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@green-and-wormy
Hey guys! I'm Green. I'm an unpaid intern on the Skeld, currently flying to Industria to transport valuable ore+. One day, I'm going to be captain of the ship! I just have to wait until Red steps down.
I grew up on a worm farm, and I think that really imprinted on how I see the world. Worms are amazing. You should talk to me about worms. Or maybe teach me how to captain the ship? But I think Red has a book about how to do that.
It'll be nice getting to meet everymate!
[Midnight finally came to Medbay, followed by a reddish-looking bean with a little kitty beanie on. Midnight opted to stay by the door, looking… rather nervous around Polus’s newcomer, actually. Looks like they were just gonna let magenta handle this.]
Hey, you’re the kid midnight told me about, yeah? Are you ok? [Magenta asked, walking over to the Medbay bed green was currently staying on.] ya look like you caught a couple of nasty burns on the way down…
[At least green landed on a planet known for having lava-related issues; those salt burns would be pretty hard to explain away otherwise…]
@the-polus-gang
...hi. Yeah, uh, I should be. I- it's nothing big, really, I mean, I don't feel great, but I don't feel horrible or anything.
...
I like your hat. That's so cute! Wait, I really do love it.
[they chuckled lightly at that.] thanks, I like yours too. My names magenta, I’m-
they’re kinda our boss. [seafoam piped up with a grin, which got a sigh out of magenta.]
I am not their boss, I literally just do the template recordings and keep the transmitter nodes running.
And everything else.
no-
[it seems these three have had this conversation before…]
(They laugh lightly, seeing the crewmates argue.)
Well, "boss," it's nice meeting you. I'm Green.
(They extend a hand for a handshake, then sheepishly retract it, then hold it out again with uncertainty.)
Look, um... I've had incidents involving medical exams a few times in the past week or so. Could we make this quick and uneventful? Please?
yeah, that can be arranged, we’re pretty much just bandaging the burns anyways. [magenta pointed out, midnight nodding in the background. They grabbed a few supplies out of the cabinet and got to work.]
so… how’d you manage to end up here on Polus? Midnight was really vague about the whole thing…
It was a blur. It was one of those anonymous things that sometimes appear in MIRA workplaces. Threw me off the Skeld. I don't even know how, it's not like we really have air locks up there or anything, but... knowing how wouldn't change that it happened to begin with.
[seafoam raised a visorbrow.] the anons can do shit like that? I thought they just asked questions and threw around opinions.
Apparently they can do other things… [Magenta muttered, wrapping up the last few burns.] that, uh… has some mildly terrifying implications. I’m pretty sure that breaks the laws of physics somehow. Do you think we can get into contact with your ship, green?
pfft, what are we gonna tell them? ‘Hi, yeah, sorry, your intern fell from space smack dab in the middle of our research station and is claiming grey orbs in sunglasses put them here’?
I mean that’s pretty much what happened…
(They chuckled at Seafoam's remark.)
No, comms are down. We hit an asteroid pretty bad some time ago.
(Their skin shifted subtly, and they raised a hand to their neck as if in pain.)
[Seafoam glanced between Green and Midnight, visorbrow raised again. they looked uneasy.]
damn... a Skeld-class model then? they got that manual cannon that doesn't even have a full range... [they muttered as magenta finished up the last of the bandages.]
there you go, you should be all good on the burns... you have anything else bothering you?
i think we might have some painkillers in specimen. [Midnight added.]
why would we have- oh. [they seemed to get the memo.] yeah, i can go check. i'll be right back guys.
[with magenta gone, the other two stared at the new guy, as if waiting for something. it honestly looked like they had a bet going between them or something.]
(...)
(...)
(Green definitely noticed that Midnight and Seafoam were staring at them; they were staring back, focused on both of them, trying to pick up on the smallest movements.)
What? What's so-
(Their hand clutched their neck. It looked painful.)
Is something wrong?
[midnight looked a little bit worried about the neck thing going on, but if seafoam was, they certainly didn't show it.]
well, hopefully there isn't, but i know for a fact those burns didn't come from the damn lava pit you landed nowhere near.
jeez, cutting right to the chase, 'foam? give 'em some breathing room, they're already having a bad time...
i'd rather we all be on the same page from the get-go. look, kid, just don't try to go after Magenta and we'll be fine.
I didn't... I never said I was... huh?
(Their confusion appeared genuine.)
Why would I "go after" Magenta? They're not a bad person, are they? I'd hope not if you're telling me not to go after them... w-what do you even mean by that?
[midnight glanced at Seafoam, some sort of unease taking hold.] seafoam i think they're either recent or not one.
i mean, either way we still don't want them going after magenta, so it doesn't exactly matter... [they pointed out.]
right, well, basically i'm just gonna leave it at weird and cryptic warnings for now, so just... don't. ok? we clear on that?
so good at talking to people... [midnight muttered sarcastically.]
you would've danced around the subject.
Ooh, I love weird and cryptic warnings! Can I also provide one? You should never give dairy products to worms on worm farms.
(They bounced up and down on their heels, neglecting to mention the darkness pooling in their visor.
Uh, Magenta won't be gone for long, will they?
...kid, do you got like some internal bleeding thing going on? [midnight tilted their head and distinctly not answering green's question.] your visor's doing a... thing.
Oh, that happens when I stand up too fast! And also when I stand up too slow, and when I stand up at a good speed. And when I don't stand up in the first place. And when I already am standing. Either way, it just happens sometimes.
right, i... think you may have a condition.
i'mma go get magenta, ill be right back. [seafoam muttered, shaking their head. midnight waved as they left.]
Wait, no-
(But Seafoam was already gone. Green sighed in exasperation.)
So! You're not going to tell me what Seafoam was talking about.
I’d.. like to, really, but I think they’d kill me if I said anything to you before we knew what your situation was for sure… [Midnight rubbed the back of their head, looking a bit sheepish. Ok, seafoam wasn’t lying about midnight liking to dance around the subject.]
look, uhm… they’re just worried. I wouldn’t think to hard on it, ok?
Of course not, of course not. You... don't mean they'll kill you.
(A beat passes. But, without Midnight's response,)
Oh! I see, okay. That makes total sense. Magenta isn't safe right now, are they?
more like Seafoam’s overprotective, but… yeah. I guess you could say that. Between the bullshit MIRA pulls and the imposter situation, ‘foam doesn’t really… trust people anymore. It’s a whole thing…
Magenta can handle themselves just fine, seafoam’s just careful, I suppose. [they sighed as the hiss of decontamination doors echoed from the hall right next to the Medbay room.]
we can’t seriously be out, we barely even use the freaking pain meds!
I think we might’ve thrown them out after that vial got dropped on them…
seriously, why do we even keep them in specimen and not Medbay like- oh hey guys. Whatcha talkin about?
Not quite sure, myself! I just lost all memory of the last few minutes, Good news is, though, my head feels okay.
(They're saying this as if it is the most normal thing in the world. How long had they been living with this?)
