why his hand and the ground was wet when there didn't appear to be a reason for that to happen. "I...don't know." He frowned, trying to will himself to remember at least that much. Everyone should know their name.

[diagnosticate]

She's not surprised that he's trying to get up quickly, but Mina does purse her lips in annoyance when the expected dizziness kicks in all the same. The confusion makes sense after everything, and especially when he seems to not remember his own name. She huffs out a sigh before reaching for her radio again, the other hand digging for a small flashlight.

"Patient's conscious - but there might be some head trauma. Might be best to get a stretcher."

She pockets it again, her gaze flicking down to the wet patch of ground next to him. Well, at least that narrowed down the possible powers that were there that she was able to pick out from that initial check. "Is there anything you remember about earlier, why you were here?"

[icywhatudidthere]

He shakes his head a little in response to that, flicking his hand to dry it now. Although that movement also causes a small amount of nausea which makes him frown. He takes a deep breath and tries harder to think about what could possibly be the reasons for him to be out here. Wherever here was. He has a quick look around, nothing in particular catching his gaze. "Just that there was something important."

A part of his research that could help him get rid of these horrible powers he didn't know he has. If he could just remember that bit of information, then everything else might have cleared up for him. But for now, he remained clueless.

"Whatever it is, I just need to find it." And he's going to try and get up again. There was no point in sitting here and just not knowing who he was. He'll just figure it out as he goes. "Thanks for helping me. I can figure it out from here."

[diagnosticate]

Well, that's just great. A stubborn one. Mina immediately grabs onto his collar with her free hand, frowning - which may or may not be supplemented by vampire strength.

"Oh, no no no. No - you're not taking off until we get you cleared. You've obviously hat at least some kind of concussion or something that's messed with your memories. I can't let you leave in good conscience like this."

[icywhatudidthere]

Either she was very strong or he was very week and he was going to go with the idea that he was just weak. For now. He watches her with a bleary gaze and has a little sigh before he gives in. Really, how far would he get anyway? As he sat there, unsure of what he was going to do next, some of the smaller wounds on his arms had a small ice covering slowly grow over. It didn't heal him in any way, but at least would assist with stopping any bleeding until his body was able to clot itself and start the natural healing process.

Not that he knew this was going on. And by the time he would look down over himself again, the ice would have slowly allowed itself to melt away. "I just need to figure out where home is. I'm sure I'll be okay." Go home, find someone to tell him who he was. That's the start of a good plan.

[diagnosticate]

She didn't like having to potentially manhandle someone who was already hurt, but it apparently was necessary to keep them from hurting themselves further, in this case. While she doesn't necessarily feel the cold so much (her own body temperature being low as it was considering vampire), the ice on the other's arms has her at attention immediately, though it melts again within a few seconds. Temporary memory loss on top of having powers ... this could get messy. She exhales slowly (more for show than anything) before speaking again, her voice more steady and soothing:

"Then we need to get you somewhere safe, at least. Your memories might come back to you with some time, but we need to make sure you're okay otherwise. You got roughed up pretty badly."