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[handelaar]

[While it sucked to sit in his room, useless and feeling worse by the hour, he wasn't an idiot. He was feeling worse by the hour. It was obvious that if he tagged along on some creepy sadist's idea of a quest, it would only hinder the effort.

By the time he felt shitty enough to haul himself to Medbay, though, a problem he hadn't thought of presented itself: rabbits require delicate handling. He might be fine with falling into walls and doors (and floors), but Lodewijk might not live through the same.

So it's a weary, feverish, blue-tinged Netherlands who appears on the screen.]

I need someone who ain't sick to carry Lode - my rabbit. Down to Medbay.

[With that the view whirls around to show a small, sleeping rabbit curled up at the foot of the bed, and then the feed cuts off, replaced by text.]

Use text. Hearing is fucked up


[To Russia, Asato, Heather Mason, Strider, Chell, Josias St. John, Mattie Ross, Legolas:]

Sick. Yes or no

Comments

[za_rodina]

you know, i dont think you needed to take your patriotism that far. red and blue really arent your colors.

[handelaar]

Youre jealous I had them first

[za_rodina]

wow rude maybe i did. sides ive no reason to be jealous of you right now

I LAUGHED SO HARD and a puny 15% encrypt

[handelaar]

I had blue before you fuck off

You can have red hows that

[Okay, he switches to audio and, well, attempts to make it private. Philips ain't a security company, okay.]

You're as fucked as I am, huh...

[walksonrooftops]

Yes. It isn't so bad, though.

[handelaar]

Dont let it get there

[walksonrooftops]

How?

[handelaar]

I mean dont die first

[BALL OF CHEER.]

text;

[sweetmotherofgod]

No.

text;

[handelaar]

[He now assumes that she is fine in a sea of bile and blue.]

Oxygen gardens are yours

Dont fuckit up

text;

[sweetmotherofgod]

won't.

don't die.

text; way later/from medbay

[handelaar]

More worried about lodewijk

text.

[therangerking]

I am not ill, no, though I am where the patients are, to aid the doctors. [ Softly. Also big fat liar. ]

Bring your friend down here along with yourself, Nederlands.

:>>> cutiepie

[handelaar]

[He can follow along with the front. And he can see through the front, and he knows the time period, and, somehow, he doesn't call Strider out. Whether it's selfishness or something more, something else, he doesn't say, but the opportunity provides itself and he will take it.]

I will. You will.

no just a failure

[therangerking]

[ Texting takes him a bloody long time. Especially when he can't focus very on small screens. So Nederlands might have to wait around half an hour before this gets through.

(He's glad that Nederlands doesn't care him out on it. Aragorn is pushing himself forward by sheer will every day. If he's forced to stop, he might fall over.) ]

Aye, I will see you when you come. [ :| ] The gardens will be under good care. Do not worry.

[logicals]

No one cares about your rabbit.
SH

text | threadjacks (i couldnt help myself)

[constructum]

you could show some compassion once and awhile.


[ sorry sherlock, she saw the text and just assumed it was the other sherlock (who more or less, she butts heads with) ]

WOOOOOOOOOO frands

[logicals]

Compassion is weakness. If he wishes to live, he needs to let go of any extra baggage. He may be sad for a time, but it's in his best interest to survive.

The rabbit is collateral damage.
SH

HAHA 1/2

[handelaar]

[Excuse you, he cares.]

Im not dead yet asshole

[handelaar]

[...it's only after the message is sent that he realizes that 007 » 102 isn't quite the same as 001 » 198.

Huh.]

Whats with the new number

text;

[allucinator]

you got someone to get the rabit?

text;

[handelaar]

[Oh fuck his life.]

Why

text;

[allucinator]

i aint fuckin heartless

Yeah, Jack doesn't know how to text.

[bottlearum]

Didn't know you had a rabbit, mate.

[Except, yeah. Jack is sick as well. He might be acting like he's overly drunk, except for all the blue.]

Hello! Hey at least he learned how to hold it right-side-up

[handelaar]

Got him, this jump. Sleepin' in my locker.

[By this point he is not surprised at all to see blue.]

You too, huh.