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((Ken expeirencing his human girlfriend having her period for the first time. Idea came to me as mine visited LOL)) Lauren would wake up like any other morning.. but when her brain properly processed the wet between her legs, she'd gotten up much faster than any other time--
"Ugh, fuck sake." She'd curse to herself, and carefully pull back the covers from herself; trying not to bother the doll-man on the other side of the mattress; and she winces seeing a small red spot on the sheets to boot. "God damn it." Her sigh is heavy; and she quickly hides the spot, to quiet hurry off to deal with the source of the mess first and foremost-
If she hears Ken wake at all, she pokes her head back out the bathroom, and tells him not to move, and to give her a minute. -endlessxrealities (pls tag so I get notif! .x)
He woke shortly after she got up. Usually, they would wake up around the same time. They would have lazy mornings in bed before one of them had to get up.
So the fact she was up already and not in the room---he was worried.
When she called from the bathroom he answered back.
" Oh-Okay! I'll be right here."
He wondered what was going on with her and if he could do anything for her.
@endlessxrealities
He studied her face. He knew her tells; what it meant when her face got flushed. He hesitated a moment moving to rise; shorts low on his hips. " Sure...I can help reset the bed." He looked toward the sheets not really seeing anything wrong with them. " Are you alright ? Do you want to talk about it? Is there anything I can do ?" He offered.
When he gets up, revealing the bare chiseled chest and low hanging shorts- she audibly hums a soft βmm.β Before quickly shaking her head at herself.
What was the purpose of period horniness- isnβt it like, the whole point that itβs too late for that, sorta thing at that level of things?
Anyway sheβs quick to gesture for him to simply leave it be.. βIβve got it- Iβm sorry, to get you up, but.. Iβve gotta deal with this now or itβll be a bigger problem later.β
((Ken expeirencing his human girlfriend having her period for the first time. Idea came to me as mine visited LOL)) Lauren would wake up like any other morning.. but when her brain properly processed the wet between her legs, she'd gotten up much faster than any other time--
"Ugh, fuck sake." She'd curse to herself, and carefully pull back the covers from herself; trying not to bother the doll-man on the other side of the mattress; and she winces seeing a small red spot on the sheets to boot. "God damn it." Her sigh is heavy; and she quickly hides the spot, to quiet hurry off to deal with the source of the mess first and foremost-
If she hears Ken wake at all, she pokes her head back out the bathroom, and tells him not to move, and to give her a minute. -endlessxrealities (pls tag so I get notif! .x)
He woke shortly after she got up. Usually, they would wake up around the same time. They would have lazy mornings in bed before one of them had to get up.
So the fact she was up already and not in the room---he was worried.
When she called from the bathroom he answered back.
" Oh-Okay! I'll be right here."
He wondered what was going on with her and if he could do anything for her.
@endlessxrealities
Heβd hear the sink running for a bit, eventually the sound of a plastic packaging opening- then the sink once more before finally sheβd return to his sight; albeit now in different sleep shorts.
βI need you to get up.β She sighs.. clearly bothered, and the faint red in her face meant she was slightly flustered by whatever was going on. βI have to strip the bed.β
Not so alone afterall [ closed with @endlessxrealities]
Alarms sounded ; he jumped falling out of his chair with a thud.Β " Owww....I'm okay!" The blonde grumbled popping up from the floor.Β He scrambled reaching for the nearest makeshift weapon as he approached the med bay. Of the three pods marked deceased one was open. The body he had seen days prior very much not in it. " What the--"
He was the only survivor. There wasn't any one else alive...right?
" Hello!!!!" He calls out, looking around. " Please don't be a space zombie." He mumbled to himself.
He blinked looking towards the chair before taking a seat. " Astrophage...and that I'm a scientist and a school teacher. But that's about it." He stated. " Why am I up here? I don't--I don't feel like I should be up here. It doesn't make sense." He sighed heavily pushing his glasses on his head as he pinched the bridge of his nose. " Things keep coming back to me. Bits and pieces. Did we know each other before ?"
Lauren listens, as he lists multiple questions.
Once she gathers itβs her turn to speak, she takes another breath, before deciding where and how to begin.
βWell- uh, we knew each other, yeah.β She nods. βWe met about I think- two weeks before launch..? Maybe three.β She scratches at her head a moment, glancing aside.. how much was she technically allowed to tell him, anyway?
βThe uh.. so basically, Astrophage was-is- killing the stars. Namely, the sun, and therefore cooling the earth, eventually leading to an extinction level ice ageβ¦ if nothing was done to stop it.β She makes sure to look at him, ever so often to check if he needed a second, or that he was following at all.
βIt was proven to be a very fast-acting threat, and alongside many other scientists all around the world, you were brought in to.. figure it out.β She tells him, as gently as she could, given the weight. βYour methods were.. unorthodox, but..β thereβs a tiny moment of a fond smile, and a glance away again.. as she recalls some instances of his explanations and showcases.
β.. you were quickly decided as the master of astrophageβ¦ hence, why youβre here.β That last bit, the smiles gone, and she avoids direct eye contact.
