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[Lucerna walks the halls, muttering to themself as they flip through their notepad. They've been tasked to go on an expedition- not just any expedition though. A duo. And of course, they'd been paired up with Shrimpo. So, despite everything, here they were, standing at his door.]

[They banged roughly on the door, tucking a radio into their pocket.] "You BETTER get up for this!"

-@lucernas-studies

{ HE WAS TAKING A NAP WHAT THE FLIP.. }

{ oh god. oh god he forgot he had a run scheduled today. maybe if he breaks his leg within the next five seconds he can avoid it?? }

{ ugh. he shouldn't even bother. last time he tried to skip a run he got lectured for HOURS on end about 'he needs to carry his weight' and 'he doesn't contribute anything else so he may as well do this' like WHATEVERRRR }

{ so he begrudgingly gets out of bed and stomps on over to the door. }

{ the door swings open with enough force its hinges nearly break. shrimpo stares up at the STUPID GREEN LAMP HE HATES before starting down the hall. }

I HATE you. Let's just get this STUPID THING over with.

"Yeah, yeah. Shut it, shrimp." [Lucerna huffs, shoving a hand-held radio at him.] "You're lucky I don't invite Fragaria on this run as well. Only because dealing with you and him is like hell."

[They walked beside him, limping on one leg that was still wrapped in a bandage- ichor practically soaked through. How overworked, still going on expeditions while injured.]

{ he Considers biting the radio in half or throwing it to the ground or breaking it over his knee or bludgeoning lucerna with it but he's. honestly not in the mood. so he just takes it and keeps walking. }

{ it's only then he notices the wounded leg because. well. he's not that observant actually but he notices lucerna limping and.. struggling to keep up???? or well. heh. who wouldn't struggle to keep up with someone as awesome as him }

..ARE YOU STUPID.

AT LEAST CHANGE YOUR BANDAGES. I DON'T WANT YOU SLOWING ME DOWN!!!

[They stare. Stare a bit more, then tsk.] "Bandages are scarce, idiot. I'm not going to waste anymore than needed on a scratch." [Lucerna snapped.] "'nd you're the slower one."

WH- NO I'M NOT!! DEFINITELY NOT LIKE THIS!!

WAIT RIGHT HERE. DON'T MOVE A MUSCLE OR I'LL SOCK YOU IN THE FACE.

{ he runs back to his room, which despite it being like. a couple feet away. it still takes him like a good thirty seconds just to get there. }

{ after an inordinate amount of time he emerges with a pile of various medical supplies in his arms }

{ who let him have that }

{ he sorta. drops it all on the ground before picking out a roll of gauze, a packet of gauze pads, some wipes, tape, and scissors }

FIX YOURSELF. AND MAKE IT QUICK.

[What the fuck] "Ohhkkaayyy then.." [They quickly got to work cleaning and redressing the wound. Muttering under their breath.]

[When they're done, they stand up straight and give a quick testing bend.] "..Thanks."

SHUT UP!!!

{ he grabs their wrist and starts dragging them along. With a bit of struggle because uh. Lamp }

{ like are we just. leaving all the bandages and shit in the hallway. ok }

...IF YOU TELL ANYONE ABOUT MY STASH YOU'RE DEAD TO ME.

[They start moving quickly, trying to to the lineup of elevators rather fast.] "Feels like I'm already dead to you." [Lucerna asked, then subconsciously held onto his wrist as well. A wrist-to-wrist hold, like they were trying to feel more secure. Weirdo/j]

{ WHAT THE FUCK WHY ARE THEY DOING THAT }

{ IF HE MENTIONS IT HE'S GONNA SEEM LIKE THE WEIRDO FOR NOTICING AND HE HATES BEING CALLED A WEIRDO OR FEELING LIKE A WEIRDO OR BEING A WEIRDO HE'S GONNA CHEW ON DRYWALL WHEN THIS IS DONE WITH nope okay he's just gonna ignore it. and move faster because he needs OUT OF HERE }

..IF YOU WERE DEAD TO ME YOU'D PROBABLY BE DEAD FOR REAL RIGHT NOW TOO. YOU'RE LUCKY YOU'RE NOT.

{ a blatant lie purely because he'd never get the chance. all the punching bags in his room and still hardly an ounce of strength on him. compared to lucerna, who was made specifically for strength, it's. not a fair fight }

{ . wait }

I STILL HATE YOU THOUGH!!!

"Mhm." [They hummed the noise, not mockingly however. Just as a tired reply.] "You know I'd slam you into the ground before you had the chance." [It wasn't said like a question, it was said like a fact.]

