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fourth; text/action

Who: Uchiha Sasuke + You
Broadcast: Fleetwide text
Action: SS Huntress
When: Right here, right now

[ Waking up somewhere unusual isn't the strange part; that's something he's grown depressingly used to in his sorry excuse for a life. But waking up in a place that isn't Konoha, isn't his world, and is instead an uncomfortably familiar confined technological nightmare of a ship with the distinct feeling that something is off is outside his limited comfort zone.

He gets his bearings first before going for his communicator, head further dizzied by a displayed date that doesn't match up with what he remembers. ]

I have a gap in my memory. Is this a normal occurrence here?

[ And that's it, that's his whole message after being absent for who knows how long. How quintessentially Sasuke. how much did he drink ]

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Everything is as functional as expected.

[ Vague unhelpful statement number one. ]

Did anything significant happen that I should be aware of?

Then you're fine. Happens to everyone who falls into deep sleep.

[There's a bit of a pause because honestly, Stefan isn't sure.]

Not on my end. I was asleep for a while myself. If you remember being on the moon, though, we're finally on another planet.

I'm not sure if I should take that as a positive development or not. It sounds like just another pain.

[ Newly named but still full of people or creatures that Sasuke'd rather stay removed from. Somehow this jarring gap in his memory is causing him to feel even less inclined to be sociable, a quality he's already almost entirely lacking. ]

Only if you hate physical contact.

[Which... Sasuke probably does, now that he thinks about it.]

Oh, I also bought new books. Most are fairytales, but there's a few historical legends too. Thought you might be interested.

I hate physical contact.

[ Confirmed. However. ]

Even fairy tales generally have a basis in history. I'll take a look whenever you're finished with them.

Then you might want to invest in gloves.

Sure. I've finished a couple already, so I can bring them over.

Are you saying that because you failed to and now have regrets?

Tomorrow would be best, then; I have a few things to attend to today.

I wouldn't say failed to...

[But yes, yes he does have a lot of life regrets.]

Got it. Then text me whenever you're free; I should usually be in the Center.

Understood.

[ ... ]

And it's not wrong just because you wouldn't say it, you know. Were you harassed somehow?

Not exactly. When you touch someone, you share something with them. Could be feelings or emotions or worse, whole memories.

I don't usually mind sharing, but a guy could use some warning.

[ Well. That's the worst thing he's heard since waking up. ]

In that case it's best avoided at all costs. I'll take advantage of your no doubt painfully learned lesson in order to minimize my own risk.

[Sorry bro. Better to learn that now than say, planetside.]

Good luck. If you manage to succeed, you should let the rest of us know.

The locals are way more affectionate than I've seen, and that's saying something.

If anyone tries to touch me without my consent then I'll consider a measured violent response warranted.

[....Sasuke.]

I get that, but try not to beat them up?

I don't exactly feel like spending the night in the medbay.

It's your choice whether you have to spend time there or not, either way. I'm not going to kill anyone.

Thank you. That's really all I need to know.

See, I took the Hippocratic Oath back home. If anyone's in need of a medic and I'm around, I can't ignore them.

You took an oath that forces you to help anyone who's hurt? That sounds like a mistake.

Maybe, but it's a necessary part of being a doctor.

What good is healing if you don't use it?

What good is healing if you use it to heal someone that'll hurt more people?

Fair point.

In the case of this planet, though? Most of this physical touch's unintentional.

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