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driftfleet2017-02-19 10:47 pm
theroadwarrior) wrote in driftfleet2017-02-19 10:47 pm
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voice. MAN DOWN, MAN DOWN.
Who: Max (potentially featuring an injured and less-lucid Maggie) and you...!
Broadcast: Fleetwide | Voice
Action: N/A (Unless you're coming to pick up! We'll see based on threads. Or if you find him on the Starstruck after all this.)
When: Sometime now, whatevs. After this very intense encounter.
[Max has elected to put it to voice; easier to talk when one arm is currently giving blood, but not video to alarm anyone of this very scene. Maggie's lost a lot of blood, but Max is hoping to rectify that a little bit until they can get some help. Speaking of help — time to get some of that. His voice is gruff and calm, but there's an underlying urgency to his words.]
Need pick up, got someone down here on the ring who's hurt pretty bad. Her name's Maggie.
Don't know which ship she's from, but she's got a neck injury from a knife, near the back. Lost a lot of blood... Got it closed up and she's not critical. [Yet. He's pretty sure. She's drowsy as hell and she'll be weak for a while, but she should pull through.] Need a ship to pick us up, though. I can't move her like this on my own through the forest and she shouldn't go long without a real medical bay.
[A thoughtful pause.]
... I didn't do it, by the way.
[Look, he knows he's caused some shit before, but he has been so good. Seriously.
He'll do her a favor and try not to mention she did it to herself yet. He's not sure if he will or not... Honesty is more his policy on injuries. But...]
[Action | Starstruck, optionally]
[Eventually, he'll probably end up back on the Starstruck after getting her somewhere safe and clean and medically sound, sighing a big grumbly sigh and crawling off into the shuttle to sleep off his stress for the day. Y'all are monsters, making him care like a real person. Monsters. He'll have to check on her later, in secret, where she will never know. Perfect plan.
Don't mind if he has blood on him, he'll go to the bathroom to wash it off. He's gonna be a bit woozy on his feet for a few days.
Better than having his neck cut into, though.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide | Voice
Action: N/A (Unless you're coming to pick up! We'll see based on threads. Or if you find him on the Starstruck after all this.)
When: Sometime now, whatevs. After this very intense encounter.
[Max has elected to put it to voice; easier to talk when one arm is currently giving blood, but not video to alarm anyone of this very scene. Maggie's lost a lot of blood, but Max is hoping to rectify that a little bit until they can get some help. Speaking of help — time to get some of that. His voice is gruff and calm, but there's an underlying urgency to his words.]
Need pick up, got someone down here on the ring who's hurt pretty bad. Her name's Maggie.
Don't know which ship she's from, but she's got a neck injury from a knife, near the back. Lost a lot of blood... Got it closed up and she's not critical. [Yet. He's pretty sure. She's drowsy as hell and she'll be weak for a while, but she should pull through.] Need a ship to pick us up, though. I can't move her like this on my own through the forest and she shouldn't go long without a real medical bay.
[A thoughtful pause.]
... I didn't do it, by the way.
[Look, he knows he's caused some shit before, but he has been so good. Seriously.
He'll do her a favor and try not to mention she did it to herself yet. He's not sure if he will or not... Honesty is more his policy on injuries. But...]
[Action | Starstruck, optionally]
[Eventually, he'll probably end up back on the Starstruck after getting her somewhere safe and clean and medically sound, sighing a big grumbly sigh and crawling off into the shuttle to sleep off his stress for the day. Y'all are monsters, making him care like a real person. Monsters. He'll have to check on her later, in secret, where she will never know. Perfect plan.
Don't mind if he has blood on him, he'll go to the bathroom to wash it off. He's gonna be a bit woozy on his feet for a few days.
Better than having his neck cut into, though.]
action;
[A+ conversationalist.
But then he realizes that's probably not sufficient.]
... You did, umm. A good job.
[Congrats, Ochako, he's complimenting you. It's a rare treasure from this guy.]
... Always burned mine... Never was a good cook.
[Always drifting off, getting distracted, forgetting he was ever cooking.]
action;
[Those are useful heroic gifts, Max, be proud.]
If you ever want pancakes again, just say the word, okay? I don't mind cooking them!
action; 1/2
[He won't ask. He's terrible at asking for anything at all. It's difficult.
But he'll at least say he will, for you.]
action;
..........
[wait what]
Ahhh. Not sure if those are admirable skills.
action;
Oh, and I know plenty of heroes who are good at punching.
action;
[lmfao he'll just outright admit it because everyone knows him and his whacky tendency to punch people he shouldn't punch sorry]
... I'll try not to.
[But at least he does his best, dammit.]
action;
You could probably try a little harder.
action;
action;
Maybe you could rely on other people a bit more to point you in the right direction?
action;
[He says, with an edge of humor, just the slightest. Squint and you'll miss it.
But he digs into that added stack regardless.]
action;
[Whether she gets his meaning or not, she appreciates the sentiment. She'll keep feeding him pancakes until she runs out of batter, content with her success.]