first one to make that doctor who joke loses

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Who: Everyone! All of you!
Broadcast: Maybe!
Action: Definitely!
When: Anytime during the toxic moon event!

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[boy oh boy, isn't everyone just so excited to explore this... charming... place...?

this is a game-wide mingle and the timeframe isn't super-important, so throw in with whatever you want! play war games, go shopping for gas masks, get lost in the wilderness, hide up in the Iskaulit and refuse to set foot on the moon, anything goes.

here's the main event info post for reference! have fun!]

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[passingthrough]

You can take my bunk though. I'll see about finding you a mask.

[pneumo]

--Wait, seriously?? [ He really thought that was a long shot in the dark, holy. She's willing to let him sleep where she sleeps......?






Hot!mom he knew you loved him. ]

[passingthrough]

[He's so excited she suspects he misunderstood. So, just in case...] ...Yes, you can temporarily lay down in my bunk while I am not laying down in it, and I'll find you a mask.

But if you throw up in there you're cleaning it up.

[pneumo]

Deal...! [ Sooo the bed doesn't come with mom. That's A-OK, because it's going to smell like her and that's enough 8> ]

[passingthrough]

[She still feels like somehow she's been tricked by her own offer but she pushes off from the wall she was leaning against.] Follow me then.

[pneumo]

'Kay. [ Sascha's pleasures are just very simple, no need to worry; he'll follow compliantly without incident, only coughng a little now. ]

[passingthrough]

[Kitty's room is pretty tiny. There's room for the bed and the dresser and standing room for about one. She'll just stand in the dresser, phased, to give him room to maneuver.] Have at it. [Gesturing to the bed with part her arm that is clear of obstacles and visible.]

[pneumo]

[ Is he supposed to have at it before or after he gawks at her standing inside the furniture? ]

[passingthrough]

What? Haven't you ever seen a girl stand in her furniture before?

[pneumo]

Can't say that I have... And not just 'cause girls don't usually invite me to their rooms, haha.

[passingthrough]

Mmhm, get in my bed, Sascha. [How often do girls order you into their beds?]

[pneumo]

[ You know, this is a bit of a first. Ad Sascha actually looks dumbfounded for a moment until he can recover from it, snorting and holding a hand to his mouth. Then he salutes. ]

Yes ma'am~

[passingthrough]

[She just shakes her head at him, but she looks more amused than anything as she slips back out of the dresser to become solid again.] I'll be back as soon as I have a mask for you. If you're sleeping I might just let you sleep.

[pneumo]

Aww...it's okay to wake me up. The sky's so smoggy the sun doesn't make me as sleepy here.

[ ...That's probably not very reassuring though. ]

[passingthrough]

[She's not sure. As long as he doesn't feel too tired as a result then maybe it's okay? She just gives him a nod and reaches out to mess up his hair before she heads out. How did she start earning the Mom part of that hot!mom title anyway? Not that she knows about it.

She will be back though. It's less than an hour when she stands before her door debating whether she should knock or just peek inside. She decides to peek head first.]

[pneumo]

[ One day, hot!mom, one day...

But it probably has something to do with tiny gestures like that which leave Sascha surprised but incredibly happy, stomach filled with nothing but elated butterflies as she leaves. When he lies down proper he curls up into a happy little ball, rolls over once or twice...and then settles, grateful once again for the world and circumstances that made Kitty, someone who doesn't mind what he is and even goes so far as to worry over him.

He's dozing by the time she gets back despite his claims of being fine, arms curled towards his chest. ]

[passingthrough]

[She steps in fully and gently sets the gas mask on the dresser as she looks over at him. She wonders again if she should just take him to a doctor or healer.]

[pneumo]

[ His colour's better for what it normally is, but his breathing is a little shallower. Maybe not enough to cause a great deal of alarm though, since after a moment he takes a deeper inhale and his lips slowly curve into a sleepy smile. ]

...'lcome back.

[passingthrough]

Hey. Mission successful. I grabbed a discount rack mask, but it seems to work fine. [She shifts closer to touch his forehead because in the moment she's not thinking that she has no idea how his vampire physiology works. She's just trying to check for fever.]

[pneumo]

[ It's especially feeble since Sascha's temperature is always just a little bit cooler and he remains that way now, leaning into her touch with a sleepy smile. ]

Thank you~

[passingthrough]

How are you feeling? Want me to get you to a doctor or just let you rest more? [Should she be letting the potato make that call? Still, he doesn't seem dire. Some lingering illness is expected.]

[pneumo]

Well...I dunno if it'd help much unless the doctor knows anything about vampires. [ Because he certainly doesn't know a whole lot about their biology. ]

We're usually fine with blood and rest~ I'll be okay♥

[passingthrough]

About that...

[She takes a seat on the edge of the bed where there isn't lumpy vampire.] Where do you get your blood?

[pneumo]

[ Within hugging range is the important question here--not whether he should tell the truth, since Ramse only asked him not to tell the doctor about his donations. ]

Ramse gives me a little sometimes, in a thermos. I didn't ask though! I promise. I don't ask anyone here for blood. [ he is a model citizen doing the perfectly natural thing of somewhat starving himself. ]

[passingthrough]

[Ramse, please. But his choice. Whatever. She wouldn't even mind if he asked if it was just asking. Taking is what she's concerned about.]

Allen said he told you where you could get blood. Do you remember that?