PC: medbay where we keep our inside sauce

[tombtaker]

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[expiries]

[hi

by now he's in clean clothes again and he's mostly sticking close to throné and temenos. when he's not doing that, he's just kind of pacing restlessly around the room. thursdays are the enemy.]

[tombtaker]

[ smoking.


in the medbay. he's sitting with his feet up on one of the cots. there are injured people here sure but he got the seat first, so. ]

Sit down. You're making me antsy.

[expiries]

...Should you be smoking in here, Mr. Tavelle?

[does not sit down]

[inquired]

[ the real question is what are you smoking ]

[frotag]

[ i'm gonna say this happens at a slightly later point when ichiban wakes up before conking out again

he squints ]

Olé...

[expiries]

[i love him so much]

...I beg your pardon?

[naeddre]

[well, she's here, she's like, kind of healed. she's clean! she probably smells pretty good now and not like ichibits and fermented applesauce. she has a leg that is metal and it attaches to like... a port? there's a port where her real leg ends, and she has plugged in the metal leg to that port. yarr.

the body changes are minimal right now, but she does, in fact, have snake eyes. sorry.

oh and also she keeps scratching her arm violently. it's kind of red.]

[inquired]

[ :nyeh:

something fluffy drapes across her arm where she's scratching. the person attached to it is looking very pointedly the other direction. ]

[naeddre]

[GASP. furry.

she stops scratching, and hesitantly puts her hand... on the tail. pets...]

[tombtaker]

[ honestly the leg is great? can he be nosy and look at it. ]

[naeddre]

[yea sure, she lets him do whatever he wants with it. it probably looks pretty fucking sick? like this but without the heel. just a regular foot.]

[dropoffs]

[ Well, someone is here and albeit a bit breathless from wherever they were coming from before? But it's fine. There's a clear sound of concern and worry through the helmet's autotune as they approach her, just a bit fidgety. ]

Lady Throné.

[ Noooo, who allowed this to happen to heerr. 😭 ]

[naeddre]

[AW BUDDY!!

she looks up at them, and her expression softens a little.]

... Sorry, I didn't mean to worry you.

[expiries]

...Did something happen to your arm?

[concern]

[dropoffs]

[ when they're not participating in their nanite blood ritual (no), adrastea will settle down

nearby, ish. like a cat.

they're not doing anything of particular interest, just texting the other officers on their I.R.I.S. with a phone-sized keyboard in both hands. but they're keeping watch over the group through the holoscreen as their six fox tails flick slowly.

that's all ]

[inquired]

[ someone in this house has to be responsible and make responsible curfew decisions and its going to be me*

*last week is exempt


temenos is here! he's changed into comfy clothes, though his vestments are hanging up to dry somewhere in the room. he's brought down a couple extra pillows and blankets to the medbay, along with some water.

more importantly, he's stressed himself out enough today that the fun and funky body mod week made him a furry. that is to say he's got a big fluffy tail and a pair of fluffy looking ears and instead of hiding them he's just given up.

thursdays are the enemy. he's very chill and calm, reading the iris in the way you read a book where you have read the same page 25 times ]

[expiries]

[sitting next to him]

Anything new?

[dropoffs]

[ Awkward if you guys thought you were the only ones here...

Anyways, there's two familiar Senior Crew members of red and blue. Adrastea seems to have already been here, situated in the back of the room near the cots and pods. Whereas Metis arrives a bit belatedly and seeming in a bit of a rush? They will take a moment to check in with a few here before making their way to Adrastea.

Looks like they're up to something..? ]

[dropoffs]

[ Metis takes a moment to take off their helmet to set aside, though still seems to have a hood pulled over their head as they situate themselves in a seat. ]

I do not mind, Adrastea. I have watched Io do it a few times now so it'll be alright.

[ Their voice undisguised by the helmet is soft, warm, even as they move to start... extracting some blood from their left arm. OKAY SURE. ]

[tombtaker]

[ still just. hanging out on a cot. still smoking! ]

What the fuck are you doing.

[inquired]

[ unimpressed stare at adrastea in particular ]

[expiries]

Do you absolutely have to be doing this tonight.

[frotag]

[ snoring on a cot ]

[naeddre]

[... puts a blanket on him.]

[inquired]

[ brings him an extra pillow ]