He nods taking it all in as she speaks. " I understand... That does make sense. " As she spoke; some things came back to him. " I'm a scientist, sure...But I was teaching middle school kids. Why on Earth would you come to me of all people. Why don't I remember? You woke with all your memories ---Why didn't I ? That part I don't understand. I suppose it could be a side effect of the coma. But again you remember."
He watched her; seeing how she seemed to look away. What was that about ? He wondered.
" You know I didn't get to the others in time. I woke up too late. I couldn't do anything and then I thought you were also gone. " he sighed heavily. " I was going to give them their send offs today. "
She takes in that information with a small swallow. βWell, I suppose Iβm glad you were dragging your feet on that.β Otherwise sheβd really be dead.
βIf itβs any consolation though, I looked at the records, there was nothing you couldβve done.β She tells him, thatβs true.
βYaoβs been dead for multiple months, and Ilyukhina, for a few weeks.β Hearts stopping few days after their tubes clogged, given lack of nutrients already in the body to take from.
βI- apparently, died a day before you woke up.β She clicks her tongue. βTurns out, even NASA-grade AI, is still AI, and it figured a third tube clogging meant the person inside was good as dead anyway; hence my pod then being marked as such.β
She glances at him, again, considering that line. βAs for the memories I.. canβt say.β Literally. β- Iβm not exactly a doctor, I just know that coma does weird things to peopleβs brains.β
Not so alone afterall [ closed with @endlessxrealities]
Alarms sounded ; he jumped falling out of his chair with a thud.Β " Owww....I'm okay!" The blonde grumbled popping up from the floor.Β He scrambled reaching for the nearest makeshift weapon as he approached the med bay. Of the three pods marked deceased one was open. The body he had seen days prior very much not in it. " What the--"
He was the only survivor. There wasn't any one else alive...right?
" Hello!!!!" He calls out, looking around. " Please don't be a space zombie." He mumbled to himself.
He blinked looking towards the chair before taking a seat. " Astrophage...and that I'm a scientist and a school teacher. But that's about it." He stated. " Why am I up here? I don't--I don't feel like I should be up here. It doesn't make sense." He sighed heavily pushing his glasses on his head as he pinched the bridge of his nose. " Things keep coming back to me. Bits and pieces. Did we know each other before ?"
Lauren listens, as he lists multiple questions.
Once she gathers itβs her turn to speak, she takes another breath, before deciding where and how to begin.
βWell- uh, we knew each other, yeah.β She nods. βWe met about I think- two weeks before launch..? Maybe three.β She scratches at her head a moment, glancing aside.. how much was she technically allowed to tell him, anyway?
βThe uh.. so basically, Astrophage was-is- killing the stars. Namely, the sun, and therefore cooling the earth, eventually leading to an extinction level ice ageβ¦ if nothing was done to stop it.β She makes sure to look at him, ever so often to check if he needed a second, or that he was following at all.
βIt was proven to be a very fast-acting threat, and alongside many other scientists all around the world, you were brought in to.. figure it out.β She tells him, as gently as she could, given the weight. βYour methods were.. unorthodox, but..β thereβs a tiny moment of a fond smile, and a glance away again.. as she recalls some instances of his explanations and showcases.
β.. you were quickly decided as the master of astrophageβ¦ hence, why youβre here.β That last bit, the smiles gone, and she avoids direct eye contact.
(("I need that." "A Grace baby?" "Yes." -- ASK AND YE SHALL RECIEVE)) It's the weekend on Erid.
Or, the equivlent of one.. no class today. So Grace was home, reading one of the physical books Rocky had gifted him using many new Eridian technologies and the vast source that was Rockys own 'portable earth thinking machine'.
"Hey, Ry..?" Lauren, once pilot, now partner; apprehensively enters the living room of their also Rocky-crafted house. Her face turned in a way that meant she was trying to figure something out. Gaze outward, but not neccecarily at any actual target; and her hands held in such a way that indicated an attempt to count something..
"How long, earth wise, since we got here?" -endlessxrealities
He doesn't hear her at first. " Huh..." He blinked carefully marking the page in his book before he moved to set it down her words registering after a moment. He adjusts his glsses putting them on his head as he rubbed his eyes.
Oh yeah. He needed to take a break from reading. His eyes were starting to hurt.
He hummed in thought. He gives her a soft, teasing smile. " Why? Getting tired of being with me..." he gets up from his chair walking over to Lauren and kissed her lovingly. " It's been a little over 2 months..." He studied her face. " Is something wrong, Honey ?"
His lips brought her some comfort in the anxiety- but the answer to her question had it back in an instant- and twice fold.
βTwo months?β She repeats.. eyes wide. Her eyes move from him, once again no longer at a real target; her mind trying to double check his claim but.. no, that.. that felt about right..
βFuck.β She whispered first; hands coming up to her face, βFuck!β Itβs louder the second time.
She turns her entire body away from Grace; forcing his arms back to fall to his sides, and she steps into a brief pace, before halting and crouching down, still holding her face in her hands.. β..mother fucker.β
Ironically, all she can think about right now is how sheβd thought it hilarious when someone had voiced if possibly somehow creating a condom that wouldnβt deteriorate after twelve years for the mixed-gender mission team, may come into play.. βdonβt be ridiculous, Yao may be leaving his wife behind but heβs a loyal husband, and Ilyukhinaβs a lesbian for crying out loud-β sheβd said.