You got the, uh... the... thing? You left for? Everything good in that regard?
you… forgot… ok then, that… sure. Yeah we got the thing. It was just something we needed to check on that’s all.. [Seafoam lied. Fairly obvious sounding for everyone in the room, apparently except for green… though weirdly nobody else commented on it.]
right, well, we should probably get them a room set up, right? Since they’re gonna be stuck here a while?
oh- yeah we gotta do that. Uh. Come on, new guy. This way.
Sure thing, lead the way!
(Their leg bounced, though it looked forced, as they got closer to the two crewmates...)
(They fell on their visor. It sounded like something cracked, but when they got back up, the glass was pristine, and they didn't seem hurt at all, just eager to be with the crew.)
[that gets Midnight and magenta to wince and Seafoam to do the Slow Blink Of Confusion…]
shit- green, you alright? I… uh. How…
[and now magenta is also doing the Confusion Slow Blink. How did they manage to not crack their visor right then, they heard the thing crack.]
. . .
you uh… you good there buddy?
Yeah, I'm fine. Let's go!
(Completely unbothered. Even cheerful.)
I really don't need anything big. I can sleep in a closet if you need me to. Back before I worked at MIRA, I was on my family's worm farm, and there was this huge wind storm and my bed was destroyed and I had to sleep in a tree. Wasn't a great idea, the bugs didn't like that I was there and a branch kind of crushed me in the middle of the night, but I can really sleep anywhere. I don't think it could get worse unless you make me hang over a lava pool, but I can lay near one...
[Midnight finally came to Medbay, followed by a reddish-looking bean with a little kitty beanie on. Midnight opted to stay by the door, looking… rather nervous around Polus’s newcomer, actually. Looks like they were just gonna let magenta handle this.]
Hey, you’re the kid midnight told me about, yeah? Are you ok? [Magenta asked, walking over to the Medbay bed green was currently staying on.] ya look like you caught a couple of nasty burns on the way down…
[At least green landed on a planet known for having lava-related issues; those salt burns would be pretty hard to explain away otherwise…]
@the-polus-gang
...hi. Yeah, uh, I should be. I- it's nothing big, really, I mean, I don't feel great, but I don't feel horrible or anything.
...
I like your hat. That's so cute! Wait, I really do love it.
[they chuckled lightly at that.] thanks, I like yours too. My names magenta, I’m-
they’re kinda our boss. [seafoam piped up with a grin, which got a sigh out of magenta.]
I am not their boss, I literally just do the template recordings and keep the transmitter nodes running.
And everything else.
no-
[it seems these three have had this conversation before…]
(They laugh lightly, seeing the crewmates argue.)
Well, "boss," it's nice meeting you. I'm Green.
(They extend a hand for a handshake, then sheepishly retract it, then hold it out again with uncertainty.)
Look, um... I've had incidents involving medical exams a few times in the past week or so. Could we make this quick and uneventful? Please?
yeah, that can be arranged, we’re pretty much just bandaging the burns anyways. [magenta pointed out, midnight nodding in the background. They grabbed a few supplies out of the cabinet and got to work.]
so… how’d you manage to end up here on Polus? Midnight was really vague about the whole thing…
It was a blur. It was one of those anonymous things that sometimes appear in MIRA workplaces. Threw me off the Skeld. I don't even know how, it's not like we really have air locks up there or anything, but... knowing how wouldn't change that it happened to begin with.
[seafoam raised a visorbrow.] the anons can do shit like that? I thought they just asked questions and threw around opinions.
Apparently they can do other things… [Magenta muttered, wrapping up the last few burns.] that, uh… has some mildly terrifying implications. I’m pretty sure that breaks the laws of physics somehow. Do you think we can get into contact with your ship, green?
pfft, what are we gonna tell them? ‘Hi, yeah, sorry, your intern fell from space smack dab in the middle of our research station and is claiming grey orbs in sunglasses put them here’?
I mean that’s pretty much what happened…
(They chuckled at Seafoam's remark.)
No, comms are down. We hit an asteroid pretty bad some time ago.
(Their skin shifted subtly, and they raised a hand to their neck as if in pain.)
[Seafoam glanced between Green and Midnight, visorbrow raised again. they looked uneasy.]
damn... a Skeld-class model then? they got that manual cannon that doesn't even have a full range... [they muttered as magenta finished up the last of the bandages.]
there you go, you should be all good on the burns... you have anything else bothering you?
i think we might have some painkillers in specimen. [Midnight added.]
why would we have- oh. [they seemed to get the memo.] yeah, i can go check. i'll be right back guys.
[with magenta gone, the other two stared at the new guy, as if waiting for something. it honestly looked like they had a bet going between them or something.]
(...)
(...)
(Green definitely noticed that Midnight and Seafoam were staring at them; they were staring back, focused on both of them, trying to pick up on the smallest movements.)
What? What's so-
(Their hand clutched their neck. It looked painful.)
Is something wrong?
[midnight looked a little bit worried about the neck thing going on, but if seafoam was, they certainly didn't show it.]
well, hopefully there isn't, but i know for a fact those burns didn't come from the damn lava pit you landed nowhere near.
jeez, cutting right to the chase, 'foam? give 'em some breathing room, they're already having a bad time...
i'd rather we all be on the same page from the get-go. look, kid, just don't try to go after Magenta and we'll be fine.
I didn't... I never said I was... huh?
(Their confusion appeared genuine.)
Why would I "go after" Magenta? They're not a bad person, are they? I'd hope not if you're telling me not to go after them... w-what do you even mean by that?
[midnight glanced at Seafoam, some sort of unease taking hold.] seafoam i think they're either recent or not one.
i mean, either way we still don't want them going after magenta, so it doesn't exactly matter... [they pointed out.]
right, well, basically i'm just gonna leave it at weird and cryptic warnings for now, so just... don't. ok? we clear on that?
so good at talking to people... [midnight muttered sarcastically.]
you would've danced around the subject.
Ooh, I love weird and cryptic warnings! Can I also provide one? You should never give dairy products to worms on worm farms.
(They bounced up and down on their heels, neglecting to mention the darkness pooling in their visor.
Uh, Magenta won't be gone for long, will they?
...kid, do you got like some internal bleeding thing going on? [midnight tilted their head and distinctly not answering green's question.] your visor's doing a... thing.
Oh, that happens when I stand up too fast! And also when I stand up too slow, and when I stand up at a good speed. And when I don't stand up in the first place. And when I already am standing. Either way, it just happens sometimes.
right, i... think you may have a condition.
i'mma go get magenta, ill be right back. [seafoam muttered, shaking their head. midnight waved as they left.]
Wait, no-
(But Seafoam was already gone. Green sighed in exasperation.)
So! You're not going to tell me what Seafoam was talking about.
I’d.. like to, really, but I think they’d kill me if I said anything to you before we knew what your situation was for sure… [Midnight rubbed the back of their head, looking a bit sheepish. Ok, seafoam wasn’t lying about midnight liking to dance around the subject.]
look, uhm… they’re just worried. I wouldn’t think to hard on it, ok?
Of course not, of course not. You... don't mean they'll kill you.
