Video - Post arrival at the Moira

[prorenataa]

[ It's been a struggle, through the deep mire of apathy, exhaustion and a sense of crushing futility.

Adrien had thrown himself a right proper tantrum for most of the period from stumbling out of the Ingress until they got to the husk of the Moira. There had been no magic moment that had reinvigorated him, no pep talk ... or even proper coffee.

Part of him wanted to stay down on the floor. Hard to tell what got him to his feet but by the time the video clicked on, the doctor was just that; on his feet. As was usual with his videos, once he established the connection, he set the TAB down on the table. With the damage to the ship it might be hard to tell where he was but a good guess would be, MedBay. ]

Alright. I don't know about anyone else but I've enjoyed myself a right proper pity party for the past ... who the fuck knows. However long it's been since we came through the Ingress to get here to the Moira.

Not important.

What is important is the fact that we appear to have been 'returned to sender' without a proper forwarding address.

I'm curious; what do we have, what do we need? Who is pursuing what in terms of a course of action to get us back on our feet? And if you are doing anything, do you need any help?

I'll go first.

I got to what's left of the MedBay. It's not in great shape but it's serviceable. I packed a couple of pacdiscs with some medical supplies before I left Kauto, so if anyone is in need of treatment, we may be able to help. As for assistance, the MedBay could benefit from any and all hands that have any medical knowledge, ability, or fuck it if you won't pass out at the sight of blood and want to help.

[ There was a pause, somewhere off screen he may have been rubbing his eyes. Trying to think of anything else to say, before closing. ]

Okay so ... that's medical. Who'd like to go next? [ Another pause and then a mutter. ] Please let it be someone with coffee.

[OOC: This post is intended to encourage all the thread-hopping and thread-jacking!

Things learned so far:

1) The characters are a little a lot cracked around the edges.
2) Shepard is hating on puzzling over locked doors and that pesky 'turned around' habit of the Moira's.
3) Shiro is discussing a distress beacon & possibly collecting items from home
4) There is an offer of instant and also regular coffee. ]

Comments

[redshitlord]

no

not gonna

[squadgoals]

But you are in here.

Better be extra super quiet and compact so I don't find you, then.

[redshitlord]

:X

[squadgoals]

Look behind you.

[redshitlord]

??????

-> ACTION

[squadgoals]

[She takes this time to step in front of him, while he's turned.]

The other behind you.

[Present though she may be, her hearing is still... not present.]

[redshitlord]

[And when he turns around again...]

[He promptly shrieks.]

[Like a child of dubious age and gender.]

[squadgoals]

[She waves both hands, face crinkled with amusement, and taps her TAB.]

I'm sure that was an extremely impressive scream.

[redshitlord]

[He just. Sits there, looking at her.]

[Like he expects her to elaborate. Or speak.]

[... look at your TAB, child.]

[squadgoals]

[There's a long pause

And she does, at least, tap the TAB again, gesticulating helpfully.]

[redshitlord]

[And he looks down at it.]

[Stupidly.]

[squadgoals]

[Finally, she walks over, and simply opens her own messages.]

[redshitlord]

[He pauses. Leans over her messages, scanning them. For a second, it seems like it's all going to sink in.]

[And then he opens his mouth:]



... You've got mail.

[squadgoals]

[Very, very gently, she raises a hand, and smacks it on her own face.

With some effort, she carefully says:]

Yes.

[The words are only slightly slower, but ever-so-slightly toneless.]

I can't hear, Sideswipe. That's why I'm sending you messages.

[redshitlord]

Oh. Seriously? How's that happen?

... wait.

[Now he's scrambling for his TAB.]

HOW
DOES
THAT
HAPPEN

[squadgoals]

I don't know. It disappeared in the storm. No word on why or how.

Good to see you didn't have anything like that happen.

[redshitlord]

Yeah well... what do you care...

[One benefit of your authority figure not hearing you. You can sass and not be disciplined.]

[... he wouldn't, normally. But his shoulder still hurts. And all he can think of is what Lavellan's shadow had said. What if... that's what she really thinks, too.]

im fine ok geez

[squadgoals]

[She may not be able to hear it, but she narrows her eyes at the movement of his mouth, lips thinning — but she says nothing.]

Why are you avoiding me?

[redshitlord]

im not!!!! im right here!!!

[He says, looking like the epitome of a sulking teenager.]

[squadgoals]

Yes.

After I searched the ship for you, here you are.

What's going on?

[redshitlord]

Nothing! I'm fine!

[squadgoals]

[The gist is easy enough to get — but she taps her TAB to reply, raising an eyebrow at Sideswipe.]

Okay.

So nothing happened?

[redshitlord]

im fine its fine everything is fine

[It's not fine.]

[squadgoals]

[Despite, or maybe due to the lack of hearing, there's a great, big, SIGH.]

Tell me what happened.

[redshitlord]

i should go