i have the complexion of a sickly victorian child, the disposable income of a 10th century serf, and the fashion sense and eccentric personality of a professor of the arts in the 1920s who does a lot of cocaine
my favorite example of transferable skills in fiction regardless of how realistic it is are people who work with textiles (sewing, tailoring, etc.) being asked to help stitch a wound or perform surgery. oh you can mend a hole in a shirt? mend a hole in this guy then. it’s basically the same thing just with more blood and screaming.
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customer: wow, these stitches are so neat! where did you learn how to do this?
former mafia boss who abandoned the life of crime after realizing one day that he had a talent and passion for sewing: don’t worry about it
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