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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.]

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That part's not really up to me. [It's up to Beverly and luck, really. She has only a sad illusion of any kind of control. Hell, even if she didn't want to be fixed because she thought it would be safer for everyone else, there's no way Beverly would listen to her on that front.]

Fuck. [Pretty much says it all. That makes this even scarier, the thought of losing so much memory. She squeezes Tenno's hand really tightly.]

No but the thought is still there. All the more reason for you to heal up if you can. Kick my ass around even if it's only for something stupid.

[Small flicker of a smile as he tries to joke but things are still too heavy for complete amusement to be had. A sigh slipping out and he's back to rubbing her hand if it's more so for his comfort now.]

Exactly.

Gotta keep up with the training. [She's fucking terrified. She doesn't really believe she is going to heal; that's why it's so easy to contemplate the benefit of her remaining disabled. But she squeezes his hand anyway and does her best to smile. Morale is important.]

Whatever it takes. Not gonna let that happen to you. We've been fucked over enough. What you can still remember is important.

Might have an actual sparring partner for once. [Better to have her smiling somehow rather than not at all. He can't be certain if it's faked or not but the thought counts.]

....thank you.

Actually, I want you to work with the captain too. He's got some kind of like... new thing he needs to practice? [Snort.] And a sort of exaggerated view of his own awesomeness in combat. [God-like, her ass.]

We stick together.

I have yet to tell him the things I have told you. The Stalker pieces of course but nothing else. It might be best for that to change after everything. And exactly what new thing?

[Details Wrath, details.}

We've got each other's six...I think that was the old saying? [He didn't want to say back due to the circumstances.]

I kind of doubt that's gonna change his opinion on you. But anyway, he can like walk through shit like Kitty, apparently. And I think we gotta teach him how to train to begin with because he said all this shit about leveling cities, so I'm guessing he doesn't know how it works.

[That makes her smile, much more genuinely.]

Yeah, Tenno. I got your six.

That's...certainly new. [So the captain has apparently changed. Good to know.] I suppose he would be understanding. I need to show him progress with the plant anyway.

[Hey look at that. He grins victoriously.]

Good. Someone needs to make sure I don't go stupid with things.

He's really understanding of basically everything. [Wait what.] ...progress with the plant?

It's true, you can be pretty dumb sometimes.

So it seems. A type of plant. I think he called it a succulent. I don't exactly remember what kind it is other than that but the captain is teaching me about plants. I figured it would be nice to learn.

We both can be. Though we know how to balance it out in the end.

A succulent. [No idea. She knows zero about plants.] Oh! That's a good hobby to have, definitely. [Hobbies are good for morale, after all.]

Yeah, I'm dumb as hell a lot of the time.

Better than being one hundred percent all work I suppose. That and well makes my room less bland. Started to miss Earth honestly.

Eh but you're good at fixing it or finding people to help.

Yeah, it's always better for mental health to have some down time and freedom time. And might as well here, since we're not in an active battle zone! [It's kind of nice, talking to Tenno about this. About stupid shit. Come to think of it, in the fuzzy depths of her brain, she's a little surprised he came to see her. But that's nice of him. Who knows. Probably connected to her being dumb as hell.]

Sometimes, maybe. I just try to do my job.

I'm rather grateful for no battles. There seems enough conflict here already what with the fact that Atroma desires to meddle so much for their own entertainment.

[A soft sigh.] Speaking of jobs and being stupid, I wanted to talk to you about something. Or rather apologize.

[She smiles crookedly.] I'd miss the battles if I was in one piece. [Because everything makes since internally to her, when it's wartime. It's probably a horrible thing to admit, but she's not really thinking all that clearly.]

Oh? [It's slipped her mind, for the moment...]

Battles give meaning but so does a job.

I ugh... [How the hell was he supposed to word this?] I'm sorry. For when you came to me about Ordis and what happened on the bridge. I didn't...no I shouldn't have been so careless as to disrespect you like that.

[Sighs.] I really miss you as a friend.

The mission is what matters. Whether it's a battle or a job. [She misses doing her job, now.

