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Who: Everyone messed up by the dragon plot, and visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Blue Fish's clinic!
When: All throughout the Solrius dragon plot and through the space flight to the next destination.

[So several RPG characters, a dragon, and two messianic figures walk into a planet.

Everything is suffering and tears, there's a lot of dead people, there's no punchline. But, hey, for the survivors, the Blue Fish's clinic is treating wounds and generally being a decent place to rest and recover and pray you don't see a dragon again. And for those who weren't involved, there's enough people bedridden here that there may just be someone you want to visit.]

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No way, I totally rescued you. That makes me the cool and slash or tough one.

[!!!!]

Hey-!!

You're talented, you can be the cute one and the cool and tough one.

Thanks for the food.

[she's just going to eat it out of the air.]

[Awww you girls, you're so adorable together it's sweet :>>>>

Don't mind Allen as he chinhands a little from his bed. He's so happy for Nightingale]

Using magic to steal food is still stealing!!

[What is this nonsense he's walking into?? He expected to find an invalid in need of healing and support but they're just... doing... that.]

Do you guys need a dictionary for more adjectives, or should we just find you an empty room?

[At least someone's enjoying the show.]

No, it's practicing.

[she's so smug.]

Oh, right, there were people here.

[WELL. SHE DIDN'T NOTICE UNTIL KIRITO WALKED IN AND RUINED IT. and now she's looking at Allen.]

... Hhhhow long have you been listening.

[ WELL, this sure has been a helluva shindig. And now, Eithan's hanging out in the med bay.

He's mostly okay - Lailah's healing made sure of that much - but it's better to be safe than sorry, he guesses, especially after getting literally tossed around, having your face smashed into the fucking mud, Dragon Shenanigans (TM), etc etc. Besides, he's still pretty beat-up looking when he actually gets back to the ship. Like hell if anyone's going to let him just sneak away from a clinic stay...

But when he's not sleeping (which, to be fair, is happening a lot, because goddess that was a lot of energy spent) he's pretty bored. And fidgety. You might catch him playing with a tiny fireball between his fingers, like anyone else might do a coin. What? It's something to do! (Commentary on any whining about boredom is also fair game. Because there will be much of that.) ]

Edited 2016-09-13 05:49 (UTC)

You know they really should have, like, curtains in here. Or some kind of partitions? This is awkward.

I, for the record, have no regrets up until the point you walked in here.

Practising thievery, maybe.

Don't worry, I'm not here to be a third wheel. Just checking to see if you needed anything.

[But since she doesn't look like she's at death's door-]

Unless of course you want an audience.

Yeah, I wasn't getting that impression, believe me.

No, anything we need a room for definitely does not need an audience.

I also want the record to show that I would have made a slight effort to be less shameless if I realized you were here.

Yeaaah, I figured as much.

[Maybe he can let her off easy this time. She did almost get eaten, apparently.]

But seriously, you need anything? Are you okay?

For you to forget the last five minutes?

Um...

Well, I've been here the whole time...!

So noted. But there's nothing wrong with being a little shameless in the heat of the moment. You guys are close, yeah?

[Says the one who would literally not practice what he preaches; if Asuna were here there's no way he'd have talked like that with her around other people.]

[There's another girl there who's had the shit kicked out of her, but she's mostly just interested in that fireball.]

What kind of magic is that?

Sorry, no can do. It just so happens that I have a fantastic memory.

[Some memories you just have to treasure.]

[As one of the few - okay, as the only person who managed to walk away without any major lasting injuries, Stefan's been assisting Beverly as much as possible. Whether it's brewing coffee or helping with bandages, he's spent days and nights without sleep. Which is also fine, no big deal, except for how much more quickly he's consuming blood pills.

During one of those early morning lulls, he wanders over to her station and restocks one drawer with homemade lemon gels, just in case.]

Hey, Aunt Bev? I can take it from here, if you want to grab a nap.

Edited 2016-09-13 06:35 (UTC)

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