God, how does it always come back to god damn Ryland Grace not being part of the original plan? [-as far they had them believing at the time, anyway-].
Laurenβs hands smooth back over her hairline and she stares stressed, forward.
He watched her, a worried look on his face.
" Babe. Honey--Sweethheart, love of my life...I can't help if you don't tell me what's wrong."
He moved coming around to face her. He got down on her level. He reached out cupping her face. " Lauren, sweetheart. Look at me ? Why are you so upset ?" He studied her face blue eyes meeting her gaze.
Her eyes are glossy, and take a second to properly focus on his lovely face looking at hers⦠her chest heaving just slightly, as her heart beats hard in her chest.
βIβm late.β She whispers at first.. βmy periodβs late.β She clarifies. β-by two months, apparently.β
Not so alone afterall [ closed with @endlessxrealities]
Alarms sounded ; he jumped falling out of his chair with a thud.Β " Owww....I'm okay!" The blonde grumbled popping up from the floor.Β He scrambled reaching for the nearest makeshift weapon as he approached the med bay. Of the three pods marked deceased one was open. The body he had seen days prior very much not in it. " What the--"
He was the only survivor. There wasn't any one else alive...right?
" Hello!!!!" He calls out, looking around. " Please don't be a space zombie." He mumbled to himself.
He nods following after her; much like an eager yellow lab.
" Great so that be great. So you're a pilot right ? Because I'm not at all prepared to fly. I'm a scientist but not a pilot."
βYeah-.β She tells him, just as they reach the small ladder to climb into the cockpit. β-I know.β She sits herself in the first seat,
"βπππ π₯ π»ππ₯πππ₯ππ" More switches, dials and lights turn on, much like they did when Grace would sit in the chairs. Much unlike Grace however, Lauren clips herself in half-hazardly, to allow proper access, and greets- "A-LP Alpha." Lauren says, and presses a finger on the side of something, a quick beep is heard and the ship responds again;
"πππππ ππ, πβ-"
"Just 'Lauren' please, Mary."
"πππππ£π€π₯π π π. βππππ πππ¦π£ππ."
As this oddly small-talk-like exchange happens, Lauren is without confusion, making sense of the many readings, controls, etc.
"Where are we looking at, then?"
"ππ£ππ§ππ π₯π πππ¦ βππ₯π, π π π€πππππ¦ππ; π₯πππ π‘ππ€π€ππ ππ’π¦ππ ππ.π‘ ππ; πππ ππ¦ππ πππͺπ€ π€π₯ππππ; ππππ£ππͺ π€π₯π π£ππ€ π€π₯ππππ; π₯πππ π£ππππππππ ππππ π£π ππ£π£ππ§ππ, πππππ¦πππ₯ππ π.ππππ ππ."
He waited watching in almost awe as she gets into the chair flipping switches he had no idea what they were. " It's been 11.9 years. And we're nearing Tau Ceti..." he mumbled under his breath even before Mary could get it out. " No offense but I could have told you that."
βIβm just following protocol, Dr. Grace.β She informs him, calmly, but in a way that tells him not to interfere.
From knowing him briefly on earth, she knew he was close to a genius, but they did not need a know-it-all attitude right off the gate.
Then again, she remind herself heβs been awake for a while already, completely alone, he was likely in a bit of shock himself, actually.. like herself.
Lauren sits back in the seat, and rubs at her forehead with a sigh.. forcing herself to stop the pure training mode, rather than human.
βAll is well, then Mary?β She asks aloud.
"πΈππππ£πππ₯ππ§π"
"Okay." The word comes through like a sigh, some relief she supposed.
" I understand that but it's been days. I have been alone for days. I woke up and I don't even know why I'm up here..."
Ryland taps his foot lightly; agitated. He studied Lauren for a moment. He feels like they knew each other before. Maybe not well. The more he looked at her the more he decided he liked her features. Back on Earth he wondered if maybe they dated ? He definitely could see himself maybe asking her out.
He blinked, clearing his throat. " So... uh....what happens now?" He asked softly.
Lauren sits another moment.. eyes closed, before finally opening them and turning in the mobile pilot chair towards him, and gestures to the second seat just behind where he stood.
βTell me what you do remember.β
(("I need that." "A Grace baby?" "Yes." -- ASK AND YE SHALL RECIEVE)) It's the weekend on Erid.
Or, the equivlent of one.. no class today. So Grace was home, reading one of the physical books Rocky had gifted him using many new Eridian technologies and the vast source that was Rockys own 'portable earth thinking machine'.
"Hey, Ry..?" Lauren, once pilot, now partner; apprehensively enters the living room of their also Rocky-crafted house. Her face turned in a way that meant she was trying to figure something out. Gaze outward, but not neccecarily at any actual target; and her hands held in such a way that indicated an attempt to count something..
"How long, earth wise, since we got here?" -endlessxrealities
He doesn't hear her at first. " Huh..." He blinked carefully marking the page in his book before he moved to set it down her words registering after a moment. He adjusts his glsses putting them on his head as he rubbed his eyes.
