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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]

It's okay! It's interesting. I like hearing about other people's lives. All kinds of stuff I've never done!

[dancingmd]

I'd be happy to tell you more stories, if you'd like.

[pain_train]

Any story you want to tell me would be awesome. You've had a super interesting life so far.

[dancingmd]

[Beverly thinks for a moment.]

I haven't ever told you about the spaceborn lifetime who thought that our ship was its mother, have I?

[pain_train]

...what? That sounds super interesting! [In other words, no you haven't.]

[dancingmd]

Well... it's a little bit of a sad story at first, but it ends happily enough.

[pain_train]

As long as the ending is happy, it'll be good. I like happy endings because they don't really ever happen except in stories. So I like imagining!

[dancingmd]

[... Wrath that's really depressing. Beverly takes her hand again - just because she can - before launching into the story. She tells her all about how the Enterprise accidentally killed a pregnant space-dwelling lifeform when it attacked the ship so Beverly had to deliver the baby by C-Section and then it imprinted on the Enterprise, thinking the ship was its mother, "nursing" on the nacelles. But as promised, there is a happy ending, as the crew takes care of the creature and finds its herd so it can reunite with its own kind.]

wrap?

[pain_train]

[Wrath squeezes Beverly's hand and listens to the story, absolutely fascinated. She'll listen to as many stories as she can get out of Beverly, just imagining what it would be like to be able to travel in a ship like the Enterprise.]