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FROM: forbes.caroline@cdc.org
What's wrong with Edward?
Ftr I'm Team Jacob too, though. Werewolves are just way better anyway.
What's wrong with Edward?
Ftr I'm Team Jacob too, though. Werewolves are just way better anyway.
[ nic's bluntness doesn't pass smoothly, in fact— it's taken the teen a bit off his guard. sure, he was a bit lanky, a tad thinner around the cheeks since he's started this wild ride ( ever since selena ), either not eating well, enough or even at all because of a whirling stomach and stress, but . . . ]
Not— not that much. I had juice-?
[ are you his mom now too ]
Not— not that much. I had juice-?
[ are you his mom now too ]
FROM: branford.terra@cdc.org
It isnt too late! You need to take care of yourself! Where are you I am bringing you a mask.
It isnt too late! You need to take care of yourself! Where are you I am bringing you a mask.
[Itachi simply nods, watching the movement of her chakra with fascination -- he's seen a number of unorthodox ways to manipulate chakra in his life, but new techniques were always interesting. He blinks, arching a brow at the comment.]
Have you had that much? [But then again, she is Tsunade's apprentice -- and with what they've been through so far, something to ease the nerves doesn't seem that unlikely at all.
Once again, he has a moment of regret that he's asking her to leave, but concern for his squadmate overrides it. There'll be plenty of time to make it up later (hopefully), once Nic is back at full capacity.]
He's called Nic -- uh, Nicolas Brown. [In case Sakura wants to pull up the file ... or already knows him.] MOstly, his hands are in pretty bad shape.
Have you had that much? [But then again, she is Tsunade's apprentice -- and with what they've been through so far, something to ease the nerves doesn't seem that unlikely at all.
Once again, he has a moment of regret that he's asking her to leave, but concern for his squadmate overrides it. There'll be plenty of time to make it up later (hopefully), once Nic is back at full capacity.]
He's called Nic -- uh, Nicolas Brown. [In case Sakura wants to pull up the file ... or already knows him.] MOstly, his hands are in pretty bad shape.
No, and I've been careful to get rid of what little I have been drinking. But people are always a little more loose-lipped around a fellow drinker. [ sure, she hasn't gotten much out of this other than embarrassment and a few personal details, but she's also building a rapport with people. maybe one day that will come in handy.
also she just likes the taste of spiced wine. ]
But I wouldn't do any medical procedure with even the slightest possibility of my focus not being what it could be.
[ standing, sakura makes a beeline for the door, fully expecting itachi to follow and then lead the way to... wherever it is that they're going. ]
I've talked to him over the blackglass and saw him a few times in the observation deck. What did he do to hurt his hands?
also she just likes the taste of spiced wine. ]
But I wouldn't do any medical procedure with even the slightest possibility of my focus not being what it could be.
[ standing, sakura makes a beeline for the door, fully expecting itachi to follow and then lead the way to... wherever it is that they're going. ]
I've talked to him over the blackglass and saw him a few times in the observation deck. What did he do to hurt his hands?
FROM: lanfan@cdc.org
It just means we agree that I am better than you.
It just means we agree that I am better than you.
[Itachi concedes that point with a quiet chuckle -- he's seen the truth of it in action, though he's never really tested it for himself. He'd always had more ... direct ways of gathering information, and he'd never been good at socializing in the best of times.]
I think he'd appreciate that.
[He falls into step beside her after a moment -- once they hit the hallway, he gestures vaguely in the direction of the crew quarters, sidestepping a few skellies as he heads out in that direction.]
I'm ... not entirely sure, to be honest. And I didn't want to pry. [He'd been given plenty of other things to think about, and was willing to affect a blind eye in the name of protecting the fragile rapport they were building.] It's not pretty, though.
I think he'd appreciate that.
[He falls into step beside her after a moment -- once they hit the hallway, he gestures vaguely in the direction of the crew quarters, sidestepping a few skellies as he heads out in that direction.]