(A beat passes. But, without Midnight's response,)
Oh! I see, okay. That makes total sense. Magenta isn't safe right now, are they?
more like Seafoam’s overprotective, but… yeah. I guess you could say that. Between the bullshit MIRA pulls and the imposter situation, ‘foam doesn’t really… trust people anymore. It’s a whole thing…
Magenta can handle themselves just fine, seafoam’s just careful, I suppose. [they sighed as the hiss of decontamination doors echoed from the hall right next to the Medbay room.]
we can’t seriously be out, we barely even use the freaking pain meds!
I think we might’ve thrown them out after that vial got dropped on them…
seriously, why do we even keep them in specimen and not Medbay like- oh hey guys. Whatcha talkin about?
Not quite sure, myself! I just lost all memory of the last few minutes, Good news is, though, my head feels okay.
(They're saying this as if it is the most normal thing in the world. How long had they been living with this?)
You got the, uh... the... thing? You left for? Everything good in that regard?
you… forgot… ok then, that… sure. Yeah we got the thing. It was just something we needed to check on that’s all.. [Seafoam lied. Fairly obvious sounding for everyone in the room, apparently except for green… though weirdly nobody else commented on it.]
right, well, we should probably get them a room set up, right? Since they’re gonna be stuck here a while?
oh- yeah we gotta do that. Uh. Come on, new guy. This way.
Sure thing, lead the way!
(Their leg bounced, though it looked forced, as they got closer to the two crewmates...)
(They fell on their visor. It sounded like something cracked, but when they got back up, the glass was pristine, and they didn't seem hurt at all, just eager to be with the crew.)
a message for both greens
Cream cheese
Both?
Though, I will say... cream cheese.
[Midnight finally came to Medbay, followed by a reddish-looking bean with a little kitty beanie on. Midnight opted to stay by the door, looking… rather nervous around Polus’s newcomer, actually. Looks like they were just gonna let magenta handle this.]
Hey, you’re the kid midnight told me about, yeah? Are you ok? [Magenta asked, walking over to the Medbay bed green was currently staying on.] ya look like you caught a couple of nasty burns on the way down…
[At least green landed on a planet known for having lava-related issues; those salt burns would be pretty hard to explain away otherwise…]
@the-polus-gang
...hi. Yeah, uh, I should be. I- it's nothing big, really, I mean, I don't feel great, but I don't feel horrible or anything.
...
I like your hat. That's so cute! Wait, I really do love it.
[they chuckled lightly at that.] thanks, I like yours too. My names magenta, I’m-
they’re kinda our boss. [seafoam piped up with a grin, which got a sigh out of magenta.]
I am not their boss, I literally just do the template recordings and keep the transmitter nodes running.
And everything else.
no-
[it seems these three have had this conversation before…]
(They laugh lightly, seeing the crewmates argue.)
Well, "boss," it's nice meeting you. I'm Green.
(They extend a hand for a handshake, then sheepishly retract it, then hold it out again with uncertainty.)
Look, um... I've had incidents involving medical exams a few times in the past week or so. Could we make this quick and uneventful? Please?
yeah, that can be arranged, we’re pretty much just bandaging the burns anyways. [magenta pointed out, midnight nodding in the background. They grabbed a few supplies out of the cabinet and got to work.]
so… how’d you manage to end up here on Polus? Midnight was really vague about the whole thing…
It was a blur. It was one of those anonymous things that sometimes appear in MIRA workplaces. Threw me off the Skeld. I don't even know how, it's not like we really have air locks up there or anything, but... knowing how wouldn't change that it happened to begin with.
[seafoam raised a visorbrow.] the anons can do shit like that? I thought they just asked questions and threw around opinions.
Apparently they can do other things… [Magenta muttered, wrapping up the last few burns.] that, uh… has some mildly terrifying implications. I’m pretty sure that breaks the laws of physics somehow. Do you think we can get into contact with your ship, green?
pfft, what are we gonna tell them? ‘Hi, yeah, sorry, your intern fell from space smack dab in the middle of our research station and is claiming grey orbs in sunglasses put them here’?
I mean that’s pretty much what happened…
(They chuckled at Seafoam's remark.)
No, comms are down. We hit an asteroid pretty bad some time ago.
(Their skin shifted subtly, and they raised a hand to their neck as if in pain.)
[Seafoam glanced between Green and Midnight, visorbrow raised again. they looked uneasy.]
damn... a Skeld-class model then? they got that manual cannon that doesn't even have a full range... [they muttered as magenta finished up the last of the bandages.]
there you go, you should be all good on the burns... you have anything else bothering you?
i think we might have some painkillers in specimen. [Midnight added.]
why would we have- oh. [they seemed to get the memo.] yeah, i can go check. i'll be right back guys.
[with magenta gone, the other two stared at the new guy, as if waiting for something. it honestly looked like they had a bet going between them or something.]
(...)
(...)
(Green definitely noticed that Midnight and Seafoam were staring at them; they were staring back, focused on both of them, trying to pick up on the smallest movements.)
What? What's so-
(Their hand clutched their neck. It looked painful.)
Is something wrong?
[midnight looked a little bit worried about the neck thing going on, but if seafoam was, they certainly didn't show it.]
well, hopefully there isn't, but i know for a fact those burns didn't come from the damn lava pit you landed nowhere near.
jeez, cutting right to the chase, 'foam? give 'em some breathing room, they're already having a bad time...
i'd rather we all be on the same page from the get-go. look, kid, just don't try to go after Magenta and we'll be fine.
I didn't... I never said I was... huh?
(Their confusion appeared genuine.)
Why would I "go after" Magenta? They're not a bad person, are they? I'd hope not if you're telling me not to go after them... w-what do you even mean by that?
[midnight glanced at Seafoam, some sort of unease taking hold.] seafoam i think they're either recent or not one.
i mean, either way we still don't want them going after magenta, so it doesn't exactly matter... [they pointed out.]
right, well, basically i'm just gonna leave it at weird and cryptic warnings for now, so just... don't. ok? we clear on that?
so good at talking to people... [midnight muttered sarcastically.]
you would've danced around the subject.
Ooh, I love weird and cryptic warnings! Can I also provide one? You should never give dairy products to worms on worm farms.
(They bounced up and down on their heels, neglecting to mention the darkness pooling in their visor.
Uh, Magenta won't be gone for long, will they?
...kid, do you got like some internal bleeding thing going on? [midnight tilted their head and distinctly not answering green's question.] your visor's doing a... thing.
Oh, that happens when I stand up too fast! And also when I stand up too slow, and when I stand up at a good speed. And when I don't stand up in the first place. And when I already am standing. Either way, it just happens sometimes.
right, i... think you may have a condition.
i'mma go get magenta, ill be right back. [seafoam muttered, shaking their head. midnight waved as they left.]
Wait, no-
(But Seafoam was already gone. Green sighed in exasperation.)
So! You're not going to tell me what Seafoam was talking about.
I’d.. like to, really, but I think they’d kill me if I said anything to you before we knew what your situation was for sure… [Midnight rubbed the back of their head, looking a bit sheepish. Ok, seafoam wasn’t lying about midnight liking to dance around the subject.]
look, uhm… they’re just worried. I wouldn’t think to hard on it, ok?
Of course not, of course not. You... don't mean they'll kill you.
