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[wolfsmother]

[ there's a rustling before the feed begins- but the sound is impossible to place as any one thing. in the background, the tell-tale beep and hum of medical can be heard, chased by heavy footfalls and the clacking of records. melissa's head lifts into the feed, hair a messy knot on top of her head trying desperately to escape.

there may or may not be a plate of waffles and inhuman amount of empty mugs sitting on the table just visible over her elbow. ]

Hey listen, I know you've probably heard it all before, and I know the network is just packed with don't-go-out messages from people you don't even know, but please.

[ her hands come together before the feed, fingers laced and pleading. ]

Please, from all of us working eighteen hour shifts- don't go out. Give us a week? Keep your arms and legs on your bodies? Because frankly, my last decent meal was a microwaved burrito and that was three days ago.

A week, please, that's all I ask.






And maybe if someone could run by with a few extra coffee filters.
We're getting a little desperate.

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[executiveassistant]

[She doesn't know you but--]

Wow. You look run ragged.

[There's a sort of sympathetic understanding in her tone.]

[wolfsmother]

Flattery will get you everywhere.

[ her reply isn't so much irritation as it is wry acceptance. ] Believe me, if I had time from some cucumber slices on the eyes between this whole severed limb thing-

[executiveassistant]

Don't worry, I don't tend towards flattery.

[oh darling. your life is hard and she can tell.]

If I had cucumber slices, I'd offer them to you. But I can make a mean cup of coffee.

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[sweetmotherofgod]

Coffee filters. Got it.

Do you need anything else?

[That's... not meant to sound as abrupt as it does, gj Heather.]

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[wolfsmother]

...A cheese pizza and a new season of Sex and the City.

[sweetmotherofgod]

[Laughter. She's with you on the pizza, at least.]

Yeah, I'll cross my fingers on that for you.

I can run 'em by now, if you want. The filters, I mean. Can't have you lot trying to re-purpose bandages or something.

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[prince]

You're a physician.

[ he's somewhere between surprised and amused. ]

You sound like you need someone to cook you dinner.

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[wolfsmother]

Ah hah no- no, I'm a nurse. I sort of- alternate between babysitting and errand running. [ her hand waves. NOT IMPORTANT, anyway- ]

And I, you know, it has been a surprisingly long time since that has happened? Usually I do the cooking. And I mean, Scott'll eat pretty much anything, but-

Something tells me that isn't really a problem for you.

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[prince]

You're a physician's dogsbody.

[ like merlin! possibly that's an insulting-sounding term, oops. ]

I've never particularly had trouble getting someone to cook for me, no. Part of my charm.

[ and having a million servants and being a prince. ]

I'll bring you something.

[justdumbluck]

[ Eighteen hour days? That almost makes Firo feel bad for not helping out on the ship.]

I could get some coffee filters. Do you guys need some real food over there, too? I could make some soup or somethin'; you look like you need it.

[wolfsmother]

Oh god, would you? I've eaten more Cup Noodle in the past three days than in my entire time in nursing school.

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[servant]

You shouldn't have to beg for that, it's not unreasonable.

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[wolfsmother]

And I completely agree. But, well. You know how people get when someone they love is hurt.

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[redhotsummers]

Thanks, for helping him.

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[wolfsmother]

[ oh-
oh.

she's about ready to start the 'hey don't thank me-' tirade, but a voice like that? she's done enough waiting room talks to know it right off. her voice softens, a wan smile. ]

He's a friend of yours, huh?

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[coffeeking]

You know you have access to General Support, right? We can bring you more coffee, and whatever else you might need. Including food.

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[wolfsmother]

Do you bring backrubs?

[voice]

[doc_pompous]

Someone on this ship, I think, should be able to build us an industrial coffee machine.

If we ask nicely.

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[wolfsmother]

Think we could swing that as a priority one issue?

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[altercate]

I can drop off the coffee filters.

[ yes this will go well. ]

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[wolfsmother]

[ oh no abort abort abort-
jk derek. but if you show up, she's going to send you out with a sandwich. just sayin. ]

Well that's- thoughtful.
Thank you.

[theshabbiestofmen]

If you need help-- I mean, I'm not very good with healing, or anything, but I've gotten to be a decent cook, so I could, you know, cook for you--

[wolfsmother]

How is it that it's impossible to find a man that can make a grilled cheese sandwich in the whole of California, but now that I'm in space, you're everywhere?

[ the smile can be heard in her voice all the same ]

What's your name?

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[emerges]

A microwave burrito? Those aren't even good normally when you have other food options.

[ well hi nurse/mrs. mccall. she remembers you being one of the actually nice adults in her life, so yeah, maybe she's only going to do this because of that. ]

If you need decent food, I could raid the kitchens.

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[wolfsmother]

[ this-

she's known erica was here, even if she hasn't seen her herself. but-
there's a flicker of concern, worry- (but she knows now, doesn't she? knows she's in- relatively good hands. her own.) but it's immediately eclipsed by relief. the name comes out like an exhale. ]

Erica.