voice | 001 | mutiny day two, 1734hrs

[affectate]

[And now for something completely different.

For a small amount of people, such as Elaine, the mutiny itself didn't have much in the way of meaning, honestly. The hugest inconvenience was the darkness and inoperability of the doors, now that the network was back up. To her, this didn't seem like much more than a way to waste time -- even having a vague understanding of exactly why this is happening, she doesn't quite get it. Things will be fixed faster if everyone works together, she thinks. Get over yourselves, she thinks.

Which is why she technically sides with the Initiative, but there's not much she can do if she can barely see at the moment. So anyone pro-initiative might have gotten medical supplies or crappy space food, whatever, delivered. Even if you're a mutineer this might have happened. Lack of support for the cause doesn't necessarily mean she'll bother making a distinction, after all. It's not like she'll get permanently hurt.

Is what she thought, anyway. Wherever she is at the moment, her voice is flat as usual for anyone who knows her, but her breathing is slightly rough.]

-- Ah, there it goes...

I apologise for interrupting, as we certainly do appear to be in the midst of a rather serious situation, but this is somewhat urgent. If there is anyone in possession of both ice and any amount of leeches, then I would be quite appreciative!

I am uncertain what I may be able to give you in exchange, but I would be willing to work towards any compromise that you would prefer.

Comments

Christopher-assisted Text

[veratrum]

I write this to convey my most sincere apologies. Can you ever forgive me? How can I repent for my weakness? No, mere writing itself can’t display my contrition. Tell me, what action must I take? Like Viking villagers in a blood feud, how shall we find our quitting? What blood can I pay to atone for my crimes?

Do you want me to kill anyone or grow flowers for you?

[ text ]

[affectate]

[The last person she actually wants to talk to. Ah yes.

The text response is a little slow coming, because she's down a finger and all.]

Mr Chareau de Red, what are you doing with this man's tablet? He is illiterate.

[c-a-t]

[veratrum]

Don’t you think it’s kind of Nature to freeze ancient specimens for the discovery of humans later on? It’s almost like Nature is on the side of science! Since this sort of idea can cause irreconcilable paradoxes, it’s best if we dismiss it entirely now. Place your finger on ice until the warmth of my presence can melt it and reforge our contract of love and friendship, like the reckless scientists who defrost a Neanderthal’s corpse and brings complicated moral and ethical questions into the world of resurrection biology and human reproduction.

Not, of course, that I think of you in that manner.

Unless, perhaps, I do.

Everything is very confusing after you die, you know.

[text]

[affectate]

[A much, much longer pause between messages, as she's busy having 100000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 feelings.

You know. Stuff.]

You know as well as I do that I am incapable of such feelings. Please tell him that.

Thank you for confirming my hypothesis, however. It is best for me to simply wait, and it shall reattach itself?

[text]

[veratrum]

How can anything become attached when friends are separate? It’s unacceptable.

Of course, it could be argued that friends are never really separate because their hearts are always linked together; however, in your case, that probably isn’t true. That’s why it’s best that we unite, that I might unite you with yourself!

Also, Christopher sends apologies. He didn’t realize that it was Liam on first sight. You ought to have told him that I enjoy drastically changing my cosmetics and hair styling during conflict.

voice;

[keep_smiling]

Leeches?

I think we're fresh out of those.

voice;

[affectate]

Ah, Mr Albatross! I would rather not divulge the details of my condition, but I do have need of leeches, yes.

voice;

[keep_smiling]

Please, just Elmer is fine! Or Elel. Or El. [No wait don't listen to him]

Is there some sort of medical emergency? Maybe there's something else we can use.

voice;

[affectate]

Mr Elmer, in that case! You are quite old; I would hate to appear disrespectful!

Yes, I suppose that I am bleeding? It is rather strange, if I may be frank.

voice;

[keep_smiling]

Oi! Don't say that like I'm some old man! [He laughs, though.]

Is bleeding not a thing you usually do? Hmm, then if that's the case, won't normal bandages be of any help? Oh! You might be able to find someone who can do healing spells and the like around here as well!

voice;

[lucency]

Leeches.

[ the frown and confusion are evident in her voice. ]

I think that method of healing died out quite a while ago.

voice;

[affectate]

Yes, certainly, but my finger has been severed completely. For the reattachment surgery, it would be necessary to use a leech to stimulate circulation, wouldn't it...? I have somehow never required any amount of hirudotherapy.

voice;

[lucency]

I -

[ well, that was decidedly not what she was expecting. ]

I didn't think of that. I mean, I don't know; I'm not a doctor.

Is that what you're used to?

voice;

[affectate]

[There's a short pause. On the other end, she looks at her injured hand, sucking a breath. Geeze.]

At this current point, I am more accustomed to my limbs reattaching without the need of surgery. It does not seem to be working.

voice;

[lucency]

Is it - is it some kind of malfunction, or? [ she winces, invisible as it may be. word choices. really now. ] Here - do you need me to call a doctor?

voice

[gillitine]

[Ice...and leeches?]

Um, are you hurt? I'm not sure where to find any leeches, would they really help?

voice

[affectate]

Leeches assist in stimulating blood circulation upon reattaching limbs to a body. That is what I have read, at any rate.

voice

[gillitine]

Oh, I see. Did you lose a body part then? I hope you find everything you need.

voice

[affectate]

A finger, yes.

Thank you very much, Miss! You're very kind.

voice

[gillitine]

Well um, I don't think I'd call myself kind just yet, I haven't been able to help at all...if there was any way I could though, I'd definitely offer it!

audio

[lazyinlove]

You uh...need leeches?

[Ew.]

Might wanna do a mission. They weren't on a lot of emergency supply lists.

audio

[affectate]

I suppose they would not be... But I do suppose that I could travel to an area of France and simply... take some from a lake...?

How strange. Is that not an amusing thought to imagine?

[lazyinlove]

Yeah, it's kinda funny.

[affectate]

I could scarcely visualise myself in such a state -- knee-deep in lake water, grasping worms in hand... my clothes would become filthy. Father would be... yes, so dreadfully furious.

My understanding of humour is still limited, but it does seem funny. Would you like to hear a joke, Sir?

[lazyinlove]

Shoot.