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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

[pain_train]

Thanks. This... sucks a lot. But it's better than the last time I got really injured! Because I have friends around now. Which really helps.

[And... what if she doesn't recover in the interest of keeping everyone safe?]

[cephalon]

Ordis is learning that friends are important to existence when inhabiting a small, fleshy form.

[That's comforting, right? He's terrible at this.]

What are 'vids'?

[Distraction!]

[pain_train]

I think friends are probably important even if you're in a big, fleshy form or any other kind as well.

[It is a little comforting, since it means Ordis is adjusting a bit.]

Oh! They're like stories told in video? Lemme bring one up. Get comfy.

[cephalon]

...video transmissions, then? Who is going to be contacting us, and what do they require?

[pain_train]

It's more like a general video broadcast. Except instead of being like... a real one that has to do with a mission, it's a story. For fun.

[Cueing up Demon Marines, Ordis. You are not prepared.]

[cephalon]

Oh. Ordis knows fun. Ordis has many various programs running that produce very cheeky equations.

[This...is not equations though. This is-]

...that armor does not look functional.

[pain_train]

I know, right? Isn't it funny!

Wait'll you see the explosion physics, it's fucking hilarious.

[cephalon]

It would be detrimental in the vacuum of space. Or in combat. ...or anywhere but coitus.

[...well it's true.]

[pain_train]

Yeah, there's some of that too, in one of the other movies. It's pretty funny. But not like porn-style. It's all tasteful and shit. Except for the rain of blood.

[cephalon]

Wait, what?

[That's certainly something to catch him off-guard.]

Is there...a reason for such activities to be displayed at all?

[pain_train]

Do you mean the rain of blood or the fucking?

[cephalon]

Ordis is primarily concerned about the potential biological contamination that would result in performing acts of coitus around such fluids.

[pain_train]

I think since it's demon blood it doesn't count? Or it just makes it hotter. I don't know. It's made up bullshit biology.

[cephalon]

Is it inferred then that the bodily fluids of these 'demons' are aphrodisiac in nature to humans? Are the main characters human? Would it not make more sense to copulate with the demons themselves then?

[Look, he has a lot of questions okay?]

[pain_train]

I dunno if it makes them extra horny or if it's just like post-battle boners since that's definitely a thing. They're kind of not human any more because of the demon blood.

Ordis. Do you know what a demon dick looks like? [Come on, man.]

[cephalon]

What?

[Now he's somewhat flustered. Organics and their fascination with genitalia.]

Ordis is aware what anatomy looks like for many species but does not go out of his way to observe such things unduly.

[pain_train]

I'm just saying that I'm into some crazy shit and I wouldn't want to fuck a demon. There's like. Barbs and stuff.

Stick with human dicks. They're way better.

[cephalon]

Barbs?

[That's concerning.]

[pain_train]

Yeah. On demons. Like backward's facing. I wouldn't touch that with someone else's vag.

[cephalon]

...they are feline???

[pain_train]

Cats have weird dicks?

[Whaaaaat]

Why are you looking at cat dicks?

[cephalon]

Ordis does not go about looking at such things! He is merely aware of them!

[pain_train]

How do you know, though? Did you watch some weird vids out something? You shouldn't watch the really weird shit, Ordis, it'll fuck you up.

[cephalon]

No! You try being connected to intergalactic databases for a while, there are many things that one learns, pertinent or not!

jfc gav these icons

[pain_train]

Oh... [Yikes.] ...you gonna be okay?

[There's gotta be some super fucked-up stuff in there.]