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[ text and voice ] ✉ first transmission in which there are complaints and headaches.
[ the first thing dundee feels like doing is throwing up, which in and of itself is a bit of a feeling he tries to avoid. sure, he's felt like this before, but usually it was after a hard night of partying and to be perfectly honest, he hasn't done that in years. the second thing, the far more important thing for dundee, is that he realizes he's on spaceship of sorts and unlike the worrisome desire to throw up, this revelation causes him to pause.
logically, he doesn't think he should be here, but he is and he doesn't necessarily know how, though the weird pod is a definite possibility to him. he has to force himself to try to stop feeling so disoriented before he gets up to go find something to contact another human being with. (except, perhaps he's alone and- dundee doesn't want to think about that possibility.)
it takes him a bit to find his device, but once he does, he reads everything he can. he figures that there are probably locked bits that he can't see, but unlike some people he knows, he can respect a person's privacy. besides, looking at the locks and the differences between this tech and tech back at home, he thinks even aberdeen or cambridge might have problems with it. (speaking of, he notices a woman with the...name cambridge; it's confusing to him and he's pretty sure that it's just the residual disorientation talking. he makes a not to ask about that, perhaps later.) he notices oxford there and makes a face, not the best company, but it'll do in a pinch. though, dundee doesn't technically count this as necessarily being in a pinch, since in addition to oxford, there's what looks like aberdeen (oh he can recognize her texts anywhere) and durham. potentially five out of a number usually much larger than that. how enjoyable.
after a bit of a wait, dundee finds himself typing away, sending a very simple message that will make no sense to certain people, but will make enough sense to the people he wants it to. ]
if the city dundee means anything to any of you, i believe that we might want to talk. just for the sake of talking, perhaps.
[ he then flips it to voice. he's hardly vain, but he'd prefer not to show off how he might look right now to everyone else. not yet at least. ]
Out of curiosity, whose brilliant idea was it to make this transfer, I believe you'd call it, here, come with the feeling of being hungover. Had I have known, I would have packed pain medication in my bag so that I could take something when I got here. I would just honestly like to point out that hangovers are not a way to endear yourself to people. Odd, I know, but it's the truth.
Speaking of, does anyone have anything on hand in the realm of pain medication or should I just burrow into some form of a bed and come out once I feel better?
logically, he doesn't think he should be here, but he is and he doesn't necessarily know how, though the weird pod is a definite possibility to him. he has to force himself to try to stop feeling so disoriented before he gets up to go find something to contact another human being with. (except, perhaps he's alone and- dundee doesn't want to think about that possibility.)
it takes him a bit to find his device, but once he does, he reads everything he can. he figures that there are probably locked bits that he can't see, but unlike some people he knows, he can respect a person's privacy. besides, looking at the locks and the differences between this tech and tech back at home, he thinks even aberdeen or cambridge might have problems with it. (speaking of, he notices a woman with the...name cambridge; it's confusing to him and he's pretty sure that it's just the residual disorientation talking. he makes a not to ask about that, perhaps later.) he notices oxford there and makes a face, not the best company, but it'll do in a pinch. though, dundee doesn't technically count this as necessarily being in a pinch, since in addition to oxford, there's what looks like aberdeen (oh he can recognize her texts anywhere) and durham. potentially five out of a number usually much larger than that. how enjoyable.
after a bit of a wait, dundee finds himself typing away, sending a very simple message that will make no sense to certain people, but will make enough sense to the people he wants it to. ]
if the city dundee means anything to any of you, i believe that we might want to talk. just for the sake of talking, perhaps.
[ he then flips it to voice. he's hardly vain, but he'd prefer not to show off how he might look right now to everyone else. not yet at least. ]
Out of curiosity, whose brilliant idea was it to make this transfer, I believe you'd call it, here, come with the feeling of being hungover. Had I have known, I would have packed pain medication in my bag so that I could take something when I got here. I would just honestly like to point out that hangovers are not a way to endear yourself to people. Odd, I know, but it's the truth.
Speaking of, does anyone have anything on hand in the realm of pain medication or should I just burrow into some form of a bed and come out once I feel better?
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She hears his voice first cutting across the ambient noise of the ship around her; Aberdeen hears it and knows immediately exactly where he is and how far that is from her. In the lift back down to the Medbay and its adjacent locker room, she types out a message. ]
i hear you.
[ Aberdeen doesn't sign it. She knows he'll know who it is. ]
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i'd be worried something was wrong if you didn't. where?
[ where are you or where do you know i am? he'll let her choose which question he meant. ]
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The lift is slow, much to Aberdeen's irritation. She listens to the sounds of the ship instead (someone is talking about projected numbers of new arrivals, someone else is cooking a meal in one of the kicthens; there are hushed whispers, there's the warp drive humming, there's sex happening in one of the sleeping compartments). It's not enough to keep her mind occupied; there's not enough stuff. ]
the lift. five minutes.
get dressed.
