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[pain_train]

Who: Wrath (and maybe you?)
Broadcast: Entire fleet
Action: Windrose medlab, she ain't goin anywhere
When: June 11 (four days after this mess)

[Text]

extra large protein lovers pizza
++ spicy soypperoni
+ red chilies
++ mazer beer ipa or equivalent 1 6pack

5 strippers
pref male
++ purple body glitter
++ portable sound system
+ boa constrictor

deliver to: lt wrath, windrose



[Audio]

[She doesn’t quite know how bad she looks, but she knows how bad she feels. There is no way the people in the fleet need to see this. So it’s audio only. Wrath’s words slur faintly, like someone who is profoundly tired rather than drunk. Chems do that to her.]

Hey everyone. Um. I had an accident and I’m gonna be… down for a little while. I know I wanted to do a coffee thing for all my brother soldiers but… that’s gonna have to wait. Til I’m on my feet again. Really sorry, guys. But it’ll happen. Just a little later.

Anyway like last time I was in traction I just ordered pizza and strippers, but I tried to do that here and it doesn’t work? And there’s no pudding or nurses. So I’m kind of super bored since I can’t move around right now. So anyone want to like… watch vids or play games or something? I could maybe figure out how to do chess on the network. Or ask someone for help. Or tell stories. Or like. Visitors would be nice? Yeah.

Officer Snuggles says hi, everyone. [The fox yips.] And. Um. Bye~


[Action]

[Wrath, almost completely immobilized in traction to keep her spine from crumbling completely, occupies the Windrose’s medlab for the timebeing, Officer Snuggles normally curled up on the corner of the bed when he’s not out patrolling. Wrath herself looks like hell, nasty bruises and stitched up head and facial lacerations, her left eye’s sclera still crimson. But she’s doing her best to maintain a positive attitude. There’s not really anything else for her to do.

Visitors are what she really, really wants. Being stuck in bed and unable to move around and really touch anything is starting to eat at her badly. It’s a vague sort of unease, blurred out by the drugs, but it’s definitely not doing her anxiety levels any good. Before the ports are removed, nothing feels right anyway, which is another sort of alarming. She's got the painting frame for entertainment beyond staring at the ceiling, but her fine motor control is terrifyingly lacking, and she doesn't think she can blame it all on the drugs.

And Winter… she’s not thinking about what actually happened if she can help it. That wasn’t Winter. He wasn’t at home when that all went down. It was a fight, she survived, everything is okay now. She’s tough as hell. She’s not going to think about how it feels like falling. She’s not going to think about how last time, Compliance showed up and tried to take her right out of her hospital bed. She’s not going to drive herself crazy with worry about how Winter is doing and if everyone is treating him okay and if everyone gets it wasn’t his fault. And she’s sure as hell not going to think about how next time, it might be her turn.]

Comments

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[axiomed]

I won't let that happen. I'll look after him.

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[pain_train]

okay i trust you don't let him beat himself up too much okay

[Charles can do that. She can't.]

is everyone else okay hank erik and your other friends

Re: [ text / private ]

[axiomed]

I won't let him do that.

Hank's fine. Erik's wounded, but he'll recover soon enough. Erik's quite strong.

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[pain_train]

tell erik i'm not impressed by him any more if he got beat up by a guy with a metal arm so now i don't believe that he can rip my skeleton out no don't actually tell him that i'm just joking i'm glad he's ok and hank too that's what's important

Re: [ text / private ]

[axiomed]

I'll be sure to pass along that message.

Re: [ text / private ]

[pain_train]

:)

Re: [ text / private ]

[axiomed]

Take it easy. I'll look out for Winter and discourage bad feeling.

Re: [ text / private ]

[pain_train]

will do

ha ha guess the good news is if i go apeshit next i won't be able to hurt anyone cause i'm gonna be like a brain in a jar basically

[After she sends that message, she realizes that she... really shouldn't have. Fuck.]

Re: [ text / private ]

[axiomed]

I'm afraid I don't follow.

Re: [ text / private ]

[pain_train]

never mind that was a dumb thing to say

Re: [ text / private ]

[axiomed]

Yes.

Do you think you're useless because you couldn't take down a brainwashed assassin with a metal arm?

Re: [ text / private ]

[pain_train]

[The urge to bullshit is so strong.]

no charles i'm fucking terrified that

[Being a monster is really complicated sometimes. That's all.]

i dunno how to explain it never mind it's probably the drugs but to answer your question well yeah it was a pretty fucking useless gesture not like i had a choice i couldn't run away either so you know just hoping i bought some time for people it's better than nothing but i get the impression i didn't even manage that

Re: [ text / private ]

[axiomed]

I think you did. No one had injuries like yours. I think the reason so many of us did get injured is because we were taken by surprise.

[ text / private ]

[pain_train]

[No one else is made of glass like me. She remembers Winter beating her head against the wall, yanking her hair out. She really wishes she didn't. Hell of a time to develop a decent short-term recall.]

shoulda raised the alarm goddammit fuck

Re: [ text / private ]

[axiomed]

I made that mistake as well. I should have warned others. I could have done that easily.

Re: [ text / private ]

[pain_train]

guess we're both fuckups

Re: [ text / private ]

[axiomed]

Most likely.

Erik still wins for getting hit by a metal arm.

Re: [ text / private ]

[pain_train]

erik for mvp loser :) he should get a loser cake with chocolate frosting so he feels less sad about being the only person in the world dumber than us

Re: [ text / private ]

[axiomed]

I could make one. Feasibly. Though I'm terrible at baking. That's Erik's thing.

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[pain_train]

dear erik we were gonna make you a loser cake but we realized that you are friends with two such fucking losers that you have to make your own loser cake sorry dude sucks to be you

Re: [ text / private ]

[axiomed]

He's used to it.

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[pain_train]

[There is a very, very long pause before answer. And then it's a picture, a very bare-bones sketch that's much more wobbly than Wrath's normal work, but still clear enough:

Line-face Erik with a black eye (arrow pointing to it that says "courtesy of guy with metal arm"), wearing a party hat that says LOSER, with Charles carrying the saddest looking cake in the history of all bakery disasters (complete with smell lines and orbiting flies), and Wrath cheering in the background.]

Re: [ text / private ]

[axiomed]

[ He laughs before passing the picture to Erik. ]

Nicely done.

Re: [ text / private ]

[pain_train]

don't you fucking dare show him or tell him i drew that charles xavier or i am gonna be like picture what picture i don't even know how to draw charles is a fucking liar who smells bad

Re: [ text / private ]

[axiomed]

Too late.