Oh yeah. He needed to take a break from reading. His eyes were starting to hurt.
He hummed in thought. He gives her a soft, teasing smile. " Why? Getting tired of being with me..." he gets up from his chair walking over to Lauren and kissed her lovingly. " It's been a little over 2 months..." He studied her face. " Is something wrong, Honey ?"
His lips brought her some comfort in the anxiety- but the answer to her question had it back in an instant- and twice fold.
βTwo months?β She repeats.. eyes wide. Her eyes move from him, once again no longer at a real target; her mind trying to double check his claim but.. no, that.. that felt about right..
βFuck.β She whispered first; hands coming up to her face, βFuck!β Itβs louder the second time.
She turns her entire body away from Grace; forcing his arms back to fall to his sides, and she steps into a brief pace, before halting and crouching down, still holding her face in her hands.. β..mother fucker.β
Ironically, all she can think about right now is how sheβd thought it hilarious when someone had voiced if possibly somehow creating a condom that wouldnβt deteriorate after twelve years for the mixed-gender mission team, may come into play.. βdonβt be ridiculous, Yao may be leaving his wife behind but heβs a loyal husband, and Ilyukhinaβs a lesbian for crying out loud-β sheβd said.
God, how does it always come back to god damn Ryland Grace not being part of the original plan? [-as far they had them believing at the time, anyway-].
Laurenβs hands smooth back over her hairline and she stares stressed, forward.
Not so alone afterall [ closed with @endlessxrealities]
Alarms sounded ; he jumped falling out of his chair with a thud.Β " Owww....I'm okay!" The blonde grumbled popping up from the floor.Β He scrambled reaching for the nearest makeshift weapon as he approached the med bay. Of the three pods marked deceased one was open. The body he had seen days prior very much not in it. " What the--"
He was the only survivor. There wasn't any one else alive...right?
" Hello!!!!" He calls out, looking around. " Please don't be a space zombie." He mumbled to himself.
He nods following after her; much like an eager yellow lab.
" Great so that be great. So you're a pilot right ? Because I'm not at all prepared to fly. I'm a scientist but not a pilot."
βYeah-.β She tells him, just as they reach the small ladder to climb into the cockpit. β-I know.β She sits herself in the first seat,
"βπππ π₯ π»ππ₯πππ₯ππ" More switches, dials and lights turn on, much like they did when Grace would sit in the chairs. Much unlike Grace however, Lauren clips herself in half-hazardly, to allow proper access, and greets- "A-LP Alpha." Lauren says, and presses a finger on the side of something, a quick beep is heard and the ship responds again;
"πππππ ππ, πβ-"
"Just 'Lauren' please, Mary."
"πππππ£π€π₯π π π. βππππ πππ¦π£ππ."
As this oddly small-talk-like exchange happens, Lauren is without confusion, making sense of the many readings, controls, etc.
"Where are we looking at, then?"
"ππ£ππ§ππ π₯π πππ¦ βππ₯π, π π π€πππππ¦ππ; π₯πππ π‘ππ€π€ππ ππ’π¦ππ ππ.π‘ ππ; πππ ππ¦ππ πππͺπ€ π€π₯ππππ; ππππ£ππͺ π€π₯π π£ππ€ π€π₯ππππ; π₯πππ π£ππππππππ ππππ π£π ππ£π£ππ§ππ, πππππ¦πππ₯ππ π.ππππ ππ."
He waited watching in almost awe as she gets into the chair flipping switches he had no idea what they were. " It's been 11.9 years. And we're nearing Tau Ceti..." he mumbled under his breath even before Mary could get it out. " No offense but I could have told you that."
βIβm just following protocol, Dr. Grace.β She informs him, calmly, but in a way that tells him not to interfere.
From knowing him briefly on earth, she knew he was close to a genius, but they did not need a know-it-all attitude right off the gate.
Then again, she remind herself heβs been awake for a while already, completely alone, he was likely in a bit of shock himself, actually.. like herself.
Lauren sits back in the seat, and rubs at her forehead with a sigh.. forcing herself to stop the pure training mode, rather than human.
βAll is well, then Mary?β She asks aloud.
"πΈππππ£πππ₯ππ§π"
"Okay." The word comes through like a sigh, some relief she supposed.
Not so alone afterall [ closed with @endlessxrealities]
Alarms sounded ; he jumped falling out of his chair with a thud.Β " Owww....I'm okay!" The blonde grumbled popping up from the floor.Β He scrambled reaching for the nearest makeshift weapon as he approached the med bay. Of the three pods marked deceased one was open. The body he had seen days prior very much not in it. " What the--"
He was the only survivor. There wasn't any one else alive...right?
" Hello!!!!" He calls out, looking around. " Please don't be a space zombie." He mumbled to himself.
He nods following after her; much like an eager yellow lab.
" Great so that be great. So you're a pilot right ? Because I'm not at all prepared to fly. I'm a scientist but not a pilot."
βYeah-.β She tells him, just as they reach the small ladder to climb into the cockpit. β-I know.β She sits herself in the first seat,
"βπππ π₯ π»ππ₯πππ₯ππ" More switches, dials and lights turn on, much like they did when Grace would sit in the chairs. Much unlike Grace however, Lauren clips herself in half-hazardly, to allow proper access, and greets- "A-LP Alpha." Lauren says, and presses a finger on the side of something, a quick beep is heard and the ship responds again;
"πππππ ππ, πβ-"
"Just 'Lauren' please, Mary."