(A beat passes. But, without Midnight's response,)
Oh! I see, okay. That makes total sense. Magenta isn't safe right now, are they?
more like Seafoam’s overprotective, but… yeah. I guess you could say that. Between the bullshit MIRA pulls and the imposter situation, ‘foam doesn’t really… trust people anymore. It’s a whole thing…
Magenta can handle themselves just fine, seafoam’s just careful, I suppose. [they sighed as the hiss of decontamination doors echoed from the hall right next to the Medbay room.]
we can’t seriously be out, we barely even use the freaking pain meds!
I think we might’ve thrown them out after that vial got dropped on them…
seriously, why do we even keep them in specimen and not Medbay like- oh hey guys. Whatcha talkin about?
Not quite sure, myself! I just lost all memory of the last few minutes, Good news is, though, my head feels okay.
(They're saying this as if it is the most normal thing in the world. How long had they been living with this?)
You got the, uh... the... thing? You left for? Everything good in that regard?
[Midnight finally came to Medbay, followed by a reddish-looking bean with a little kitty beanie on. Midnight opted to stay by the door, looking… rather nervous around Polus’s newcomer, actually. Looks like they were just gonna let magenta handle this.]
Hey, you’re the kid midnight told me about, yeah? Are you ok? [Magenta asked, walking over to the Medbay bed green was currently staying on.] ya look like you caught a couple of nasty burns on the way down…
[At least green landed on a planet known for having lava-related issues; those salt burns would be pretty hard to explain away otherwise…]
@the-polus-gang
...hi. Yeah, uh, I should be. I- it's nothing big, really, I mean, I don't feel great, but I don't feel horrible or anything.
...
I like your hat. That's so cute! Wait, I really do love it.
[they chuckled lightly at that.] thanks, I like yours too. My names magenta, I’m-
they’re kinda our boss. [seafoam piped up with a grin, which got a sigh out of magenta.]
I am not their boss, I literally just do the template recordings and keep the transmitter nodes running.
And everything else.
no-
[it seems these three have had this conversation before…]
(They laugh lightly, seeing the crewmates argue.)
Well, "boss," it's nice meeting you. I'm Green.
(They extend a hand for a handshake, then sheepishly retract it, then hold it out again with uncertainty.)
Look, um... I've had incidents involving medical exams a few times in the past week or so. Could we make this quick and uneventful? Please?
yeah, that can be arranged, we’re pretty much just bandaging the burns anyways. [magenta pointed out, midnight nodding in the background. They grabbed a few supplies out of the cabinet and got to work.]
so… how’d you manage to end up here on Polus? Midnight was really vague about the whole thing…
It was a blur. It was one of those anonymous things that sometimes appear in MIRA workplaces. Threw me off the Skeld. I don't even know how, it's not like we really have air locks up there or anything, but... knowing how wouldn't change that it happened to begin with.
[seafoam raised a visorbrow.] the anons can do shit like that? I thought they just asked questions and threw around opinions.
Apparently they can do other things… [Magenta muttered, wrapping up the last few burns.] that, uh… has some mildly terrifying implications. I’m pretty sure that breaks the laws of physics somehow. Do you think we can get into contact with your ship, green?
pfft, what are we gonna tell them? ‘Hi, yeah, sorry, your intern fell from space smack dab in the middle of our research station and is claiming grey orbs in sunglasses put them here’?
I mean that’s pretty much what happened…
(They chuckled at Seafoam's remark.)
No, comms are down. We hit an asteroid pretty bad some time ago.
(Their skin shifted subtly, and they raised a hand to their neck as if in pain.)
[Seafoam glanced between Green and Midnight, visorbrow raised again. they looked uneasy.]
damn... a Skeld-class model then? they got that manual cannon that doesn't even have a full range... [they muttered as magenta finished up the last of the bandages.]
there you go, you should be all good on the burns... you have anything else bothering you?
i think we might have some painkillers in specimen. [Midnight added.]
why would we have- oh. [they seemed to get the memo.] yeah, i can go check. i'll be right back guys.
[with magenta gone, the other two stared at the new guy, as if waiting for something. it honestly looked like they had a bet going between them or something.]
(...)
(...)
(Green definitely noticed that Midnight and Seafoam were staring at them; they were staring back, focused on both of them, trying to pick up on the smallest movements.)
What? What's so-
(Their hand clutched their neck. It looked painful.)
Is something wrong?
[midnight looked a little bit worried about the neck thing going on, but if seafoam was, they certainly didn't show it.]
well, hopefully there isn't, but i know for a fact those burns didn't come from the damn lava pit you landed nowhere near.
jeez, cutting right to the chase, 'foam? give 'em some breathing room, they're already having a bad time...
i'd rather we all be on the same page from the get-go. look, kid, just don't try to go after Magenta and we'll be fine.
I didn't... I never said I was... huh?
(Their confusion appeared genuine.)
Why would I "go after" Magenta? They're not a bad person, are they? I'd hope not if you're telling me not to go after them... w-what do you even mean by that?
[midnight glanced at Seafoam, some sort of unease taking hold.] seafoam i think they're either recent or not one.
i mean, either way we still don't want them going after magenta, so it doesn't exactly matter... [they pointed out.]
right, well, basically i'm just gonna leave it at weird and cryptic warnings for now, so just... don't. ok? we clear on that?
so good at talking to people... [midnight muttered sarcastically.]
you would've danced around the subject.
Ooh, I love weird and cryptic warnings! Can I also provide one? You should never give dairy products to worms on worm farms.
(They bounced up and down on their heels, neglecting to mention the darkness pooling in their visor.
Uh, Magenta won't be gone for long, will they?
...kid, do you got like some internal bleeding thing going on? [midnight tilted their head and distinctly not answering green's question.] your visor's doing a... thing.
Oh, that happens when I stand up too fast! And also when I stand up too slow, and when I stand up at a good speed. And when I don't stand up in the first place. And when I already am standing. Either way, it just happens sometimes.
right, i... think you may have a condition.
i'mma go get magenta, ill be right back. [seafoam muttered, shaking their head. midnight waved as they left.]
Wait, no-
(But Seafoam was already gone. Green sighed in exasperation.)
So! You're not going to tell me what Seafoam was talking about.
I’d.. like to, really, but I think they’d kill me if I said anything to you before we knew what your situation was for sure… [Midnight rubbed the back of their head, looking a bit sheepish. Ok, seafoam wasn’t lying about midnight liking to dance around the subject.]
look, uhm… they’re just worried. I wouldn’t think to hard on it, ok?
Of course not, of course not. You... don't mean they'll kill you.
(A beat passes. But, without Midnight's response,)
Oh! I see, okay. That makes total sense. Magenta isn't safe right now, are they?
[Midnight finally came to Medbay, followed by a reddish-looking bean with a little kitty beanie on. Midnight opted to stay by the door, looking… rather nervous around Polus’s newcomer, actually. Looks like they were just gonna let magenta handle this.]
Hey, you’re the kid midnight told me about, yeah? Are you ok? [Magenta asked, walking over to the Medbay bed green was currently staying on.] ya look like you caught a couple of nasty burns on the way down…
[At least green landed on a planet known for having lava-related issues; those salt burns would be pretty hard to explain away otherwise…]
@the-polus-gang
...hi. Yeah, uh, I should be. I- it's nothing big, really, I mean, I don't feel great, but I don't feel horrible or anything.