[Getting to the elevators, they noticed all of them were occupied. So waiting.. waiting.. a team came up from one, talking about how their run went. It was noticeable that the group went past the two.. well, "unsociable" toons faster than their normal pace.]

[Lucerna pulled him towards the open elevator, reaching up and straining to enter their personal expedition code on a keypad. He didn't get one of those. Loser.]

{ he attempts to refute their statement, only for words to fail him HORRIFICALLY. he sputters out something that vaguely sounds like 'as if' before he decides to keep his mouth shut for once. }

{ ..for like ten seconds before he gets yapping again }

WHAT IS EVEN THE POINT OF THIS. I HATE THIS. I'M SUPPOSED TO BE NAPPING RIGHT NOW.

"The point.." [They dragged out their words as they entered the code.] "You stupid little shrimp-" [Finally settling back down on their feet, the elevator closing and beginning to descend.] "Is researching and resources. That's what the expedition coordinators want me to do, and you're here to help."

"..Somehow. I don't know what they were thinking, I work better alone."

I'M NOT STUPID??????

{ he finally detaches from lucerna's side to go sulk in a corner. stupid baby }

WHY. WHY EVEN BOTHER GRABBING ME THEN. WHY NOT JUST GO ALONE. NOBODY WOULD KNOW. NOBODY WOULD CARE.

NOW IT'S TOO LATE BECAUSE YOU'RE STUPID!!!

[Lucerna scoffed, like he was stupid.] "Because the records will say it was a solo run, and I'll get scolded for that. I'm apparently not supposed to be going on unauthorized solo runs. You'll probably be incapacitated by floor 5 anyway." [They muttered, tapping their foot as the elevator descended.] "Just- shut up. The floors are gonna go by slower if you keep talking."

{ ok yeah no they have a point whatever. }

{ mean ass lamp. AS IF he'll be incapacitated. he's SHRIMPO he's SO MUCH better than that }

{ . . . }

{ 12 floors in and he's writhing on the floor in a corner of the elevator pain. is he being a wuss? absolutely. were his mind not fuzzy from the blood loss he'd be berating himself internally about it. }

{ he got jumped by STUPID gigi because STUPID lucerna failed to keep the twisteds away from the STUPID machine he was doing. }

{ so now he's here. floor 23. having done fuckall for half the run. }

{ which he ISN'T upset about at ALL by the way he's FINE with it he didn't wanna be here anyway. even if he insisted he could keep going and even tried to leave the elevator for being promptly shoved back in. }

{ but. he can't help but wince as lucerna enters the elevator, looking.. worse for wear to say the least. }

{ they've been on a slow decline ever since he. Got Wounded. he's fine. }

{ even with all the teasing and bullying he's been doing about it, he still feels a hint of.. something. he can't exactly place what it is but it feels bad and he hates it and he needs it gone immediately. }

[Lucerna stumbled in, slumping against a wall. There's ichor oozing into one of their eyes from a cut, not to mention the various scratches, tears, and bites along their torso and legs. They were never good at dodging the grabbers.] "Grh- You gonna handle another floor waiting?" [No fucking way this IDIOT was thinking about going for ANOTHER floor solo.]

{ . DUMBASS???? }

ABSOLUTELY NOT.

YOU LOOK LIKE YOU'RE GONNA FALL APART IF I BREATHE ON YOU. WE'RE GOING BACK UP AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT.

{ he stands up on wobbly feet and makes his way to the keypad, about to input some BULLSHITTT because he was never allowed to touch it before. or taught how it works. um }

[They couldn't bother to protest, instead-] "Hrk-" [Sliding to the floor and beginning to curl into themself. It looked pathetic as hell for such a strong and independent toon, though maybe it wouldn't be a surprise if all that work and running had put them through the wringer.]

[After finally catching their breath, they muttered:] "39P3G42 to ascend." [Before another wave of pain hit them.]

{ he glances at them as they talk, only for his face to scrunch up. they fucked them up bad out there, jesus. }

{ he starts typing, muttering to himself before. pausing. halfway through the code }

{ he forgor }

{ he briefly considers asking lucerna to repeat the code, but. um. not only would that hurt his ego.}

{ taking another glance at them.. absolutely not. he'll figure it out. }

{ it was... what was it... }

{ there was another three and then. }

{ . . . }

{ this is stupid. this is RIDICULOUS. it wasn't even that long of a code how did he IMMEDIATELY forget it what is his PROBLEM today?????? }

{ whatever. WHATEVER. }

{ he punches the SHIT out of the keypad, not caring how it hurts his knuckles or jostles his wounds. he winds his arm up to punch it again only to. notice. }

{ he. managed to input the correct code. }

{ that's why they pay him the big bucks baby }

{ his work here is done. he trods off to sit in his stupid baby corner, sorta. watching lucerna. }

[Lucerna is laying on the floor, breathing shallow. Each exhale brings a violent shudder, and they look like they're gonna throw up or cry.]

