//mission 5// [video/action]

[cardboard_boss]

....we gotta get it out......[The feed is knocked on accidentally to show a writhing, sweating Venom Snake clutching at the sheets of his bed obviously having some sort of nightmare. His breathing is ragged and his words are spilling uncontrollably from his lips, as he battles in his dream.]

.....no time....no time for anaesthetic....we-we have to open her now......

[More crying out in pain. What was he dreaming about? He is in pain, it's all over his face, as he winced during a bad scene in the dream.]

...Boss!...b-breathing's stable.....no active....no active bleeding.....she's clean I'm closing her up......

[Snake grabbed his sheet and let out another ragged cry of pain. Ripping the sheet clean off the bed, beads of sweat on his brow.]

.....hold her steady....got to be a- continuous suture....

...n-no! Huey...no! you bastard.....

[Snake ripped the bed sheets in two, as he eyes snapped open and a silent scream left his lips. He awoke to the sound of DD barking loudly, obviously upset at seeing his master having a nightmare. He jumped onto the bed and began licking at Snake's face. What the hell? He swallowed hard, his chest rising and falling rapidly. His dream felt real. Too real. He wasn't aboard the helicopter now and Paz was no longer there. Big Boss was there neither. Kaz, Chico.....everyone gone. He was aboard the Moira. A nightmare. Another flashback. He wiped his forehead and felt sweat there. How long would these dreams effect him? He petted DD and tried to reassure him. Damn.]

(no subject)

[imaginary_wife]

☄ Video
Hello boys and girls. This is your resident sultry Med Bay doc here with another important announcement.

I know. You're excited. I'll give you a moment to contain yourselves. [Dry as can be. It's not often that she does video. But.... This is important. She pulls down her collar to show a thick choker that snaps shut on the side, with a button on the opposite side of the neck.]

This little piece of jewelry isn't really the kinky thing it looks like. Remember that prosthetic project I was working on? Well, I had a side-goal. In the end, an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure.

What's so important about that? Well...

[She pushes the button on the side of the collar, and her face is suddenly more like a human woman's. Complete with hair.] The prevention in this case being "don't get caught where you might get your ass kicked".

If you're headed out into a place where your species doesn't hang out? I'll rig up a face for you and offer you one of these. Two hours of battery power. Bring it back when you're done, don't use it to be an asshole, and be careful with it. I'm not giving you a new one if you mess up that one. I made these for when we had to do hazardous work like we had to do on Emiri, so I do want them returned when you're done.

The catch is you can't be over seven feet tall or under four feet for this to work. Other than that? Anything else within that range I can make it work. We also have some lovely magicians and gods and other individuals that lean towards inexplicable here who I'm sure can give you a temporary makeover. I'll be here in Med Bay if you need me.