...
I like your hat. That's so cute! Wait, I really do love it.
[they chuckled lightly at that.] thanks, I like yours too. My names magenta, I’m-
they’re kinda our boss. [seafoam piped up with a grin, which got a sigh out of magenta.]
I am not their boss, I literally just do the template recordings and keep the transmitter nodes running.
And everything else.
no-
[it seems these three have had this conversation before…]
(They laugh lightly, seeing the crewmates argue.)
Well, "boss," it's nice meeting you. I'm Green.
(They extend a hand for a handshake, then sheepishly retract it, then hold it out again with uncertainty.)
Look, um... I've had incidents involving medical exams a few times in the past week or so. Could we make this quick and uneventful? Please?
yeah, that can be arranged, we’re pretty much just bandaging the burns anyways. [magenta pointed out, midnight nodding in the background. They grabbed a few supplies out of the cabinet and got to work.]
so… how’d you manage to end up here on Polus? Midnight was really vague about the whole thing…
It was a blur. It was one of those anonymous things that sometimes appear in MIRA workplaces. Threw me off the Skeld. I don't even know how, it's not like we really have air locks up there or anything, but... knowing how wouldn't change that it happened to begin with.
[seafoam raised a visorbrow.] the anons can do shit like that? I thought they just asked questions and threw around opinions.
Apparently they can do other things… [Magenta muttered, wrapping up the last few burns.] that, uh… has some mildly terrifying implications. I’m pretty sure that breaks the laws of physics somehow. Do you think we can get into contact with your ship, green?
pfft, what are we gonna tell them? ‘Hi, yeah, sorry, your intern fell from space smack dab in the middle of our research station and is claiming grey orbs in sunglasses put them here’?
I mean that’s pretty much what happened…
(They chuckled at Seafoam's remark.)
No, comms are down. We hit an asteroid pretty bad some time ago.
(Their skin shifted subtly, and they raised a hand to their neck as if in pain.)
[Seafoam glanced between Green and Midnight, visorbrow raised again. they looked uneasy.]
damn... a Skeld-class model then? they got that manual cannon that doesn't even have a full range... [they muttered as magenta finished up the last of the bandages.]
there you go, you should be all good on the burns... you have anything else bothering you?
i think we might have some painkillers in specimen. [Midnight added.]
why would we have- oh. [they seemed to get the memo.] yeah, i can go check. i'll be right back guys.
[with magenta gone, the other two stared at the new guy, as if waiting for something. it honestly looked like they had a bet going between them or something.]
(...)
(...)
(Green definitely noticed that Midnight and Seafoam were staring at them; they were staring back, focused on both of them, trying to pick up on the smallest movements.)
What? What's so-
(Their hand clutched their neck. It looked painful.)
Is something wrong?
[midnight looked a little bit worried about the neck thing going on, but if seafoam was, they certainly didn't show it.]
well, hopefully there isn't, but i know for a fact those burns didn't come from the damn lava pit you landed nowhere near.
jeez, cutting right to the chase, 'foam? give 'em some breathing room, they're already having a bad time...
i'd rather we all be on the same page from the get-go. look, kid, just don't try to go after Magenta and we'll be fine.
I didn't... I never said I was... huh?
(Their confusion appeared genuine.)
Why would I "go after" Magenta? They're not a bad person, are they? I'd hope not if you're telling me not to go after them... w-what do you even mean by that?
[midnight glanced at Seafoam, some sort of unease taking hold.] seafoam i think they're either recent or not one.
i mean, either way we still don't want them going after magenta, so it doesn't exactly matter... [they pointed out.]
right, well, basically i'm just gonna leave it at weird and cryptic warnings for now, so just... don't. ok? we clear on that?
so good at talking to people... [midnight muttered sarcastically.]
you would've danced around the subject.
Ooh, I love weird and cryptic warnings! Can I also provide one? You should never give dairy products to worms on worm farms.
(They bounced up and down on their heels, neglecting to mention the darkness pooling in their visor.
Uh, Magenta won't be gone for long, will they?
...kid, do you got like some internal bleeding thing going on? [midnight tilted their head and distinctly not answering green's question.] your visor's doing a... thing.
Oh, that happens when I stand up too fast! And also when I stand up too slow, and when I stand up at a good speed. And when I don't stand up in the first place. And when I already am standing. Either way, it just happens sometimes.
right, i... think you may have a condition.
i'mma go get magenta, ill be right back. [seafoam muttered, shaking their head. midnight waved as they left.]
Wait, no-
(But Seafoam was already gone. Green sighed in exasperation.)
So! You're not going to tell me what Seafoam was talking about.
[Midnight finally came to Medbay, followed by a reddish-looking bean with a little kitty beanie on. Midnight opted to stay by the door, looking… rather nervous around Polus’s newcomer, actually. Looks like they were just gonna let magenta handle this.]
Hey, you’re the kid midnight told me about, yeah? Are you ok? [Magenta asked, walking over to the Medbay bed green was currently staying on.] ya look like you caught a couple of nasty burns on the way down…
[At least green landed on a planet known for having lava-related issues; those salt burns would be pretty hard to explain away otherwise…]
@the-polus-gang
...hi. Yeah, uh, I should be. I- it's nothing big, really, I mean, I don't feel great, but I don't feel horrible or anything.
...
I like your hat. That's so cute! Wait, I really do love it.
[they chuckled lightly at that.] thanks, I like yours too. My names magenta, I’m-
they’re kinda our boss. [seafoam piped up with a grin, which got a sigh out of magenta.]
I am not their boss, I literally just do the template recordings and keep the transmitter nodes running.
And everything else.
no-
[it seems these three have had this conversation before…]
(They laugh lightly, seeing the crewmates argue.)
Well, "boss," it's nice meeting you. I'm Green.
(They extend a hand for a handshake, then sheepishly retract it, then hold it out again with uncertainty.)
Look, um... I've had incidents involving medical exams a few times in the past week or so. Could we make this quick and uneventful? Please?
yeah, that can be arranged, we’re pretty much just bandaging the burns anyways. [magenta pointed out, midnight nodding in the background. They grabbed a few supplies out of the cabinet and got to work.]
so… how’d you manage to end up here on Polus? Midnight was really vague about the whole thing…
It was a blur. It was one of those anonymous things that sometimes appear in MIRA workplaces. Threw me off the Skeld. I don't even know how, it's not like we really have air locks up there or anything, but... knowing how wouldn't change that it happened to begin with.
[seafoam raised a visorbrow.] the anons can do shit like that? I thought they just asked questions and threw around opinions.
Apparently they can do other things… [Magenta muttered, wrapping up the last few burns.] that, uh… has some mildly terrifying implications. I’m pretty sure that breaks the laws of physics somehow. Do you think we can get into contact with your ship, green?
pfft, what are we gonna tell them? ‘Hi, yeah, sorry, your intern fell from space smack dab in the middle of our research station and is claiming grey orbs in sunglasses put them here’?
I mean that’s pretty much what happened…
(They chuckled at Seafoam's remark.)