"Fucking.. bright ass elevator lights.. my head hurts." [Probably because you're bleeding out. NOT because of the lights.]

DON'T.. CLOSE YOUR EYES ABOUT IT OR ANYTHING. YOU'LL DIE. AND I HATE CORPSES.

{ he sits watching lucerna for a couple seconds before deciding the visage is just too graphic. he's gotta do something. }

{ he takes off his stupid little ribbon thing he hardly knows how to tie and approaches lucerna. }

..GIVE ME YOUR PEN.

{ hwat is he doing }

[They blearily stared at him through their only eye, the other one obscured by ichor. Of course, they carried a pen. Who didn't? It took them a minute, but they pulled their pen from its slot on their belt, holding it out in an ichor-stained hand.] "Fuck you need it for?" [They mumbled, voice slightly slurred.]

{ he yoinks the pen away aggressively. hatefully even }

{ he then steps back a bit to assess the damages more properly. the chewed through leg seems to be the problem area. damned things must have nicked an artery or something. }

{ do toons even have blood vessels wait }

GIVE ME THAT.

{ he yanks their leg straight. is he stupid }

{ then he wraps the ribbon around their leg a couple inches above the wound. ties it, inserts the pen fuckin. somewhere. and- oh he made a tourniquet }

HOLD THE PEN THERE AND DON'T LET IT MOVE. WE DON'T HAVE ANOTHER PIECE OF CLOTH TO HOLD IT IN PLACE.

[Begrudgingly, they held the pen still.] "You know how to make a tourniquet..? [They inquired, exhausted and barely comprehending things.]

..IS THAT. SURPRISING TO YOU??

{ he steps off to the side to lean against the railing. not particularly wanting to sit back down incase other complications arise. }

PRETTY HARD NOT TO LEARN HOW TO DO THAT HERE. ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU'RE ME.

"I can barely think, cut me some fucking slack." [Lucerna snapped, glancing up as the elevator opened up, this time in the lobby. A tired groan came from their lips, and their eyelids were drooping. NOT THE BEST TIME TO GET SLEEPY YOURE GONNA FUCKIGN DIE IF YOU GO TO SLEEP!!!!!]

{ They're Gonna Fucking Die If He Lets Them Sleep }

{ so the second that elevator opens he's Dragging their happy* ass out into the lobby }

{ and. uh }

{ ..well he was gonna drag them to his room but the wounds are like. pretty severe. and he only has so much stuff }

{ where do toons even go to get heals. if he asks he's gonna seem stupid and also they're fucking DYING so they're probably not gonna give a legible response if even a response at all but also they're gonna DIE die if he just stands there so AHFJSKCHSKCJSKFJ }

{ he's just been dragging them around for a minute hoping someone notices and snatches them away so he can go eat drywall }

[It seems like most toons are on expeditions or not around, as the lobby is mainly empty.] "the fuck're you.. doin'..?" [GOOD FUCKING GOD THEY SOUND DEAD??]

{ HE'S SO FUCKED??? }

..WHERE IS ANYBODY. LITERALLY ANYBODY.

{ because he is stubborn and also Stupid he continues parading their near corpse around. venturing further into the lobby because he honestly can't be pissed if Dancifer or the other one question him. }

{ he uh. needs to lock in }

{ badly }

ARE THESE TOONS. STUPID????? WHERE AM I EVEN MEANT TO TAKE YOU.

[They banged roughly on the door, tucking a radio into their pocket.] "You BETTER get up for this!"

-@lucernas-studies

{ HE WAS TAKING A NAP WHAT THE FLIP.. }

{ oh god. oh god he forgot he had a run scheduled today. maybe if he breaks his leg within the next five seconds he can avoid it?? }

{ so he begrudgingly gets out of bed and stomps on over to the door. }

{ the door swings open with enough force its hinges nearly break. shrimpo stares up at the STUPID GREEN LAMP HE HATES before starting down the hall. }

I HATE you. Let's just get this STUPID THING over with.

"Yeah, yeah. Shut it, shrimp." [Lucerna huffs, shoving a hand-held radio at him.] "You're lucky I don't invite Fragaria on this run as well. Only because dealing with you and him is like hell."