"πππππ£π€π₯π π π. βππππ πππ¦π£ππ."
As this oddly small-talk-like exchange happens, Lauren is without confusion, making sense of the many readings, controls, etc.
"Where are we looking at, then?"
"ππ£ππ§ππ π₯π πππ¦ βππ₯π, π π π€πππππ¦ππ; π₯πππ π‘ππ€π€ππ ππ’π¦ππ ππ.π‘ ππ; πππ ππ¦ππ πππͺπ€ π€π₯ππππ; ππππ£ππͺ π€π₯π π£ππ€ π€π₯ππππ; π₯πππ π£ππππππππ ππππ π£π ππ£π£ππ§ππ, πππππ¦πππ₯ππ π.ππππ ππ."
Not so alone afterall [ closed with @endlessxrealities]
Alarms sounded ; he jumped falling out of his chair with a thud.Β " Owww....I'm okay!" The blonde grumbled popping up from the floor.Β He scrambled reaching for the nearest makeshift weapon as he approached the med bay. Of the three pods marked deceased one was open. The body he had seen days prior very much not in it. " What the--"
He was the only survivor. There wasn't any one else alive...right?
" Hello!!!!" He calls out, looking around. " Please don't be a space zombie." He mumbled to himself.
Grace nods, standing there a bit awkwardly. He moved gripping the console. " Uh yeah...sure. We don't have a lot to get into today. I mean-- well I've got somethings I'm working on."
He looked at her meeting her eyes. " Did you find out what happened? Are your memories fuzzy to ?"
She blinks, a bit confused by what he was saying, so she moves to head onward, figured heβd follow anyway. βNo, I uh- I meant that I need to check in with navigation, and all that..β she says. β.. then we can sit and talk, about-β
It processes then, heβs mentioned now how his memories are limited, and she remembers.. βhe wonβt remember it that wayβ
She glances back over her shoulder at him as she keeps on, βIβll answer what I can.β
Not so alone afterall [ closed with @endlessxrealities]
Alarms sounded ; he jumped falling out of his chair with a thud.Β " Owww....I'm okay!" The blonde grumbled popping up from the floor.Β He scrambled reaching for the nearest makeshift weapon as he approached the med bay. Of the three pods marked deceased one was open. The body he had seen days prior very much not in it. " What the--"
He was the only survivor. There wasn't any one else alive...right?
" Hello!!!!" He calls out, looking around. " Please don't be a space zombie." He mumbled to himself.
" Yeah let me help." He said. " Im the assistance."
Really, Grace? He thinks to himself shaking his head.
" It's okay. I know it hurts. But it'll pass. You're just hungry and it's been awhile since you've moved."
He stood at her side helping her lay back on the platform the robot getting closer and checking her vitals. Grace stood there awkwardly not sure what to do. He just moved out of the way so that Mary could check her over.
"πππ₯π ππ₯ππππ€ βππ₯πππ πππ€π; πππ‘π ππͺπ€ππ€, πππ₯πππ₯ππ." The voice echoes; "πππ₯πππ πππ πππ π¨ππ π¨π ππ ππππππ₯. πΈππππππ€π₯π£ππ₯πππ ππ πππ¦πππ€ πππ ππ‘π π©πͺππ π£π‘πππππ-π,π-πππ π, π‘ππππ€π π£πππππ π€π₯πππ."
She hisses as one mechanic arm grasps her wrist, and another inserts a needle into her arm.
"βππππ€π ππππ π¨ π€π ππ π₯πππ ππ π£ πππππππ₯ππ π π₯π π₯πππ ππππππ₯. ππππ ππππ, π€πππ ππππ π£ππ πππ πππ¦ππ πππ₯πππ, ππ₯ π€ππ π¨ πππ₯π£π ππ¦ππ₯π π£πͺ π£ππ₯ππ€, π₯π ππ§π ππ ππ¦π£π₯πππ£ π¦π‘π€ππ₯π₯πππ πͺπ π¦π£ π€πͺπ€π₯ππ."
Grace stood there abit awkwardly. " Oh man..Okay. That's worse than I thought. I'm gonna get you a hydration drink. Then later we're gonna try broth. That should help and be easy on your stomach." He offered. He knew he was rambling again. " I'm so glad you're alive. It's been days. I really thought I was all alone."
βDr. Grace.β She manages.. already feeling a bit of some relief from the morphine. Shes sighing, clearly a bit agitated obviously but also acknowledging his help.
βIβm sure you have questions-.β She groans softly at another poke from the robot. β-but if you can give me some time, here..β
Before he can walk away though, she adds gingerly, and genuinely.. β..and thank you.β
He nodded. " Of course.. Sorry. I'll be back to check on you in a bit. " He said as he runs a hand through his hair. " Do you remember everything? Just curious--I didn't have a lot of my memory when I woke up." He holds his hands up. " Sorry that's probably a lot to ask about right now. I mean you just got up. Okay I'll be back in a bit." He said backing out of the med bay.
