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[t65]

[The video feed shows Luke in a bed, clearly in medical. He leans in, and, with a finger over his lips, hushes the camera.]

I don't think they want me talking to anyone. I think they want me to just... sit here. I, ha- what do you do when you're not supposed to... do anything? I mean, anything. They don't want me to- to work on anything, or fix anything. Or walk.

[Clearly this has nothing to do with the fact that he's already tried to sneak out of medical once already. He winces his way through a smile.]

Do you know anything about the big droids? I mean, the really big ones. They call themselves Cybercon-... Aut-... [He shakes his head, and then winces.] They call themselves a lot of things.

[He looks around, this time much more slowly.] But- shh, I don't think they want me talking to anyone.

[ooc For those of you brave souls who want to visit Luke when he's bored, concussed and with a few broken ribs, feel free.]

Comments

[seeingscarlet]

[Concern intensifies!]

You just woke up in the medbay? Does anything hurt?

[t65]

A... lot of things. But it's going to be okay, really. I promise.

[Luke, now is not the time to try to pacify people... oh, whatever.]

[seeingscarlet]

[This is Wanda's unconvinced face.]

What's the last thing you remember? And who are the big droids?

[t65]

I was talking to one of them, the Cybertrons. [One day, he's gonna get the name right. Today is really not that day.] That's all.

[seeingscarlet]

Do you think they hurt you?

[Wanda's tone is deceptively calm - she does not like murderbots.]

[t65]

I think it's too early to leap to any conclusions. [Luke's voice, on the other hand, is very calm, trying to pacify.] Anything could have happened.

[seeingscarlet]

[She's still got her eye on you, Giant Droid People...]

Do you remember where you were?

[Because okay, maybe it was a dangerous world. Maybe

[t65]

Amissis-Re, I think... [He speaks with slow realization-] I think I'd just come out of the portal.

[seeingscarlet]

I think if you can't remember and 'a lot of things' hurt, maybe you should stay where you are. It sounds like you were hit in the head. Or fell.

[She could probably tell him what happened if he really wants to know, but that would require a little mental rummaging.]

[t65]

I can't just sit here forever!

[seeingscarlet]

[Someone's going for the Worst Patient Ever award...]

Not forever. Maybe until you can remember what happened.

[t65]

Who knows how long that'll take!

[seeingscarlet]

Aren't you worried that you can't remember?

[t65]

[Luke waves his hand dismissively.] It'll come back eventually. It's only... a few hours.

[seeingscarlet]

Only a few. [She barely resists the urge to roll her eyes.] That isn't good, Luke.

[t65]

Well, I know it's not good, but it's nothing to panic over.

[seeingscarlet]

You don't know if you were attacked and you can't remember. Maybe it is not the time to panic, but I would be worried.

[t65]

I can't do anything about it, though. I'd rather not be worried if there's nothing to do but wait; that makes waiting even worse. [Whine whine whine whine whine.]