video ; action (on the wonderduck)

[grounds]

Who: Octavia Blake
Broadcast: Everyone
Action: Wonderduck
When: Afternoon of the 21st

[It's been a few days since she went unconscious for no good reason, but when she wakes up, Octavia has no real grasp on the concept of time thanks to a three month trip back home. Somehow.

The process goes from slow to alarmingly fast quicker than she could draw her sword. She shoots up in bed, not realizing she's in the med bay on her ship, eyes darting around like a cornered animal.]

Lincoln?! [Of course her comm is on the table beside the bed recording every moment.

Octavia all but leaps off the cot, blanket falling away to reveal a new tattoo on her arm going part way up her neck. It only takes a moment for the blood to rush to her head, forcing her to sit back down with more force than she cares for. She places a hand to her head as all of it-- the fleet and home-- come rushing back.]

Dammit! [She lashes out, she needs to, kicking at the table beside her, giving the broadcast a shaky view before it settles to show her sitting on the bed with her head in her hands. Now she knows it's on.]

Dammit. How long was I out?

Comments

[grounds]

No, but if this crap becomes a regular occurrence, someone should probably start.

[feathery]

Make Isaac do it.

[grounds]

You make him do it.

[feathery]

He's more likely to listen to the previously coma'd party's booze supply concerns since you can actually drink the stuff.

[grounds]

Isn't there something captainy you can do? Like restrict his bathroom access or whatever?

video;

[frigidaire]

[ there's probably some static and then a sudden Isaac: ]

I hate you both.

video;

[grounds]

Hey, don't be mean to the girl who just came out of a coma. Not cool.

[So much sass.]

[frigidaire]

Yeah but you came out of it and you seem okay. Not my fault.

[ fight him. :< ]

[grounds]

And you seem pretty normal on first glance.

[gladly]

[frigidaire]

Too bad you don't.

[ :D ]

[grounds]

Never tried to be.

[Suck it.]

[frigidaire]

I can tell.

[ buuuuuurn. ]

[feathery]

im restricting your bathroom access until you get hopping on inventory
that shit is like four months overdue

[He is too lazy to accommodate Isaac's selected avenue of communication.]

[frigidaire]

Yeah you don't count, bird captain. I'm on security, anyway.

[feathery]

security doesnt preclude you from doing inventory
we all got to pull our weight around here and youre the security surplus in these conflictless times

video - text;

[frigidaire]

[ he can't react intelligently when he's on video, that and it's just easier to text this asshole instead. ]

and you're the not-captaining surplus so
sounds like you finally have a job oh captain my captain.

[feathery]

[Truly, the Sassening has begun.]

inventory isnt written anywhere in the captaining record
i just dropped newt off in your room btw

[frigidaire]

don't worry i'll find him and let him chew on some the dead things in your room.
he likes chew toys.

i hate you more by the way.

[feathery]

sure you do
but go ahead
ill let him stash the dead things in your room for you to find when they drop in the middle of the night like a rotting facehugger ready to deep throat your face
we all know hes fond of that

[frigidaire]

you know there are counseling people on these ships
for all of your weird and creepy bird threats right
something wrong with you

[feathery]

that wasnt a threat
that was an immutable fact of newts fox nature

[frigidaire]

still sounds like a threat.
you can keep your dead things.
no joke there are counselors.
the might run screaming when they meet you but hey
you tried. gold star.

[feathery]

I guess I could set the bathroom door to autolock if he tries to open it. Or that might be more of an engineering thing.

[grounds]

Hey, either works, right?

[feathery]

Yeah, I could get Blake on it. I mean if she feels like it, anyway.

And if nothing else, I can put Newt on harassment duty.

[Newtonfox is always on harassment duty.]