She listens to his departure, and finally sighs in relief⦠the medicine quickly easing the pain, and the silence allowing her brain to catch up.
Laying there for about 30minutes, before she once again - and this time slowly, sits up,
The robot suggests staying put, but does ultimately offer the IV bag for the taking with her.
The next hour is calm, and quiet besides the humming of the ship, while she properly discards the coma attire, and cleans herself up. She finds a hydration pack, and slowly sips upon it as she settles by the med bay console.. βnow, letβs find out what the hell went wrong..β
Grace does his best to give her some time to adjust. He doesn't want to overwhelm her with questions or anything like that. He knows he can be a much at times. It's a little over an hour before he comes to the medbay; peeking in. He lingered in the doorway watching her at the console. " Hey uh...do you want to try food ? "
When he came back, sheβd be stood at the console, leaning forward, head hung.. the word DECEASED haunting in her head.. behind her closed eyes, all that sheβd read settling in horrible truth.
When he speaks, she sniffles and glances over at him for just a moment- quickly straightening up and wiping her eyes.
βNo- uh, not right now.β She swallows, and clicks off the specific stuff sheβd been checking; clearance protected stuff.
Taking a breath, and meets his eyes, properly for probably the first time in the twelve years sheβd just learned that theyβve been up here.
βThank you, though.β She remembers her manners, and then gestures back out the bay, figuring they should go sit somewhere to talk.
βI should check with the helm, before we get into too much.β
@stuffandthangsandangelwings (Ken, because why the hell not)
The dark is disturbed as the door to the apartment opens and the hallway lights shine in.
Lauren lets out a heavy breath, as she tosses her keys aside and hits the lights, shutting and locking the door behind her.
She kicks the heels off her feet, letting them fly unceremoniously into the room.
Another wedding of a friend survived, alone.
She goes through the motions; a glass of water and some aspirin, to help with the amount of alchohol she'd had -an open bar, the only thing she ever enjoys at weddings- a small wash up of her face, pin up of her hair, and discarding the dress she'd bought for the wedding, never to touch it again. Walking into her bedroom, she feels the chilly breeze from the window, and she approaches to properly close it; glancing out at the starry night sky, and seeing a particularly bright star, not an uncommon sight.
She stares for just a moment, and lets her brain go through the silly motion of considering a wish..
She thinks of the way she watched the groom look at the bride all evening.. just, so enamored. As if she had truly been the source of his oxygen; the reason his world turned... like she hung the moon. Like she was the only and most beautiful thing in the room.
"Yeah.. I wish." Lauren murmurs under her breath, looking at that star for not a moment longer, before locking the window and shutting the curtains tight.. flopping into her bed, wrapping her arms around her pillow, and shutting her eyes with a final soft sigh.
Tomorrow was another day, after all.
Ken can't help but smile. When their fingers touched he felt electricity in his veins.
She was definitely the one that called him here. But how do you tell someone.
I'm the wish you asked for.
He watched her turn and moved out of the way. He goes to a small table and made himself comfortable. When she turned back their eyes meet and he gives her another smile and a little wave.
He moved to drink his coffee taking a sip before adding in everything and grimacing at the taste. He learned then he did not like coffee at all. Even with cream and sugar. When she didn't have so many customers he was going to order something else and try and " shoot his shot" as humans said.
Sheβs carrying on, making and taking orders, running them to tables too. Sheβs efficient, honestly on a bit of an auto-pilot as per usual with the repetitive job, and life sheβs conjured for herself.
Wake up, go to work, go home, see all her former classmates post about being promoted, married, engaged or pregnant, while she sat on her couch with microwave rice and the same sitcom playing in the background.
Unfortunately for the blonde beach boy, itβs her coworker that calls him to the til when heβs in line again.. Lauren giving a customer their order through the drive thru window.
Not so alone afterall [ closed with @endlessxrealities]
Alarms sounded ; he jumped falling out of his chair with a thud.Β " Owww....I'm okay!" The blonde grumbled popping up from the floor.Β He scrambled reaching for the nearest makeshift weapon as he approached the med bay. Of the three pods marked deceased one was open. The body he had seen days prior very much not in it. " What the--"
He was the only survivor. There wasn't any one else alive...right?
" Hello!!!!" He calls out, looking around. " Please don't be a space zombie." He mumbled to himself.
" Yeah let me help." He said. " Im the assistance."
Really, Grace? He thinks to himself shaking his head.
" It's okay. I know it hurts. But it'll pass. You're just hungry and it's been awhile since you've moved."
He stood at her side helping her lay back on the platform the robot getting closer and checking her vitals. Grace stood there awkwardly not sure what to do. He just moved out of the way so that Mary could check her over.
"πππ₯π ππ₯ππππ€ βππ₯πππ πππ€π; πππ‘π ππͺπ€ππ€, πππ₯πππ₯ππ." The voice echoes; "πππ₯πππ πππ πππ π¨ππ π¨π ππ ππππππ₯. πΈππππππ€π₯π£ππ₯πππ ππ πππ¦πππ€ πππ ππ‘π π©πͺππ π£π‘πππππ-π,π-πππ π, π‘ππππ€π π£πππππ π€π₯πππ."