And what Tenno says next... she wasn't expecting that. And it takes her a moment through the thick fog of painkillers to remember the situation in full. Yeah, she had been pretty pissed. She had come to the conclusion that friendship was a bad idea if it was going to lead to her being disrespected, because the job is always more important than friends. The mission matters; she doesn't matter.

But she's missed Tenno too. She doesn't have so many friends, so many people who understand her in some ways, that she can absorb a loss without feeling it. She grips his hand harder, like he's suddenly going to change his mind and go away.]

I missed you too.

I should've listened to you better. I know Ordis has problems and you wanted to help them but people have offered to do that before. Others that were more than happy to get him back to working order but only if I was cut out of the picture.

[Simaris will forever be one of the least trustworthy cephalon that he's had to deal with and unlike Jordas, he didn't have the infestation to blame. No, he was programmed to be that abrasive.

Still he glances down at their hands with the squeeze, picking back up the soft brushes of the pad of his thumb.]

Too many people have tried to separate us. We've gotten better but with the Stalker here...what happened on the bridge wasn't normal. Even for us.

I'm so sorry.

I want you... to be good partners. [Like her and Octavian. Her and Maine. Like Hiro and Badb.] Makes you both stronger. When you're strong independently, it'll make you even stronger together. [She's not really sure how to explain it. It's a complicated personnel issue.]

When... I'm working I have to be your CO. I'm not your friend when I'm working. When I'm not working, I'm your friend though. If you still want to be friends. [Maybe that's not an easy divide for most people. For her, it feels like flipping a switch. She's probably the weird one, which isn't easy to be friends with, she figures. But she squeezes his fingers again, that stupid weak grip. and wishes for the millionth time she could fucking hug him, because words probably aren't making much sense right now.] But... I have to do that because the mission is the most important thing, right?

[Like when she's working, Kurt isn't her friend; he's her comms officer. The professional always takes precedence over the personal. There's not even a mental choice about it.]

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He's the best partner I could ever ask for. It's hard to remember how things were like before waking up but I want to say that he didn't care for me as much. More so distant, cold and calculating.

Ordis was only supposed to maintain my warframes and weapons. To keep the ship flying while I fought but things...changed.

[It's hard to really describe how he knew. Maybe it was the way the cephalon had snapped at Jordas and Simaris in a voice he didn't recognize. As if he only cared for the bloodshed he could accomplish rather than for himself.]

I want to continue being friends because you're the first actual friend I've had that I can remember. Work might make us act different but you're still my friend. Protecting is my primary function but I don't want to lose things because of it.

...that was the first time in years that Ordis screamed for my help. Because of that arrogant monster.

I think it's important you stick together. Because you have been there for each other. But I also worry about you both. [It's not good to be so dependent on someone that you can't survive without them.

She gives him a sad little smile that feels weird on her face.] I'd hug you if I could.

[The lack of shirt would be a bonus, but really, he looks like he just needs a hug.]

Yeah fuck that asshole. I'm gonna bury him up to his neck in shit when I get out of here.

I would appreciate your help with managing him. He's gotten better and even has learned to do many things without me over the past month and I'm proud. But I know there's still work to do.

[Smile was definitely nice to see and he offers one in return. That was one nagging pain dashed.]

Could do when you get out.

What happened to avoiding conflict?

Okay. I'd like to help. I want to see you both doing the best you can. And that way I don't have to worry as much. [Since she does worry about you both, you know.]

I think I'm gonna be hugging a lot of people if I ever get out.

[She smiles.]

Didn't say I was gonna punch him.

Thank you. [Yea worry about them a lot please. Still Wrath was the one he trusted most with making sure Ordis didn't stroke out or worse.]

Good. Probably have a line out the door for those if I had to guess.

Ordis wanted to throw him out an airlock. [Which is super tempting not going to lie.]

I think you guys are gonna be okay. Just have to work at it a bit. And work's good for you, right?

[She laughs.] Aw, I don't know about that. But it's a nice thought? [She figures she's just going to end up annoying people by being clingy after this. She'd been really starved for any kind of touch after the last round of being in traction, which had sucked badly.]

If he sets foot on our ship, I'll make sure he gets to push the button personally.

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