ataraxion | ∟003 ► Voice | Botched Private

[It's late Tuesday--and Alex Shepherd is dragged off into medical bay with broken ribs and a lung that's definitely, definitely drowning in blood. He's sort of okay mentally, all things considered... though, he keeps jumping to worrying about Cid and what this could mean for him--it was just an accident, guys. He probably got confused or scared. It was a misunderstanding. He understands what it's like, accidentally hurting someone. More than once.

... Recently, even.

He gets his network device--probably begged for it, let's be honest--and scrambles to punch in for Murphy, for just a quick word. His vision's blurry, though, and his fingers aren't working the way he'd like. So it's not so much a private message. There's a clang and clatter of equipment and Alex isn't breathing right.]

Murphy--I'm sorry--about running off. Nh-- mad at you, but more everything else --

[He tries for a sigh, but chokes wetly--he has the presence of mind to try to drown out the noise under his hand. Blood's on his palm, of course (why wouldn't it be), and he rolls his eyes at it in a way that is strangely comedic; is he not supposed to do that? He's not really sure, but all he can think is 'my fucking luck'.]

Tell Heather-- [Someone's probably trying to usher the device away or give him oxygen, but he ain't havin' any of that yet. His words draw out, as the word dims down. No, no, wait; he's not ready to lose consciousness. He's got shit to say. He's gotta make sure it's said--] Sorry for--being...

[Nope, that's all he's got. The device slips, clatters loudly, making a sharp noise in the speaker. It's inevitably just lost under the bed as he passes out.]

((ooc: A little future-dated, to later today 'nighttime' |D. I'm totally appointing Dr. Kasukabe the lead in fixing the idiot, but this is just a sort of plot marker for this situation, since Alex can't reply much. It can totally be used for action or anything of the sort, for Alex's CR (you know who you are). Any med bay people who want to be on the scene and help stabilize him and prep him for surgery for the doc is totally awesome Do whatever your heart tells you. :^|b

See OOC note for info and stuff.
ALEX SAYS SEE Y'ALL IN A FEW DAYS))

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Where are y...?

[No, you know what? Fuck it. Alex doesn't sound like he's in a condition to answer and Murphy isn't in a state to sit around and wait to hear news about whether another one of his friends are dead or alive.

[Besides, if he's not in the medbay, then that means someone not in their right mind hasn't hauled him off to get help yet. But it seems like a logical first place to look. Which is why Murphy shuts up and cuts out.]

[Of course, LB doesn't have nearly as much common sense as Murphy when she's freaking the fuck out over it. It could be nearly anyone else and she would shrug it off, figuring it was their own damned fault for getting themselves in the mess. However, she couldn't be impassive about it this time; she needed to suit up.

When she finally gets her tentacles on and sends an audio message, it's with the distorted effects of the Beast suit.]

If you can hear this, I'm coming to find you. Heheheh... hang on.

[Which actually means that she's not going to find him at all, but the important thing here is that she tried.]

∟003 ► Voice | Botched Private | Tuesday Night

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