[They walked beside him, limping on one leg that was still wrapped in a bandage- ichor practically soaked through. How overworked, still going on expeditions while injured.]

..ARE YOU STUPID.

AT LEAST CHANGE YOUR BANDAGES. I DON'T WANT YOU SLOWING ME DOWN!!!

[They stare. Stare a bit more, then tsk.] "Bandages are scarce, idiot. I'm not going to waste anymore than needed on a scratch." [Lucerna snapped.] "'nd you're the slower one."

WH- NO I'M NOT!! DEFINITELY NOT LIKE THIS!!

WAIT RIGHT HERE. DON'T MOVE A MUSCLE OR I'LL SOCK YOU IN THE FACE.

{ he runs back to his room, which despite it being like. a couple feet away. it still takes him like a good thirty seconds just to get there. }

{ after an inordinate amount of time he emerges with a pile of various medical supplies in his arms }

{ who let him have that }

{ he sorta. drops it all on the ground before picking out a roll of gauze, a packet of gauze pads, some wipes, tape, and scissors }

FIX YOURSELF. AND MAKE IT QUICK.

[What the fuck] "Ohhkkaayyy then.." [They quickly got to work cleaning and redressing the wound. Muttering under their breath.]

[When they're done, they stand up straight and give a quick testing bend.] "..Thanks."

SHUT UP!!!

{ he grabs their wrist and starts dragging them along. With a bit of struggle because uh. Lamp }

{ like are we just. leaving all the bandages and shit in the hallway. ok }

...IF YOU TELL ANYONE ABOUT MY STASH YOU'RE DEAD TO ME.

{ WHAT THE FUCK WHY ARE THEY DOING THAT }

..IF YOU WERE DEAD TO ME YOU'D PROBABLY BE DEAD FOR REAL RIGHT NOW TOO. YOU'RE LUCKY YOU'RE NOT.

{ . wait }

I STILL HATE YOU THOUGH!!!

[Lucerna pulled him towards the open elevator, reaching up and straining to enter their personal expedition code on a keypad. He didn't get one of those. Loser.]

{ he attempts to refute their statement, only for words to fail him HORRIFICALLY. he sputters out something that vaguely sounds like 'as if' before he decides to keep his mouth shut for once. }

{ ..for like ten seconds before he gets yapping again }

WHAT IS EVEN THE POINT OF THIS. I HATE THIS. I'M SUPPOSED TO BE NAPPING RIGHT NOW.

"..Somehow. I don't know what they were thinking, I work better alone."

I'M NOT STUPID??????

{ he finally detaches from lucerna's side to go sulk in a corner. stupid baby }

WHY. WHY EVEN BOTHER GRABBING ME THEN. WHY NOT JUST GO ALONE. NOBODY WOULD KNOW. NOBODY WOULD CARE.

NOW IT'S TOO LATE BECAUSE YOU'RE STUPID!!!

{ ok yeah no they have a point whatever. }

{ mean ass lamp. AS IF he'll be incapacitated. he's SHRIMPO he's SO MUCH better than that }

{ . . . }

{ he got jumped by STUPID gigi because STUPID lucerna failed to keep the twisteds away from the STUPID machine he was doing. }

{ so now he's here. floor 23. having done fuckall for half the run. }

{ but. he can't help but wince as lucerna enters the elevator, looking.. worse for wear to say the least. }

{ they've been on a slow decline ever since he. Got Wounded. he's fine. }

{ . DUMBASS???? }

ABSOLUTELY NOT.

YOU LOOK LIKE YOU'RE GONNA FALL APART IF I BREATHE ON YOU. WE'RE GOING BACK UP AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT.

{ he stands up on wobbly feet and makes his way to the keypad, about to input some BULLSHITTT because he was never allowed to touch it before. or taught how it works. um }

[After finally catching their breath, they muttered:] "39P3G42 to ascend." [Before another wave of pain hit them.]

{ he glances at them as they talk, only for his face to scrunch up. they fucked them up bad out there, jesus. }

{ he starts typing, muttering to himself before. pausing. halfway through the code }

{ he forgor }

{ he briefly considers asking lucerna to repeat the code, but. um. not only would that hurt his ego.}

{ taking another glance at them.. absolutely not. he'll figure it out. }

{ it was... what was it... }

{ there was another three and then. }

{ . . . }

{ this is stupid. this is RIDICULOUS. it wasn't even that long of a code how did he IMMEDIATELY forget it what is his PROBLEM today?????? }

{ whatever. WHATEVER. }

{ he punches the SHIT out of the keypad, not caring how it hurts his knuckles or jostles his wounds. he winds his arm up to punch it again only to. notice. }

{ he. managed to input the correct code. }

{ that's why they pay him the big bucks baby }

{ his work here is done. he trods off to sit in his stupid baby corner, sorta. watching lucerna. }

[Lucerna is laying on the floor, breathing shallow. Each exhale brings a violent shudder, and they look like they're gonna throw up or cry.]

