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ataraxion2014-05-25 10:22 pm
born_this_wayne) wrote in ataraxion2014-05-25 10:22 pm
001 -- voice;
--ill you stop that? You're all about discipline, right? How about you focus and keep your fingernails away from your back? You've just about made the raw skin bleed again... man, those stitches need off, don't they?
[the voice post opens abruptly with an interjection from a voice that some people might recognize as one of the newest comms specialists on the ship, so that this might almost appear to be some kind of accidental recording, before a second voice, far less familiar (except to maybe, like, two or three people-- i'm looking at you bran) answers in something akin to a snarl.]
Don't lecture me, you're not my father.
[which is pretty much the most juvenile thing damian could have said, but give him a break okay, the increased sensory thing was already playing havoc on his hyper-vigilance and then his stitches decided to start itching like mad.
he continues after a moment though, tone a little more measured, in the way that gritting your teeth can be considered measured.]
I am perfectly aware they need to come out, which is precisely why i turned this [probably a gesture at the communicator, but since this is voice, nobody gets to see it] on. So would you shut up for two minutes so I can find someone to take care of this, or would you prefer to cut them out yourself?
[audible face palming can be heard over the connection before the first voice cuts in with a little more purposeful direction this time.]
Guys, and ladies, we really need somebody with good medical knowledge for follow-up of extensive surgery. Familiarity with Tranquility's medical resources is a plus. Any takers?
[and then once more from the sullen child in the corner:] Somebody who understands the meaning of discretion.
Sure. But I'd still prefer not seeing that get infected or anything. So medical skills still higher priority.
[today's network post is brought to you by the letter 'd'. for dick and damian are dumb.]
((ooc: red is dick, green is damian, both will probably answer!))
[the voice post opens abruptly with an interjection from a voice that some people might recognize as one of the newest comms specialists on the ship, so that this might almost appear to be some kind of accidental recording, before a second voice, far less familiar (except to maybe, like, two or three people-- i'm looking at you bran) answers in something akin to a snarl.]
Don't lecture me, you're not my father.
[which is pretty much the most juvenile thing damian could have said, but give him a break okay, the increased sensory thing was already playing havoc on his hyper-vigilance and then his stitches decided to start itching like mad.
he continues after a moment though, tone a little more measured, in the way that gritting your teeth can be considered measured.]
I am perfectly aware they need to come out, which is precisely why i turned this [probably a gesture at the communicator, but since this is voice, nobody gets to see it] on. So would you shut up for two minutes so I can find someone to take care of this, or would you prefer to cut them out yourself?
[audible face palming can be heard over the connection before the first voice cuts in with a little more purposeful direction this time.]
Guys, and ladies, we really need somebody with good medical knowledge for follow-up of extensive surgery. Familiarity with Tranquility's medical resources is a plus. Any takers?
[and then once more from the sullen child in the corner:] Somebody who understands the meaning of discretion.
Sure. But I'd still prefer not seeing that get infected or anything. So medical skills still higher priority.
[today's network post is brought to you by the letter 'd'. for dick and damian are dumb.]
((ooc: red is dick, green is damian, both will probably answer!))
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Good. We can start with something very easy--the window in the shuttle bay. Have you seen it?
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Of course I have. It's the only window available on the ship, I would have been remiss to skip it on my patrol.
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[Not even mad that one of his Cool Things has already been experienced, he continues on--]
And the robots?
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... robots?
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The robots that clean the floors. There are hundreds of them, and they are easily chased and trapped. Once, someone fastened a device that played music to the top of one of the robots.
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Why would someone do that.
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I think it was a joke, so when the robot came to clean, people would hear music and be confused. It was funny. Summer liked chasing that robot best of all--though he really likes chasing any of them. When he catches them, he doesn't know what to do with them, since they don't break open when he bites them.
We were going to have a race with them, too.
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And what did racing them entail, exactly?
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We were going to set a starting line, and then put the robots on the line, and let them go--and whoever reached the other end first would be the winner. And maybe we would make the race harder--like make them run across blankets, or see if they could run at the bottom of the pools.
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