She hisses as one mechanic arm grasps her wrist, and another inserts a needle into her arm.
"βππππ€π ππππ π¨ π€π ππ π₯πππ ππ π£ πππππππ₯ππ π π₯π π₯πππ ππππππ₯. ππππ ππππ, π€πππ ππππ π£ππ πππ πππ¦ππ πππ₯πππ, ππ₯ π€ππ π¨ πππ₯π£π ππ¦ππ₯π π£πͺ π£ππ₯ππ€, π₯π ππ§π ππ ππ¦π£π₯πππ£ π¦π‘π€ππ₯π₯πππ πͺπ π¦π£ π€πͺπ€π₯ππ."
Grace stood there abit awkwardly. " Oh man..Okay. That's worse than I thought. I'm gonna get you a hydration drink. Then later we're gonna try broth. That should help and be easy on your stomach." He offered. He knew he was rambling again. " I'm so glad you're alive. It's been days. I really thought I was all alone."
βDr. Grace.β She manages.. already feeling a bit of some relief from the morphine. Shes sighing, clearly a bit agitated obviously but also acknowledging his help.
βIβm sure you have questions-.β She groans softly at another poke from the robot. β-but if you can give me some time, here..β
Before he can walk away though, she adds gingerly, and genuinely.. β..and thank you.β
He nodded. " Of course.. Sorry. I'll be back to check on you in a bit. " He said as he runs a hand through his hair. " Do you remember everything? Just curious--I didn't have a lot of my memory when I woke up." He holds his hands up. " Sorry that's probably a lot to ask about right now. I mean you just got up. Okay I'll be back in a bit." He said backing out of the med bay.
She listens to his departure, and finally sighs in relief⦠the medicine quickly easing the pain, and the silence allowing her brain to catch up.
Laying there for about 30minutes, before she once again - and this time slowly, sits up,
The robot suggests staying put, but does ultimately offer the IV bag for the taking with her.
The next hour is calm, and quiet besides the humming of the ship, while she properly discards the coma attire, and cleans herself up. She finds a hydration pack, and slowly sips upon it as she settles by the med bay console.. βnow, letβs find out what the hell went wrong..β
Not so alone afterall [ closed with @endlessxrealities]
Alarms sounded ; he jumped falling out of his chair with a thud.Β " Owww....I'm okay!" The blonde grumbled popping up from the floor.Β He scrambled reaching for the nearest makeshift weapon as he approached the med bay. Of the three pods marked deceased one was open. The body he had seen days prior very much not in it. " What the--"
He was the only survivor. There wasn't any one else alive...right?
" Hello!!!!" He calls out, looking around. " Please don't be a space zombie." He mumbled to himself.
" Yeah let me help." He said. " Im the assistance."
Really, Grace? He thinks to himself shaking his head.
" It's okay. I know it hurts. But it'll pass. You're just hungry and it's been awhile since you've moved."
He stood at her side helping her lay back on the platform the robot getting closer and checking her vitals. Grace stood there awkwardly not sure what to do. He just moved out of the way so that Mary could check her over.
"πππ₯π ππ₯ππππ€ βππ₯πππ πππ€π; πππ‘π ππͺπ€ππ€, πππ₯πππ₯ππ." The voice echoes; "πππ₯πππ πππ πππ π¨ππ π¨π ππ ππππππ₯. πΈππππππ€π₯π£ππ₯πππ ππ πππ¦πππ€ πππ ππ‘π π©πͺππ π£π‘πππππ-π,π-πππ π, π‘ππππ€π π£πππππ π€π₯πππ."
She hisses as one mechanic arm grasps her wrist, and another inserts a needle into her arm.
"βππππ€π ππππ π¨ π€π ππ π₯πππ ππ π£ πππππππ₯ππ π π₯π π₯πππ ππππππ₯. ππππ ππππ, π€πππ ππππ π£ππ πππ πππ¦ππ πππ₯πππ, ππ₯ π€ππ π¨ πππ₯π£π ππ¦ππ₯π π£πͺ π£ππ₯ππ€, π₯π ππ§π ππ ππ¦π£π₯πππ£ π¦π‘π€ππ₯π₯πππ πͺπ π¦π£ π€πͺπ€π₯ππ."
Grace stood there abit awkwardly. " Oh man..Okay. That's worse than I thought. I'm gonna get you a hydration drink. Then later we're gonna try broth. That should help and be easy on your stomach." He offered. He knew he was rambling again. " I'm so glad you're alive. It's been days. I really thought I was all alone."
βDr. Grace.β She manages.. already feeling a bit of some relief from the morphine. Shes sighing, clearly a bit agitated obviously but also acknowledging his help.
βIβm sure you have questions-.β She groans softly at another poke from the robot. β-but if you can give me some time, here..β
Before he can walk away though, she adds gingerly, and genuinely.. β..and thank you.β
Not so alone afterall [ closed with @endlessxrealities]
Alarms sounded ; he jumped falling out of his chair with a thud.Β " Owww....I'm okay!" The blonde grumbled popping up from the floor.Β He scrambled reaching for the nearest makeshift weapon as he approached the med bay. Of the three pods marked deceased one was open. The body he had seen days prior very much not in it. " What the--"
He was the only survivor. There wasn't any one else alive...right?