"Fucking.. bright ass elevator lights.. my head hurts." [Probably because you're bleeding out. NOT because of the lights.]

DON'T.. CLOSE YOUR EYES ABOUT IT OR ANYTHING. YOU'LL DIE. AND I HATE CORPSES.

{ he sits watching lucerna for a couple seconds before deciding the visage is just too graphic. he's gotta do something. }

{ he takes off his stupid little ribbon thing he hardly knows how to tie and approaches lucerna. }

..GIVE ME YOUR PEN.

{ hwat is he doing }

{ he yoinks the pen away aggressively. hatefully even }

{ he then steps back a bit to assess the damages more properly. the chewed through leg seems to be the problem area. damned things must have nicked an artery or something. }

{ do toons even have blood vessels wait }

GIVE ME THAT.

{ he yanks their leg straight. is he stupid }

{ then he wraps the ribbon around their leg a couple inches above the wound. ties it, inserts the pen fuckin. somewhere. and- oh he made a tourniquet }

HOLD THE PEN THERE AND DON'T LET IT MOVE. WE DON'T HAVE ANOTHER PIECE OF CLOTH TO HOLD IT IN PLACE.

[Begrudgingly, they held the pen still.] "You know how to make a tourniquet..? [They inquired, exhausted and barely comprehending things.]

..IS THAT. SURPRISING TO YOU??

{ he steps off to the side to lean against the railing. not particularly wanting to sit back down incase other complications arise. }

PRETTY HARD NOT TO LEARN HOW TO DO THAT HERE. ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU'RE ME.

#⋆˚࿔ KRILL EVERYONE!!!#// live forever shrimp boy

{ They're Gonna Fucking Die If He Lets Them Sleep }

{ so the second that elevator opens he's Dragging their happy* ass out into the lobby }

{ and. uh }

{ ..well he was gonna drag them to his room but the wounds are like. pretty severe. and he only has so much stuff }

{ he's just been dragging them around for a minute hoping someone notices and snatches them away so he can go eat drywall }

sirhm p

NOT HOW IT'S SPELT!!

#⋆˚࿔ WHAT DO YOU WANT!!!!!!!!

pmirhs

GO AWAY BLOT!!! I HATE YOU!!!

#⋆˚࿔ WHAT DO YOU WANT!!!!!!!!#// giggling

shirimp...

NOT WHAT I'M CALLED!!

#⋆˚࿔ WHAT DO YOU WANT!!!!!!!!

[They banged roughly on the door, tucking a radio into their pocket.] "You BETTER get up for this!"

-@lucernas-studies

{ HE WAS TAKING A NAP WHAT THE FLIP.. }

{ oh god. oh god he forgot he had a run scheduled today. maybe if he breaks his leg within the next five seconds he can avoid it?? }

{ so he begrudgingly gets out of bed and stomps on over to the door. }

{ the door swings open with enough force its hinges nearly break. shrimpo stares up at the STUPID GREEN LAMP HE HATES before starting down the hall. }

I HATE you. Let's just get this STUPID THING over with.

"Yeah, yeah. Shut it, shrimp." [Lucerna huffs, shoving a hand-held radio at him.] "You're lucky I don't invite Fragaria on this run as well. Only because dealing with you and him is like hell."

[They walked beside him, limping on one leg that was still wrapped in a bandage- ichor practically soaked through. How overworked, still going on expeditions while injured.]

..ARE YOU STUPID.

AT LEAST CHANGE YOUR BANDAGES. I DON'T WANT YOU SLOWING ME DOWN!!!

[They stare. Stare a bit more, then tsk.] "Bandages are scarce, idiot. I'm not going to waste anymore than needed on a scratch." [Lucerna snapped.] "'nd you're the slower one."

WH- NO I'M NOT!! DEFINITELY NOT LIKE THIS!!

WAIT RIGHT HERE. DON'T MOVE A MUSCLE OR I'LL SOCK YOU IN THE FACE.

{ he runs back to his room, which despite it being like. a couple feet away. it still takes him like a good thirty seconds just to get there. }

{ after an inordinate amount of time he emerges with a pile of various medical supplies in his arms }

{ who let him have that }

{ he sorta. drops it all on the ground before picking out a roll of gauze, a packet of gauze pads, some wipes, tape, and scissors }

FIX YOURSELF. AND MAKE IT QUICK.