No, comms are down. We hit an asteroid pretty bad some time ago.
(Their skin shifted subtly, and they raised a hand to their neck as if in pain.)
[Seafoam glanced between Green and Midnight, visorbrow raised again. they looked uneasy.]
damn... a Skeld-class model then? they got that manual cannon that doesn't even have a full range... [they muttered as magenta finished up the last of the bandages.]
there you go, you should be all good on the burns... you have anything else bothering you?
i think we might have some painkillers in specimen. [Midnight added.]
why would we have- oh. [they seemed to get the memo.] yeah, i can go check. i'll be right back guys.
[with magenta gone, the other two stared at the new guy, as if waiting for something. it honestly looked like they had a bet going between them or something.]
(...)
(...)
(Green definitely noticed that Midnight and Seafoam were staring at them; they were staring back, focused on both of them, trying to pick up on the smallest movements.)
What? What's so-
(Their hand clutched their neck. It looked painful.)
Is something wrong?
[midnight looked a little bit worried about the neck thing going on, but if seafoam was, they certainly didn't show it.]
well, hopefully there isn't, but i know for a fact those burns didn't come from the damn lava pit you landed nowhere near.
jeez, cutting right to the chase, 'foam? give 'em some breathing room, they're already having a bad time...
i'd rather we all be on the same page from the get-go. look, kid, just don't try to go after Magenta and we'll be fine.
I didn't... I never said I was... huh?
(Their confusion appeared genuine.)
Why would I "go after" Magenta? They're not a bad person, are they? I'd hope not if you're telling me not to go after them... w-what do you even mean by that?
[midnight glanced at Seafoam, some sort of unease taking hold.] seafoam i think they're either recent or not one.
i mean, either way we still don't want them going after magenta, so it doesn't exactly matter... [they pointed out.]
right, well, basically i'm just gonna leave it at weird and cryptic warnings for now, so just... don't. ok? we clear on that?
so good at talking to people... [midnight muttered sarcastically.]
you would've danced around the subject.
Ooh, I love weird and cryptic warnings! Can I also provide one? You should never give dairy products to worms on worm farms.
(They bounced up and down on their heels, neglecting to mention the darkness pooling in their visor.
Uh, Magenta won't be gone for long, will they?
...kid, do you got like some internal bleeding thing going on? [midnight tilted their head and distinctly not answering green's question.] your visor's doing a... thing.
Oh, that happens when I stand up too fast! And also when I stand up too slow, and when I stand up at a good speed. And when I don't stand up in the first place. And when I already am standing. Either way, it just happens sometimes.
[Midnight finally came to Medbay, followed by a reddish-looking bean with a little kitty beanie on. Midnight opted to stay by the door, looking… rather nervous around Polus’s newcomer, actually. Looks like they were just gonna let magenta handle this.]
Hey, you’re the kid midnight told me about, yeah? Are you ok? [Magenta asked, walking over to the Medbay bed green was currently staying on.] ya look like you caught a couple of nasty burns on the way down…
[At least green landed on a planet known for having lava-related issues; those salt burns would be pretty hard to explain away otherwise…]
@the-polus-gang
...hi. Yeah, uh, I should be. I- it's nothing big, really, I mean, I don't feel great, but I don't feel horrible or anything.
...
I like your hat. That's so cute! Wait, I really do love it.
[they chuckled lightly at that.] thanks, I like yours too. My names magenta, I’m-
they’re kinda our boss. [seafoam piped up with a grin, which got a sigh out of magenta.]
I am not their boss, I literally just do the template recordings and keep the transmitter nodes running.
And everything else.
no-
[it seems these three have had this conversation before…]
(They laugh lightly, seeing the crewmates argue.)
Well, "boss," it's nice meeting you. I'm Green.
(They extend a hand for a handshake, then sheepishly retract it, then hold it out again with uncertainty.)
Look, um... I've had incidents involving medical exams a few times in the past week or so. Could we make this quick and uneventful? Please?
yeah, that can be arranged, we’re pretty much just bandaging the burns anyways. [magenta pointed out, midnight nodding in the background. They grabbed a few supplies out of the cabinet and got to work.]
so… how’d you manage to end up here on Polus? Midnight was really vague about the whole thing…
It was a blur. It was one of those anonymous things that sometimes appear in MIRA workplaces. Threw me off the Skeld. I don't even know how, it's not like we really have air locks up there or anything, but... knowing how wouldn't change that it happened to begin with.
[seafoam raised a visorbrow.] the anons can do shit like that? I thought they just asked questions and threw around opinions.
Apparently they can do other things… [Magenta muttered, wrapping up the last few burns.] that, uh… has some mildly terrifying implications. I’m pretty sure that breaks the laws of physics somehow. Do you think we can get into contact with your ship, green?
pfft, what are we gonna tell them? ‘Hi, yeah, sorry, your intern fell from space smack dab in the middle of our research station and is claiming grey orbs in sunglasses put them here’?
I mean that’s pretty much what happened…
(They chuckled at Seafoam's remark.)
No, comms are down. We hit an asteroid pretty bad some time ago.
(Their skin shifted subtly, and they raised a hand to their neck as if in pain.)
[Seafoam glanced between Green and Midnight, visorbrow raised again. they looked uneasy.]
damn... a Skeld-class model then? they got that manual cannon that doesn't even have a full range... [they muttered as magenta finished up the last of the bandages.]
there you go, you should be all good on the burns... you have anything else bothering you?
i think we might have some painkillers in specimen. [Midnight added.]
why would we have- oh. [they seemed to get the memo.] yeah, i can go check. i'll be right back guys.
[with magenta gone, the other two stared at the new guy, as if waiting for something. it honestly looked like they had a bet going between them or something.]
(...)
(...)
(Green definitely noticed that Midnight and Seafoam were staring at them; they were staring back, focused on both of them, trying to pick up on the smallest movements.)
What? What's so-
(Their hand clutched their neck. It looked painful.)
Is something wrong?
[midnight looked a little bit worried about the neck thing going on, but if seafoam was, they certainly didn't show it.]
well, hopefully there isn't, but i know for a fact those burns didn't come from the damn lava pit you landed nowhere near.
jeez, cutting right to the chase, 'foam? give 'em some breathing room, they're already having a bad time...
i'd rather we all be on the same page from the get-go. look, kid, just don't try to go after Magenta and we'll be fine.
I didn't... I never said I was... huh?
(Their confusion appeared genuine.)
Why would I "go after" Magenta? They're not a bad person, are they? I'd hope not if you're telling me not to go after them... w-what do you even mean by that?
[midnight glanced at Seafoam, some sort of unease taking hold.] seafoam i think they're either recent or not one.
i mean, either way we still don't want them going after magenta, so it doesn't exactly matter... [they pointed out.]
right, well, basically i'm just gonna leave it at weird and cryptic warnings for now, so just... don't. ok? we clear on that?
so good at talking to people... [midnight muttered sarcastically.]
you would've danced around the subject.
Ooh, I love weird and cryptic warnings! Can I also provide one? You should never give dairy products to worms on worm farms.
(They bounced up and down on their heels, neglecting to mention the darkness pooling in their visor.
