Red Fish Mingle

[mortalcoil]

Who: The crew and (many) visitors of the Red Fish!
Broadcast: Nope
Action: Aboard the SS Red Fish
When: Nebulously after the Great Winter Soldier Violence Spree of '16

[it was bound to happen sometime. all three captains of the SS Red Fish are hauled back home in various stages of medical distress, and things have been a little weird since then.

one of these things is the super soldier with the busted metal arm that is brought in to be kept locked up in Coil's lab for a while. turns out those restraints he'd had installed did come in handy. that's a thing.

so, whether you're here to check on one of the various ailing people here, gawk at the guy chained up in the dungeon lab, or are just trying to live your life in relative peace and sanity, come on in!]

Comments

[reconstitution]

[ Whether he was asleep before Zhas enters the medical bay or not, he watches him move to where Coil is. He'd seen that the other was back in the roster, but hadn't gotten the chance to really say anything to him. Not that he talked much with the skull-faced guy before. He does remember meeting Zhas before he was stationed on the Caprine, though..

In either case, he's sitting up when Zhas turns around to watch him. He offers the other a nod, though doesn't make any sort of motion to break the silence. ]

[theboogieman]

[Zhas remembers him too, a little bit. not enough to really know who he is, but enough to think it strange that the guy would go on a rampage and throw him into a wall. punch a hole in Coil's chest. the second one bothers him more than the first, honestly.

but someone (Coil, he thinks) did a number on the guy's arm. and he's here, and not dead, which also implies Coil's involvement. Zhas himself has been out with the remnants of a swollen brain for a while, so his memories of the incident are... extremely touchy, when they are present at all.

it's gut instinct that finally gets him to move, nodding once in return before walking closer. he stops within conversational distance, well inside where Winter could reach him if he wanted. that said, Zhas could also reach him back--if he wanted.

which he doesn't, right now. normally, he avoids speaking--but this seems an appropriate time for him to use his gravelly, apathetic monotone to get to the bottom of things.]

What happened.

[reconstitution]

[ Winter doesn't lash out, though he's not sure if anyone expects him to. He has the capability, certainly, but not the temperament. Even if Zhas were to reach out and strike him, he wouldn't do a damn thing to stop it. He kind of deserves whatever his victims need to get out of their system. ]

Heard a voice in my head, then everything went black.

[ He pauses, shaking his head. Maybe he should back up and try to explain a little better. ]

There are words-- programming. Mission protocols. In my head. It must have gotten triggered by something.

[theboogieman]

[of all the crimes committed against him in his lifetime, being launched into a wall is a relatively small one. even if he wanted to do something, he's got too much self-control for that. if everyone is calm, he has no need to escalate.

besides, what he's saying is... strange, and important.]

What kind of voice.

[reconstitution]

A woman. I could have sworn it sounded like her.

[ A pause. ] Like Diamond.

[ It was a comforting sort of voice, no serious intent. But he can't be exactly sure of what he heard. He was alone, and as far as he knows, that's the first time he's ever heard a voice in his head. ]

[theboogieman]

[he considers this for a moment, but nods at the end of his thoughts. he believes him, especially after hunting down his own monster. he remembers remembering it more than he can recall the actual thing, but he knows it had something to do with this place.

he ends up tilting his head to the side, almost in a shrug.]

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

[a simple saying, but one he's heard over and over since he was very young.]

[reconstitution]

[ It's honestly a good enough answer for him. They're not direct enemies, but there's still an arm's length of distance. Winter prefers it this way. ]

Thank you.

[theboogieman]

Do you need medical attention...?

[he kind of. looks over the damaged remains of that metal arm as he says this. Coil may be a better doctor than he is, especially in this lab, but the prior is not in great shape at the moment.]

[reconstitution]

I can manage without.

[ His healing factor has kicked in, at least. ]