[What the fuck] "Ohhkkaayyy then.." [They quickly got to work cleaning and redressing the wound. Muttering under their breath.]

[When they're done, they stand up straight and give a quick testing bend.] "..Thanks."

SHUT UP!!!

{ he grabs their wrist and starts dragging them along. With a bit of struggle because uh. Lamp }

{ like are we just. leaving all the bandages and shit in the hallway. ok }

...IF YOU TELL ANYONE ABOUT MY STASH YOU'RE DEAD TO ME.

{ WHAT THE FUCK WHY ARE THEY DOING THAT }

..IF YOU WERE DEAD TO ME YOU'D PROBABLY BE DEAD FOR REAL RIGHT NOW TOO. YOU'RE LUCKY YOU'RE NOT.

{ . wait }

I STILL HATE YOU THOUGH!!!

[Lucerna pulled him towards the open elevator, reaching up and straining to enter their personal expedition code on a keypad. He didn't get one of those. Loser.]

{ he attempts to refute their statement, only for words to fail him HORRIFICALLY. he sputters out something that vaguely sounds like 'as if' before he decides to keep his mouth shut for once. }

{ ..for like ten seconds before he gets yapping again }

WHAT IS EVEN THE POINT OF THIS. I HATE THIS. I'M SUPPOSED TO BE NAPPING RIGHT NOW.

"..Somehow. I don't know what they were thinking, I work better alone."

I'M NOT STUPID??????

{ he finally detaches from lucerna's side to go sulk in a corner. stupid baby }

WHY. WHY EVEN BOTHER GRABBING ME THEN. WHY NOT JUST GO ALONE. NOBODY WOULD KNOW. NOBODY WOULD CARE.

NOW IT'S TOO LATE BECAUSE YOU'RE STUPID!!!

{ ok yeah no they have a point whatever. }

{ mean ass lamp. AS IF he'll be incapacitated. he's SHRIMPO he's SO MUCH better than that }

{ . . . }

{ he got jumped by STUPID gigi because STUPID lucerna failed to keep the twisteds away from the STUPID machine he was doing. }

{ so now he's here. floor 23. having done fuckall for half the run. }

{ but. he can't help but wince as lucerna enters the elevator, looking.. worse for wear to say the least. }

{ they've been on a slow decline ever since he. Got Wounded. he's fine. }

{ . DUMBASS???? }

ABSOLUTELY NOT.

YOU LOOK LIKE YOU'RE GONNA FALL APART IF I BREATHE ON YOU. WE'RE GOING BACK UP AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT.

{ he stands up on wobbly feet and makes his way to the keypad, about to input some BULLSHITTT because he was never allowed to touch it before. or taught how it works. um }

[After finally catching their breath, they muttered:] "39P3G42 to ascend." [Before another wave of pain hit them.]

{ he glances at them as they talk, only for his face to scrunch up. they fucked them up bad out there, jesus. }

{ he starts typing, muttering to himself before. pausing. halfway through the code }

{ he forgor }

{ he briefly considers asking lucerna to repeat the code, but. um. not only would that hurt his ego.}

{ taking another glance at them.. absolutely not. he'll figure it out. }

{ it was... what was it... }

{ there was another three and then. }

{ . . . }

{ this is stupid. this is RIDICULOUS. it wasn't even that long of a code how did he IMMEDIATELY forget it what is his PROBLEM today?????? }

{ whatever. WHATEVER. }

{ he punches the SHIT out of the keypad, not caring how it hurts his knuckles or jostles his wounds. he winds his arm up to punch it again only to. notice. }

{ he. managed to input the correct code. }

{ that's why they pay him the big bucks baby }

{ his work here is done. he trods off to sit in his stupid baby corner, sorta. watching lucerna. }

[Lucerna is laying on the floor, breathing shallow. Each exhale brings a violent shudder, and they look like they're gonna throw up or cry.]

"Fucking.. bright ass elevator lights.. my head hurts." [Probably because you're bleeding out. NOT because of the lights.]

DON'T.. CLOSE YOUR EYES ABOUT IT OR ANYTHING. YOU'LL DIE. AND I HATE CORPSES.

{ he sits watching lucerna for a couple seconds before deciding the visage is just too graphic. he's gotta do something. }

{ he takes off his stupid little ribbon thing he hardly knows how to tie and approaches lucerna. }

..GIVE ME YOUR PEN.