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you assume i'm not dressed. it was the first thing i did, even if these things are about as comfortable as being covered in duct tape. i wasn't about to run around in my underwear.
[ while she's still on the lift a question occurs to him and he sends yet another text. ]
tell me you are as well.
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video; very much not locked thanks very much
text; SINCE SHE'S NOT GOING TO LOCK, HE'S...going to attempt a lock of sorts
text; dundee quick trying to lock things it's lame
action + text; you know what he's allowed, screw you aberdeen.
text; TOTALLY NOT LOCKED BRO
text + action; IS HE NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOUR LOCKS? IS HE?
action; DO YOU REALLY WANT TO GO THERE? DO YOU?
action; YES I WANT TO GO THERE. SO MUCH.
action; OPPORTUNISTIC ABERDEEN FUCKER <3
action; IT WAS TWO TIMES. HE'S NOT EVEN FUCKING HER. <3
action; not yet. NOT Y E T . mO__Om
action; E V E N T U A L L Y .
action; the classiest work dynamic EVER.
action; also potentially the most horrifying work dynamic EVER.
action; back off the piercings, dundee :|
action; it's going to get infected, aberdeen. :|
action; it's the nanites, okay, theyr'e trying to heal it PURELL WON'T HELP :|
action; :| MAYBE IT WILL. MAYBE IT WILL. only no it won't.
action; sob can't we just have space hugs
action; no because that requires normalcy. 8|
action; kajdf ugh i love them so much D:
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well
it's an nsaid anyway
it's really more like space ibuprofen but it works
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before i even remotely agree to that, tell me it's not one of those kinds that are going to basically make you useless. since typically anything beyond regular ibuprofen tends to somehow have a side effect attached to it.
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i just feel awkward calling it ibuprofen since it... isn't, exactly
apparently medicinal chemistry's gotten a lot better over the past thousand years or so
i can vouch for it, if that helps
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you can understand my reluctance.
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Huh. ]
are you a doctor?
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[text] hopefully this is right orz
AUDIO; i just want all your people tonight
AUDIO; watch as i give them you freely
AUDIO; watch as i give them you freely
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All the ibuprofen in the world couldn't reasonably help this sort of a hangover without a few hours spent in bed, if you ask me. [ He utters a small, low laugh that isn't particularly mirthful. ] Welcome aboard.
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You assume I wouldn't go to sleep after I took them. I know how headaches work. The ibuprofen is so I can feel like sleeping is something possible. [ dundee's lips curl up into a tight smile though he knows oxford can't see it. ] Try that with a bit more gusto and I'd actually think you're happy to hear me.
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Dearest Dundee, is it? Unless you've suffered some serious throat injury you sound like you must be the version with the incorrect genitalia. Whatever am I meant to call you in this universe, I wonder.
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Statistically speaking, you're the one with the wrong genitalia. Since our acquaintances all have the genitalia that I'm familiar with. Ian works fine, but assuming my counterpart is anything like myself, I have a feeling I already know what you might call me.
Hello Cambridge.
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and what I call you depends entirely on the circumstances. are you fucking him - sorry, her yet?
[ cutting straight to the chase, evidently. And apparently there's something very symmetrical about the question. ]
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text + action; mfy with a side of hug.
action; you guuuuuys D:
action; punching myself repeatedly in the face D:
action; send halp :c
action; sorry, no can do. i'm drowning in feels. :c
action; /drinks own tears for breakfast lunch and dinner
action; /sprinkles mine over ice cream
action; SOB I WANT TO GET OFF THIS RIDE CALLED LIFE
action; TICKETS AREN'T REFUNDABLE WE HAVE TO RIDE THIS ROLLER COASTER AND SOB.
action; BUT I DON'T WANNNNNAAAAAA ANYMORE
action; IT TOOOO LATE TO BACK OUT
action; BUT I WANNA GO HOME AND WEEP INTO MY PILLOW!!!! D:
action; N O P E BUY A PILLOW HERE AND WEEP INTO IT D:
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The headache goes away in a few hours, but I've still not managed to piece together everything in my mind yet. I've no doubt the medical staff have something to help.
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[ which to be fair, he was, to a point, considering he had already been greeted by oxford and cambridge (and aberdeen, but that was a given for). if he sounds relieved, it might be because he is, if only because it's another marginally sane person. ]
For getting everything straightened out in that head of yours or the headache? [ there's a beat. ] It's good to hear from you.
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[A beat, before:] Perhaps just the headache. The rest is a challenge for another day. [And the rest.]
I assume Aberdeen has been in touch? [Someone, namely Durham, isn't entirely comfortable with reading other people's conversations freely, no matter if they're open purposely or not.]
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