Uh, Magenta won't be gone for long, will they?
[Midnight finally came to Medbay, followed by a reddish-looking bean with a little kitty beanie on. Midnight opted to stay by the door, looking… rather nervous around Polus’s newcomer, actually. Looks like they were just gonna let magenta handle this.]
Hey, you’re the kid midnight told me about, yeah? Are you ok? [Magenta asked, walking over to the Medbay bed green was currently staying on.] ya look like you caught a couple of nasty burns on the way down…
[At least green landed on a planet known for having lava-related issues; those salt burns would be pretty hard to explain away otherwise…]
@the-polus-gang
...hi. Yeah, uh, I should be. I- it's nothing big, really, I mean, I don't feel great, but I don't feel horrible or anything.
...
I like your hat. That's so cute! Wait, I really do love it.
[they chuckled lightly at that.] thanks, I like yours too. My names magenta, I’m-
they’re kinda our boss. [seafoam piped up with a grin, which got a sigh out of magenta.]
I am not their boss, I literally just do the template recordings and keep the transmitter nodes running.
And everything else.
no-
[it seems these three have had this conversation before…]
(They laugh lightly, seeing the crewmates argue.)
Well, "boss," it's nice meeting you. I'm Green.
(They extend a hand for a handshake, then sheepishly retract it, then hold it out again with uncertainty.)
Look, um... I've had incidents involving medical exams a few times in the past week or so. Could we make this quick and uneventful? Please?
yeah, that can be arranged, we’re pretty much just bandaging the burns anyways. [magenta pointed out, midnight nodding in the background. They grabbed a few supplies out of the cabinet and got to work.]
so… how’d you manage to end up here on Polus? Midnight was really vague about the whole thing…
It was a blur. It was one of those anonymous things that sometimes appear in MIRA workplaces. Threw me off the Skeld. I don't even know how, it's not like we really have air locks up there or anything, but... knowing how wouldn't change that it happened to begin with.
[seafoam raised a visorbrow.] the anons can do shit like that? I thought they just asked questions and threw around opinions.
Apparently they can do other things… [Magenta muttered, wrapping up the last few burns.] that, uh… has some mildly terrifying implications. I’m pretty sure that breaks the laws of physics somehow. Do you think we can get into contact with your ship, green?
pfft, what are we gonna tell them? ‘Hi, yeah, sorry, your intern fell from space smack dab in the middle of our research station and is claiming grey orbs in sunglasses put them here’?
I mean that’s pretty much what happened…
(They chuckled at Seafoam's remark.)
No, comms are down. We hit an asteroid pretty bad some time ago.
(Their skin shifted subtly, and they raised a hand to their neck as if in pain.)
[Seafoam glanced between Green and Midnight, visorbrow raised again. they looked uneasy.]
damn... a Skeld-class model then? they got that manual cannon that doesn't even have a full range... [they muttered as magenta finished up the last of the bandages.]
there you go, you should be all good on the burns... you have anything else bothering you?
i think we might have some painkillers in specimen. [Midnight added.]
why would we have- oh. [they seemed to get the memo.] yeah, i can go check. i'll be right back guys.
[with magenta gone, the other two stared at the new guy, as if waiting for something. it honestly looked like they had a bet going between them or something.]
(...)
(...)
(Green definitely noticed that Midnight and Seafoam were staring at them; they were staring back, focused on both of them, trying to pick up on the smallest movements.)
What? What's so-
(Their hand clutched their neck. It looked painful.)
Is something wrong?
[midnight looked a little bit worried about the neck thing going on, but if seafoam was, they certainly didn't show it.]
well, hopefully there isn't, but i know for a fact those burns didn't come from the damn lava pit you landed nowhere near.
jeez, cutting right to the chase, 'foam? give 'em some breathing room, they're already having a bad time...
i'd rather we all be on the same page from the get-go. look, kid, just don't try to go after Magenta and we'll be fine.
I didn't... I never said I was... huh?
(Their confusion appeared genuine.)
Why would I "go after" Magenta? They're not a bad person, are they? I'd hope not if you're telling me not to go after them... w-what do you even mean by that?
[Midnight finally came to Medbay, followed by a reddish-looking bean with a little kitty beanie on. Midnight opted to stay by the door, looking… rather nervous around Polus’s newcomer, actually. Looks like they were just gonna let magenta handle this.]
Hey, you’re the kid midnight told me about, yeah? Are you ok? [Magenta asked, walking over to the Medbay bed green was currently staying on.] ya look like you caught a couple of nasty burns on the way down…
[At least green landed on a planet known for having lava-related issues; those salt burns would be pretty hard to explain away otherwise…]
@the-polus-gang
...hi. Yeah, uh, I should be. I- it's nothing big, really, I mean, I don't feel great, but I don't feel horrible or anything.
...
I like your hat. That's so cute! Wait, I really do love it.
[they chuckled lightly at that.] thanks, I like yours too. My names magenta, I’m-
they’re kinda our boss. [seafoam piped up with a grin, which got a sigh out of magenta.]
I am not their boss, I literally just do the template recordings and keep the transmitter nodes running.
And everything else.
no-
[it seems these three have had this conversation before…]
(They laugh lightly, seeing the crewmates argue.)
Well, "boss," it's nice meeting you. I'm Green.
(They extend a hand for a handshake, then sheepishly retract it, then hold it out again with uncertainty.)
Look, um... I've had incidents involving medical exams a few times in the past week or so. Could we make this quick and uneventful? Please?
yeah, that can be arranged, we’re pretty much just bandaging the burns anyways. [magenta pointed out, midnight nodding in the background. They grabbed a few supplies out of the cabinet and got to work.]
so… how’d you manage to end up here on Polus? Midnight was really vague about the whole thing…
It was a blur. It was one of those anonymous things that sometimes appear in MIRA workplaces. Threw me off the Skeld. I don't even know how, it's not like we really have air locks up there or anything, but... knowing how wouldn't change that it happened to begin with.
[seafoam raised a visorbrow.] the anons can do shit like that? I thought they just asked questions and threw around opinions.
Apparently they can do other things… [Magenta muttered, wrapping up the last few burns.] that, uh… has some mildly terrifying implications. I’m pretty sure that breaks the laws of physics somehow. Do you think we can get into contact with your ship, green?
pfft, what are we gonna tell them? ‘Hi, yeah, sorry, your intern fell from space smack dab in the middle of our research station and is claiming grey orbs in sunglasses put them here’?
I mean that’s pretty much what happened…
(They chuckled at Seafoam's remark.)
No, comms are down. We hit an asteroid pretty bad some time ago.
(Their skin shifted subtly, and they raised a hand to their neck as if in pain.)
[Seafoam glanced between Green and Midnight, visorbrow raised again. they looked uneasy.]
damn... a Skeld-class model then? they got that manual cannon that doesn't even have a full range... [they muttered as magenta finished up the last of the bandages.]
there you go, you should be all good on the burns... you have anything else bothering you?
i think we might have some painkillers in specimen. [Midnight added.]
why would we have- oh. [they seemed to get the memo.] yeah, i can go check. i'll be right back guys.