{ hwat is he doing }

{ he yoinks the pen away aggressively. hatefully even }

{ he then steps back a bit to assess the damages more properly. the chewed through leg seems to be the problem area. damned things must have nicked an artery or something. }

{ do toons even have blood vessels wait }

GIVE ME THAT.

{ he yanks their leg straight. is he stupid }

{ then he wraps the ribbon around their leg a couple inches above the wound. ties it, inserts the pen fuckin. somewhere. and- oh he made a tourniquet }

HOLD THE PEN THERE AND DON'T LET IT MOVE. WE DON'T HAVE ANOTHER PIECE OF CLOTH TO HOLD IT IN PLACE.

[Begrudgingly, they held the pen still.] "You know how to make a tourniquet..? [They inquired, exhausted and barely comprehending things.]

..IS THAT. SURPRISING TO YOU??

{ he steps off to the side to lean against the railing. not particularly wanting to sit back down incase other complications arise. }

PRETTY HARD NOT TO LEARN HOW TO DO THAT HERE. ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU'RE ME.

[They banged roughly on the door, tucking a radio into their pocket.] "You BETTER get up for this!"

-@lucernas-studies

{ HE WAS TAKING A NAP WHAT THE FLIP.. }

{ oh god. oh god he forgot he had a run scheduled today. maybe if he breaks his leg within the next five seconds he can avoid it?? }

{ so he begrudgingly gets out of bed and stomps on over to the door. }

{ the door swings open with enough force its hinges nearly break. shrimpo stares up at the STUPID GREEN LAMP HE HATES before starting down the hall. }

I HATE you. Let's just get this STUPID THING over with.

"Yeah, yeah. Shut it, shrimp." [Lucerna huffs, shoving a hand-held radio at him.] "You're lucky I don't invite Fragaria on this run as well. Only because dealing with you and him is like hell."

[They walked beside him, limping on one leg that was still wrapped in a bandage- ichor practically soaked through. How overworked, still going on expeditions while injured.]

..ARE YOU STUPID.

AT LEAST CHANGE YOUR BANDAGES. I DON'T WANT YOU SLOWING ME DOWN!!!

[They stare. Stare a bit more, then tsk.] "Bandages are scarce, idiot. I'm not going to waste anymore than needed on a scratch." [Lucerna snapped.] "'nd you're the slower one."

WH- NO I'M NOT!! DEFINITELY NOT LIKE THIS!!

WAIT RIGHT HERE. DON'T MOVE A MUSCLE OR I'LL SOCK YOU IN THE FACE.

{ he runs back to his room, which despite it being like. a couple feet away. it still takes him like a good thirty seconds just to get there. }

{ after an inordinate amount of time he emerges with a pile of various medical supplies in his arms }

{ who let him have that }

{ he sorta. drops it all on the ground before picking out a roll of gauze, a packet of gauze pads, some wipes, tape, and scissors }

FIX YOURSELF. AND MAKE IT QUICK.

[What the fuck] "Ohhkkaayyy then.." [They quickly got to work cleaning and redressing the wound. Muttering under their breath.]

[When they're done, they stand up straight and give a quick testing bend.] "..Thanks."

SHUT UP!!!

{ he grabs their wrist and starts dragging them along. With a bit of struggle because uh. Lamp }

{ like are we just. leaving all the bandages and shit in the hallway. ok }

...IF YOU TELL ANYONE ABOUT MY STASH YOU'RE DEAD TO ME.

{ WHAT THE FUCK WHY ARE THEY DOING THAT }

..IF YOU WERE DEAD TO ME YOU'D PROBABLY BE DEAD FOR REAL RIGHT NOW TOO. YOU'RE LUCKY YOU'RE NOT.

{ . wait }

I STILL HATE YOU THOUGH!!!

[Lucerna pulled him towards the open elevator, reaching up and straining to enter their personal expedition code on a keypad. He didn't get one of those. Loser.]

{ he attempts to refute their statement, only for words to fail him HORRIFICALLY. he sputters out something that vaguely sounds like 'as if' before he decides to keep his mouth shut for once. }

{ ..for like ten seconds before he gets yapping again }

WHAT IS EVEN THE POINT OF THIS. I HATE THIS. I'M SUPPOSED TO BE NAPPING RIGHT NOW.

"..Somehow. I don't know what they were thinking, I work better alone."

I'M NOT STUPID??????

{ he finally detaches from lucerna's side to go sulk in a corner. stupid baby }

WHY. WHY EVEN BOTHER GRABBING ME THEN. WHY NOT JUST GO ALONE. NOBODY WOULD KNOW. NOBODY WOULD CARE.