" Hello!!!!" He calls out, looking around. " Please don't be a space zombie." He mumbled to himself.
" Yeah let me help." He said. " Im the assistance."
Really, Grace? He thinks to himself shaking his head.
" It's okay. I know it hurts. But it'll pass. You're just hungry and it's been awhile since you've moved."
He stood at her side helping her lay back on the platform the robot getting closer and checking her vitals. Grace stood there awkwardly not sure what to do. He just moved out of the way so that Mary could check her over.
"πππ₯π ππ₯ππππ€ βππ₯πππ πππ€π; πππ‘π ππͺπ€ππ€, πππ₯πππ₯ππ." The voice echoes; "πππ₯πππ πππ πππ π¨ππ π¨π ππ ππππππ₯. πΈππππππ€π₯π£ππ₯πππ ππ πππ¦πππ€ πππ ππ‘π π©πͺππ π£π‘πππππ-π,π-πππ π, π‘ππππ€π π£πππππ π€π₯πππ."
She hisses as one mechanic arm grasps her wrist, and another inserts a needle into her arm.
"βππππ€π ππππ π¨ π€π ππ π₯πππ ππ π£ πππππππ₯ππ π π₯π π₯πππ ππππππ₯. ππππ ππππ, π€πππ ππππ π£ππ πππ πππ¦ππ πππ₯πππ, ππ₯ π€ππ π¨ πππ₯π£π ππ¦ππ₯π π£πͺ π£ππ₯ππ€, π₯π ππ§π ππ ππ¦π£π₯πππ£ π¦π‘π€ππ₯π₯πππ πͺπ π¦π£ π€πͺπ€π₯ππ."
Not so alone afterall [ closed with @endlessxrealities]
Alarms sounded ; he jumped falling out of his chair with a thud.Β " Owww....I'm okay!" The blonde grumbled popping up from the floor.Β He scrambled reaching for the nearest makeshift weapon as he approached the med bay. Of the three pods marked deceased one was open. The body he had seen days prior very much not in it. " What the--"
He was the only survivor. There wasn't any one else alive...right?
" Hello!!!!" He calls out, looking around. " Please don't be a space zombie." He mumbled to himself.
Waking up gasping with a dry throat and something inside it was painful. Pulling the thing out was painful; and falling at least six feet to the floor was painful.
All she could hear was some sort of alarm, and flashing red lights would not allow her eyes to adjust.
Thereβs an intense agony in her stomach- like she was hungry, no, starving.
βOh god-β she wheezes -that hurt too, pushing up to her hands and knees.. she crawled forward until hitting some kind of wall, finding the corner.. and curling up on herself in the agony..
When someone else entered the space, theyβd find her curled up in that spot, close to unconscious again..
As Ryland neared he found her doubled over in pain. "OH! HEY! You're not dead!" He practically dove down onto the floor crouching by her. " Hey ...Hey you good? I mean --yeah are you okay? You don't look hurt? How are you alive! I'm so glad." He said hugging her before he pulled back. " Oh man...sorry I'm Grace! Dr. Ryland Grace....I uh...I don't really remember you. It's okay to be disoriented at first. I didn't remember anything for a few days and it's still coming back to me." He rambled. He looked her over making sure she wasn't hurt. She looked fine. He was so glad to not be alone. He got a warm feeling looking at her but he didn't know why ? He couldn't remember her but he felt close to her. And instant attraction.
βStop-.β Sheβs able to croak, and feebily push her arm out; needing him away from her, now-
A disgusting sound quickly followed, as her body hurched like a scared cat, and a small mouthful of bile came up- nothing else in her stomach besides that.
It burns, her stomach so upset, it feels like her chest is constricting, and breathing is like swallowing nails.
Mary, the shipβs AI says nothing yet but the actual medical bed slides out, and the arms come forward to help..
βππ₯ π€π π¦πππ€ ππππ πͺπ π¦ ππ£π ππ πππ€π₯π£ππ€π€, π‘ππππ€π, ππππ π¨ πππππππ πππ₯ππ£π§πππ₯ππ π.β
" Oh man...Oh man...yeah that happened to me to. It's okay. I mean it's not it's just been a minute since you've had anything to eat or drink...it's been a long time." He moved then, rambling, trying to think of anything to help. He gingerly reached to take her arm and helped her up onto the table. " I'm gonna help..it took an embarrassingly long time fof me to get back my motor function. I did a lot of face plants."
God, he was talking too much right now.
Still, she canβt do anything but let him help her over to the table, her hand pushing the first attempt of the arms assist, aside.
"π½π π£ πͺπ π¦π£ π π¨π π€ππππ₯πͺ, π‘ππππ€π π£ππππππ π¦π‘π π π₯ππ π‘πππ₯ππ π£π."
"It hurts." Lauren argues, trying not to hunch over again.
The robot's camera tilts slightly and hums a moment.. "πππ₯πππ€ π¦ππ€π₯ππππ. βππππ€π, πππͺ ππ π¨π πππ ππππ π¨ ππ€π€ππ€π₯ππππ."