video 01 | Aortic Aneurysm
(You know who is not going to react to this situation decently no matter how many times it's explained to him? Eddie. You know who doesn't have a good game face against fear? Also Eddie. He's alone, he needs an adult, and he's pretty sure they don't restock on inhalers here. He knew he didn't need it, not technically, but he also knew that his lungs were contracting at a rate that lead to hyperventilating and as far as he was concerned, that was exactly what an asthma attack was all about. He was having an asthma attack. Maybe. His body was thinking about it.
By the way, he's definitely just been staring at the video for a couple of silent seconds, his jaw working back and forth as he just tried to remind himself that he was actually capable of breathing. This kid......)
My mom's going to fucking kill me.
(The words are whispered under his breath and he would think twice about swearing if he realized how many adults might be watching this video. He was enough of a loser that he could get the whole communication device thing, really, that was fine. But he wasn't quite able to wrap his mind around the full extent of it all.
After a second, he decides fuck it. He needs his inhaler. It goes up, he gives it a few shakes, and takes a deep, deep breath in with it. Holds. Holds.
Then his whole body deflates, his eyes rolling up. He closes his eyes and thinks about how he would talk to the police in Derry. Ha. If that wasn't the biggest fucking joke ever. When he speaks next, his voice is pitched higher than before, that typical 'I'm trying super hard to be polite and endearing' voice that he uses to call his mom 'mommy' when he's real apologetic. He's not even trying to be a suck up. The kid's just scared.)
Um. My name's Eddie Kaspbrak. I'm Sonia Kaspbrak's son and I definitely need to be home for dinner which is like, in an hour. So if anyone can help...I would really appreciate it.
.....God, I really hope this isn't that creep who was taking all those kids.
By the way, he's definitely just been staring at the video for a couple of silent seconds, his jaw working back and forth as he just tried to remind himself that he was actually capable of breathing. This kid......)
My mom's going to fucking kill me.
(The words are whispered under his breath and he would think twice about swearing if he realized how many adults might be watching this video. He was enough of a loser that he could get the whole communication device thing, really, that was fine. But he wasn't quite able to wrap his mind around the full extent of it all.
After a second, he decides fuck it. He needs his inhaler. It goes up, he gives it a few shakes, and takes a deep, deep breath in with it. Holds. Holds.
Then his whole body deflates, his eyes rolling up. He closes his eyes and thinks about how he would talk to the police in Derry. Ha. If that wasn't the biggest fucking joke ever. When he speaks next, his voice is pitched higher than before, that typical 'I'm trying super hard to be polite and endearing' voice that he uses to call his mom 'mommy' when he's real apologetic. He's not even trying to be a suck up. The kid's just scared.)
Um. My name's Eddie Kaspbrak. I'm Sonia Kaspbrak's son and I definitely need to be home for dinner which is like, in an hour. So if anyone can help...I would really appreciate it.
.....God, I really hope this isn't that creep who was taking all those kids.
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(But...)
What kind of books (Eddie also can't help but to scowl, straightening up.) I'm not little. (Said in a bit of a haughty voice. And, for the record, he definitely was very little.)
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[helping? that's sweet, but... oh. lΓΊcio knows he's not gonna like this.]
You're not gonna like this, but... a lot of the other people in the medibay might not be too pleased with a kid chimin' in, even though you know your stuff. Medical can get pretty busy, anyway. There's a lotta dangerous stuff in space.
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(Not said because he doesn't appreciate the offer, but more because Eddie liked to try and be independent as much as he could help it.
It's not..that he doesn't like it, but Eddie looks mildly disappointed, his eyes sweeping to the floor. But he looks quickly back up and just shrugs his shoulders. When he speaks, his voice is softer than it had been.)
Yeah, all right.
(Whatever. He didn't want to be around germ-infested people anyway. He bites at the corner of his cheek.)
...I can just come by later if you want so I'm not in the way if you want to show me it now.
(Wouldn't it be useful if he knew his stuff better? But Eddie doesn't ask that, doesn't say anything more. Adults usually meant it when they said they didn't want kids hanging around.)
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[he cocks his head. lΓΊcio would be fine with eddie kicking it in the medibay; most of his work is on the computers and on his own tech, but he can't speak for adrien or anyone else. he also knows that anything could happen and if eddie was around when a bunch of injured people dragged their carcasses into the medibay... well. that'd be a bad thing.]
Does that work?