I'm ... not entirely sure, to be honest. And I didn't want to pry. [He'd been given plenty of other things to think about, and was willing to affect a blind eye in the name of protecting the fragile rapport they were building.] It's not pretty, though.
Injuries rarely are. [ and by rarely she means never.
sakura walks with purpose towards the crew quarters, perfectly fine with lapsing into silence since itachi doesn't know much about what's up with nic's hands. she'll just analyze and deal with it once she sees it. ]
Which room? [ she asks once they're closer to the quarters. ]
sakura walks with purpose towards the crew quarters, perfectly fine with lapsing into silence since itachi doesn't know much about what's up with nic's hands. she'll just analyze and deal with it once she sees it. ]
Which room? [ she asks once they're closer to the quarters. ]
[She's not stupid, Nic.
Also, now she knows where you live, good job.
AFTER A MUCH SHORTER DELAY: There's Erin, arrived and (somewhat oddly, considering how poorly she was feeling for a while there) as cheerful and irritating as ever. She's not even going to bother calling for Nic, since there's no point, she's just going to stick her head inside and catch his eye.
There's half a sheet of paper in her hand.]
Also, now she knows where you live, good job.
AFTER A MUCH SHORTER DELAY: There's Erin, arrived and (somewhat oddly, considering how poorly she was feeling for a while there) as cheerful and irritating as ever. She's not even going to bother calling for Nic, since there's no point, she's just going to stick her head inside and catch his eye.
There's half a sheet of paper in her hand.]
[Oops, she let herself in.
She's also dropped to a crouch in front of Nic and pulled out a pencil so she can roughly scribble something on the paper. ...This is what she gets for drawing from memory, she put his part on the wrong side of his head. Satisfied, she holds it out for him to take.]
I have another copy, so this one's yours if you want it.
[Somebody has been very busily sketching portraits all day and now she's handing out copies to people she actually likes. This may or may not in some cases be a blatant attempt to endear herself to them, but in Nic's case... Maybe she just wanted to say hi and needed an excuse.]
She's also dropped to a crouch in front of Nic and pulled out a pencil so she can roughly scribble something on the paper. ...This is what she gets for drawing from memory, she put his part on the wrong side of his head. Satisfied, she holds it out for him to take.]
I have another copy, so this one's yours if you want it.
[Somebody has been very busily sketching portraits all day and now she's handing out copies to people she actually likes. This may or may not in some cases be a blatant attempt to endear herself to them, but in Nic's case... Maybe she just wanted to say hi and needed an excuse.]
[He can't argue with that.
Itachi wouldn't call it a completely easy silence that settles between them -- but then again, he's curious about this teammate of his brother's, and too uncertain to ask. Tsunade's apprentice. That in itself is an incredible thing, and if she's come half as far as Naruto under Jiraiya's tutelage then ... well.
A second generation of the great sannin. He hopes their history proves to be less bloody.]
Ah -- room nineteen.
[And a moment later, a quiet]
I hope you don't get called on to do this often.
Itachi wouldn't call it a completely easy silence that settles between them -- but then again, he's curious about this teammate of his brother's, and too uncertain to ask. Tsunade's apprentice. That in itself is an incredible thing, and if she's come half as far as Naruto under Jiraiya's tutelage then ... well.
A second generation of the great sannin. He hopes their history proves to be less bloody.]
Ah -- room nineteen.
[And a moment later, a quiet]
I hope you don't get called on to do this often.
[ sakura looks over at him and really can't help the raised eyebrow or the hint of a wry smile, the same way she can't help the fact that her voice is as dry as the sahara when she says-- ] You haven't talked to your brother recently, have you?