[with magenta gone, the other two stared at the new guy, as if waiting for something. it honestly looked like they had a bet going between them or something.]
(...)
(...)
(Green definitely noticed that Midnight and Seafoam were staring at them; they were staring back, focused on both of them, trying to pick up on the smallest movements.)
What? What's so-
(Their hand clutched their neck. It looked painful.)
Is something wrong?
[Midnight finally came to Medbay, followed by a reddish-looking bean with a little kitty beanie on. Midnight opted to stay by the door, looking… rather nervous around Polus’s newcomer, actually. Looks like they were just gonna let magenta handle this.]
Hey, you’re the kid midnight told me about, yeah? Are you ok? [Magenta asked, walking over to the Medbay bed green was currently staying on.] ya look like you caught a couple of nasty burns on the way down…
[At least green landed on a planet known for having lava-related issues; those salt burns would be pretty hard to explain away otherwise…]
@the-polus-gang
...hi. Yeah, uh, I should be. I- it's nothing big, really, I mean, I don't feel great, but I don't feel horrible or anything.
...
I like your hat. That's so cute! Wait, I really do love it.
[they chuckled lightly at that.] thanks, I like yours too. My names magenta, I’m-
they’re kinda our boss. [seafoam piped up with a grin, which got a sigh out of magenta.]
I am not their boss, I literally just do the template recordings and keep the transmitter nodes running.
And everything else.
no-
[it seems these three have had this conversation before…]
(They laugh lightly, seeing the crewmates argue.)
Well, "boss," it's nice meeting you. I'm Green.
(They extend a hand for a handshake, then sheepishly retract it, then hold it out again with uncertainty.)
Look, um... I've had incidents involving medical exams a few times in the past week or so. Could we make this quick and uneventful? Please?
yeah, that can be arranged, we’re pretty much just bandaging the burns anyways. [magenta pointed out, midnight nodding in the background. They grabbed a few supplies out of the cabinet and got to work.]
so… how’d you manage to end up here on Polus? Midnight was really vague about the whole thing…
It was a blur. It was one of those anonymous things that sometimes appear in MIRA workplaces. Threw me off the Skeld. I don't even know how, it's not like we really have air locks up there or anything, but... knowing how wouldn't change that it happened to begin with.
[seafoam raised a visorbrow.] the anons can do shit like that? I thought they just asked questions and threw around opinions.
Apparently they can do other things… [Magenta muttered, wrapping up the last few burns.] that, uh… has some mildly terrifying implications. I’m pretty sure that breaks the laws of physics somehow. Do you think we can get into contact with your ship, green?
pfft, what are we gonna tell them? ‘Hi, yeah, sorry, your intern fell from space smack dab in the middle of our research station and is claiming grey orbs in sunglasses put them here’?
I mean that’s pretty much what happened…
(They chuckled at Seafoam's remark.)
No, comms are down. We hit an asteroid pretty bad some time ago.
(Their skin shifted subtly, and they raised a hand to their neck as if in pain.)
THE FOOL
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Hi I'm not a fool and I am not THE fool
...why [PT: why /end PT] do you eat dirt and sand?
@green-and-wormy [PT: @.green-and-wormy /end PT]
i eat dirt because it tastes like sunshine and Rainbows, but it tastes the best when it has worms in it!
I eat sand because it helps me At least find some Seashells at the beach, but if I'm not at the beach, I just do it because it helps with My throat!
It... you don't actually eat the worms while they're still alive. Right?
Who the heck eats dead worms? Of course I eat them while there alive!
They're... not deserving of such a fate. I hope your death brings you no mercy and it's by my hands.
...why [PT: why /end PT] do you eat dirt and sand?
@green-and-wormy [PT: @.green-and-wormy /end PT]
i eat dirt because it tastes like sunshine and Rainbows, but it tastes the best when it has worms in it!
I eat sand because it helps me At least find some Seashells at the beach, but if I'm not at the beach, I just do it because it helps with My throat!
It... you don't actually eat the worms while they're still alive. Right?
[Midnight finally came to Medbay, followed by a reddish-looking bean with a little kitty beanie on. Midnight opted to stay by the door, looking… rather nervous around Polus’s newcomer, actually. Looks like they were just gonna let magenta handle this.]
Hey, you’re the kid midnight told me about, yeah? Are you ok? [Magenta asked, walking over to the Medbay bed green was currently staying on.] ya look like you caught a couple of nasty burns on the way down…
[At least green landed on a planet known for having lava-related issues; those salt burns would be pretty hard to explain away otherwise…]
@the-polus-gang
...hi. Yeah, uh, I should be. I- it's nothing big, really, I mean, I don't feel great, but I don't feel horrible or anything.
...
I like your hat. That's so cute! Wait, I really do love it.
[they chuckled lightly at that.] thanks, I like yours too. My names magenta, I’m-
they’re kinda our boss. [seafoam piped up with a grin, which got a sigh out of magenta.]
I am not their boss, I literally just do the template recordings and keep the transmitter nodes running.
And everything else.
no-
[it seems these three have had this conversation before…]
(They laugh lightly, seeing the crewmates argue.)
Well, "boss," it's nice meeting you. I'm Green.
(They extend a hand for a handshake, then sheepishly retract it, then hold it out again with uncertainty.)
Look, um... I've had incidents involving medical exams a few times in the past week or so. Could we make this quick and uneventful? Please?
yeah, that can be arranged, we’re pretty much just bandaging the burns anyways. [magenta pointed out, midnight nodding in the background. They grabbed a few supplies out of the cabinet and got to work.]
so… how’d you manage to end up here on Polus? Midnight was really vague about the whole thing…
It was a blur. It was one of those anonymous things that sometimes appear in MIRA workplaces. Threw me off the Skeld. I don't even know how, it's not like we really have air locks up there or anything, but... knowing how wouldn't change that it happened to begin with.
[Midnight finally came to Medbay, followed by a reddish-looking bean with a little kitty beanie on. Midnight opted to stay by the door, looking… rather nervous around Polus’s newcomer, actually. Looks like they were just gonna let magenta handle this.]
Hey, you’re the kid midnight told me about, yeah? Are you ok? [Magenta asked, walking over to the Medbay bed green was currently staying on.] ya look like you caught a couple of nasty burns on the way down…
[At least green landed on a planet known for having lava-related issues; those salt burns would be pretty hard to explain away otherwise…]
@the-polus-gang
...hi. Yeah, uh, I should be. I- it's nothing big, really, I mean, I don't feel great, but I don't feel horrible or anything.
...
I like your hat. That's so cute! Wait, I really do love it.
[they chuckled lightly at that.] thanks, I like yours too. My names magenta, I’m-
they’re kinda our boss. [seafoam piped up with a grin, which got a sigh out of magenta.]
I am not their boss, I literally just do the template recordings and keep the transmitter nodes running.
And everything else.
no-
[it seems these three have had this conversation before…]
(They laugh lightly, seeing the crewmates argue.)
Well, "boss," it's nice meeting you. I'm Green.
(They extend a hand for a handshake, then sheepishly retract it, then hold it out again with uncertainty.)
Look, um... I've had incidents involving medical exams a few times in the past week or so. Could we make this quick and uneventful? Please?
