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[ So it looks like Vandal is making this call while traveling back to the medbay from the bar after the Calling ended. Her helmet is on and her voice is filtered through her modulator, but there is a tremble to it. ]

I just found First Aid.

He's dead.

I don't know how. I just found his body off the edge of this outcropping.

I can't fucking stand this place.

[ooc: with permission from First Aid's player!]

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Wing? Yes, I'm. Alright as I can be. What the hell happened to your-

Your. Cheek. Thingies? [ Making little swirly motions pointing to her head. She means your helm flares. ]

Edited 2012-11-02 20:47 (UTC)

[He looks relieved] Good. I'm sorry, after all that's happened...

_{First Aid...} [He bows his head. What can he even do, or say?]

Ah... It's nothing, really. Cosmetic mostly [Except the way it stings when he moves them.] Nothing to trouble a medic about.

Yeah. Me too. Believe me I- the more I think about it the more fucking angry I feel.

To say the least, we were close.

Bullshit, let me take a look at it. I won't take no for an answer.

[He frowns as he considers all the possibilities, who might be involved, what should have been done about it... It might be the ugliest look she's seen on his face.]

[Then he tries to shake it off.] I know. Closer than I was, but he was an easy mech to like, and an excellent medic. He deserved far better.

Vandal, I--Look, it was just. The Calling, at the end. It got very intense. [Small wonder now why he'd hidden in the back room near the end. If he was going to break, it needed to be away from others.] It's fine, there are much bigger issues right now. It can wait.

I- ... I know he did. I feel awful about it.

[ Oh. You get. The Look. ]

Wing? Next time I see you, you will sit down and you will let me have a look at you. Understood? I am in a really bad mood and I swear to god if you give me any bullshit I will disassemble your feet.

[ It's obviously not a serious threat, but she is serious about taking care of him. ]

He'd want to remembered well Karrie, not with pain. We can do that much.

[Slag woman, that is...yeah.]

What!? Geez, uh, Karrie! Okay. I just...I'm sorry. Just don't neglect other patients in favor of me okay?

Yeah. I just. God I want him back.

Yeah. Good that we're clear. Thought you were gonna pull a Drift on me there for a second, but now I can kinda see where he gets it.

We all do Karrie. Look, I'll owe you a hug--no two--when I see you next.

[A twitch, because you are small and squishy and very bossy-scary when you want to be.]

Hey, Drift's stubbornness is his own. _{He only got the martyr thing from me.}

It's just... not something I wanted to bother anyone with. [Because his audial flares are sensitive and he doesn't like people messing with them unless, well, they're--ahem--messing with them.]

I'm pretty busy at the moment with all these crazy new people showing up anyway...

That would be really, really great. Hugs are great.

[ SASSY LOOK. ]

Oh good. God he is impressionable. It'd be cute if it didn't get him into so much trouble.

Well that's too fucking bad.

Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing. I swear. Stop making excuses. If I hear another excuse I will pretty much treat you like Drift. And you do not want that.

[ Meaning she will sit on you and tickle you. ]

I agree. Everyone needs more hugs. [Except Prism. Frag that.]

He can be. Other times he can be so set on something once he's made up his mind... It's endearing though.

[Ooooh dear.]

Karrie, I'm sorry! It's just there are new people arriving and bad things could happen. It looks like some of them are injured. I swear though, on my spark, that the next time we both have some free time and are together you can have your way with me.

[Ooops, did he say that?]

I think we should have a fucking hug-party or something. That would be great.

Yeah. Endearing in a cute-but-frustrating way. Just very... Driftian.

[ Oh. That's too good to let slide. ]

That's what she said, Wing.

The placement of your expletive in that sentence is very confusing Karrie.

[He almost gets away with the straight face...and the loses it.]

But really. We should. I kind of miss..._{cuddle parties.}

[He smirks.] Driftian? I like this notion. It is definitely something that exists. Like the way he says the word 'fine' that makes me want to hug him until he can't vent properly anymore.

[Hey making this conversation about Drift is a great diversionary tactic, let's run with that.]

"...she said?" [He's peering at you. Because he can tell that's snark but he doesn't get the idiom.]

Pfffffffffffffffff okay I could see how that might be confusing.

Wait you had... cuddle parties? For real? Is that actually a thing?

[ She shakes her head. ] Exactly like that, yes.

Saying "That's what she said" implies you had what we call a 'Freudian Slip'. Meaning what you said could be taken out of one context and placed into another.

Well, yes? Occasionally, [ahem] in Crystal City. Maybe not as much elsewhere during the war... But we were an isolated utopian society, pastimes like that sort of develop... [He shrugs like that's totally normal.]

[He sighs.] I'm glad I am not the only one.

....aaaahhh. [He snerks a little.] Then yes, apparently she did.

I'm gonna be honest with you that sounds kinda fucking adorable. Bunch of you big guys all in a pile.

[ She chuckles. ]

I've gotta get you caught up on all the lingo, Wing.

Well not all in one pile, but sometimes. We even had engex gellies--they're like weak high grade in bite-sized gel form--that you could just snack on and maintain a nice light buzz.

[Now he really misses them. Or more importantly, the ability to be so relaxed and shed you cares and worries so effortlessly.]

Teach me, mistress, for I my knowledge is not yet complete!

[That's the correct lingo right? Mistress if the feminine for or master right?]

Shhh just let me imagine a pile.

Hah. So like jello-shots.

[ He has a very nice way of making her smile even when she doesn't want to. ]

Mistress? Now you're speaking my language.

Whatever makes you happy Karrie.

Jello-shots?

[It's kind of his calling in life: making smiles.]

Oh? Should you be Mistress Karrie from now on then? You prefer that to Milady? [He's going to smirk because he can guess the answer.]

Mmm you don't want to say that to me.

I'll have to show you sometime. But it sounds similar.

[ SASSYLOOK. ]

That's Mistress Norton to you.

I don't? And why not exactly? [Making people happy is a thing he does, how dare you challenge him not to?]

I'd like that. But yes, the idea is that you can still...partake with out making a mess like you might with liquid. Drinking and reclining are not things that really go together.

[OH RLY?]

Mistress Norton it is, then. [A flick of his pinions, like on might their eyebrows.]

Just a hunch.

[ You're so fucking charming. ]

Now you got it, babe.

I'll get to find out someday...right?

[He does try.]

Maybe, sweetheart.

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