[ sasuke is her problem patient and she has absolutely no qualms about possibly siccing a worried elder brother on him. ]
Nineteen, you said? [ she's looking at the door numbers, walking fairly briskly until--ah. there we go. knock knock. ]
[ sasuke is her problem patient and she has absolutely no qualms about possibly siccing a worried elder brother on him. ]
Nineteen, you said? [ she's looking at the door numbers, walking fairly briskly until--ah. there we go. knock knock. ]
FROM: farrow.ryan@cdc.org
SUBJECT: TEAM MEETUP? [this is a mass text]
So, some of you guys remember the pillow hole on Ajna... and now we have a ball pit. And blankets, and giant pillows, and I'm sure you see where I'm going with this, right? New recruits obviously weren't there, and given that some of you were also dead at the time, I think it's time we had a repeat.
Tomorrow at 15:00, assemble at the Rec Wing for a team get-together (unless you hate both fun and being comfortable, in which case-- well, I don't know what to tell you, actually.) There will be pillow and blanket forts, along with a team viewing of The Nightmare Before Christmas because I'm biased. We'll call it Earth media education.
And for seniors: Animal pajamas are not optional. I reserve the right to frown severely at you and possibly throw some of the ball pit's balls at your head when you're not looking.
Hopefully we'll see you there!
[ooc note: more info on this is available here if you haven't seen it! it is not at all a required meeting, just something put together for team bonding round 2. there will be a log posted on the 14th in the main log comm!]
SUBJECT: TEAM MEETUP? [this is a mass text]
So, some of you guys remember the pillow hole on Ajna... and now we have a ball pit. And blankets, and giant pillows, and I'm sure you see where I'm going with this, right? New recruits obviously weren't there, and given that some of you were also dead at the time, I think it's time we had a repeat.
Tomorrow at 15:00, assemble at the Rec Wing for a team get-together (unless you hate both fun and being comfortable, in which case-- well, I don't know what to tell you, actually.) There will be pillow and blanket forts, along with a team viewing of The Nightmare Before Christmas because I'm biased. We'll call it Earth media education.
And for seniors: Animal pajamas are not optional. I reserve the right to frown severely at you and possibly throw some of the ball pit's balls at your head when you're not looking.
Hopefully we'll see you there!
[ooc note: more info on this is available here if you haven't seen it! it is not at all a required meeting, just something put together for team bonding round 2. there will be a log posted on the 14th in the main log comm!]
[That stops him short; it's subtle, an almost imperceptible widening of his eyes as he glances at Sakura, before he turns his attention to the hallway once more.]
It's been a little hectic, lately. [His tone has cooled, just a little, now carefully neutral. It's a kneejerk reaction, this need to conceal the depth his concern when it comes to his brother, a product of many years within an organization that could smell weakness like blood. That it carries over to this place can hardly be surprising.] Is he unwell, then?
[And he just nods at that. It might take a minute for him to answer, but he's certain Nic is aware of their presence by now.]
It's been a little hectic, lately. [His tone has cooled, just a little, now carefully neutral. It's a kneejerk reaction, this need to conceal the depth his concern when it comes to his brother, a product of many years within an organization that could smell weakness like blood. That it carries over to this place can hardly be surprising.] Is he unwell, then?
[And he just nods at that. It might take a minute for him to answer, but he's certain Nic is aware of their presence by now.]
[Havoc is on her way back from a funeral.
She actually does look like it. Wearing a black dress far more modest than her space prom debacle, hair pinned back, and carrying a large plate with a few pieces of... cake? remaining on it, it almost seems kind of... wrong, when contrasted against the Neheda.
What's even more alarming is that if the redness and swelling around her eyes is any indication, she's... cried recently.
And when she sees Nic in the hall on the approach to her quarters, she slowly... stops...]
She actually does look like it. Wearing a black dress far more modest than her space prom debacle, hair pinned back, and carrying a large plate with a few pieces of... cake? remaining on it, it almost seems kind of... wrong, when contrasted against the Neheda.
What's even more alarming is that if the redness and swelling around her eyes is any indication, she's... cried recently.
And when she sees Nic in the hall on the approach to her quarters, she slowly... stops...]
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