NOW IT'S TOO LATE BECAUSE YOU'RE STUPID!!!

{ ok yeah no they have a point whatever. }

{ mean ass lamp. AS IF he'll be incapacitated. he's SHRIMPO he's SO MUCH better than that }

{ . . . }

{ he got jumped by STUPID gigi because STUPID lucerna failed to keep the twisteds away from the STUPID machine he was doing. }

{ so now he's here. floor 23. having done fuckall for half the run. }

{ but. he can't help but wince as lucerna enters the elevator, looking.. worse for wear to say the least. }

{ they've been on a slow decline ever since he. Got Wounded. he's fine. }

{ . DUMBASS???? }

ABSOLUTELY NOT.

YOU LOOK LIKE YOU'RE GONNA FALL APART IF I BREATHE ON YOU. WE'RE GOING BACK UP AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT.

{ he stands up on wobbly feet and makes his way to the keypad, about to input some BULLSHITTT because he was never allowed to touch it before. or taught how it works. um }

[After finally catching their breath, they muttered:] "39P3G42 to ascend." [Before another wave of pain hit them.]

{ he glances at them as they talk, only for his face to scrunch up. they fucked them up bad out there, jesus. }

{ he starts typing, muttering to himself before. pausing. halfway through the code }

{ he forgor }

{ he briefly considers asking lucerna to repeat the code, but. um. not only would that hurt his ego.}

{ taking another glance at them.. absolutely not. he'll figure it out. }

{ it was... what was it... }

{ there was another three and then. }

{ . . . }

{ this is stupid. this is RIDICULOUS. it wasn't even that long of a code how did he IMMEDIATELY forget it what is his PROBLEM today?????? }

{ whatever. WHATEVER. }

{ he punches the SHIT out of the keypad, not caring how it hurts his knuckles or jostles his wounds. he winds his arm up to punch it again only to. notice. }

{ he. managed to input the correct code. }

{ that's why they pay him the big bucks baby }

{ his work here is done. he trods off to sit in his stupid baby corner, sorta. watching lucerna. }

[Lucerna is laying on the floor, breathing shallow. Each exhale brings a violent shudder, and they look like they're gonna throw up or cry.]

"Fucking.. bright ass elevator lights.. my head hurts." [Probably because you're bleeding out. NOT because of the lights.]

DON'T.. CLOSE YOUR EYES ABOUT IT OR ANYTHING. YOU'LL DIE. AND I HATE CORPSES.

{ he sits watching lucerna for a couple seconds before deciding the visage is just too graphic. he's gotta do something. }

{ he takes off his stupid little ribbon thing he hardly knows how to tie and approaches lucerna. }

..GIVE ME YOUR PEN.

{ hwat is he doing }

{ he yoinks the pen away aggressively. hatefully even }

{ he then steps back a bit to assess the damages more properly. the chewed through leg seems to be the problem area. damned things must have nicked an artery or something. }

{ do toons even have blood vessels wait }

GIVE ME THAT.

{ he yanks their leg straight. is he stupid }

{ then he wraps the ribbon around their leg a couple inches above the wound. ties it, inserts the pen fuckin. somewhere. and- oh he made a tourniquet }

HOLD THE PEN THERE AND DON'T LET IT MOVE. WE DON'T HAVE ANOTHER PIECE OF CLOTH TO HOLD IT IN PLACE.

[They banged roughly on the door, tucking a radio into their pocket.] "You BETTER get up for this!"

-@lucernas-studies

{ HE WAS TAKING A NAP WHAT THE FLIP.. }

{ oh god. oh god he forgot he had a run scheduled today. maybe if he breaks his leg within the next five seconds he can avoid it?? }

{ so he begrudgingly gets out of bed and stomps on over to the door. }

{ the door swings open with enough force its hinges nearly break. shrimpo stares up at the STUPID GREEN LAMP HE HATES before starting down the hall. }

I HATE you. Let's just get this STUPID THING over with.

"Yeah, yeah. Shut it, shrimp." [Lucerna huffs, shoving a hand-held radio at him.] "You're lucky I don't invite Fragaria on this run as well. Only because dealing with you and him is like hell."

[They walked beside him, limping on one leg that was still wrapped in a bandage- ichor practically soaked through. How overworked, still going on expeditions while injured.]

..ARE YOU STUPID.

AT LEAST CHANGE YOUR BANDAGES. I DON'T WANT YOU SLOWING ME DOWN!!!

[They stare. Stare a bit more, then tsk.] "Bandages are scarce, idiot. I'm not going to waste anymore than needed on a scratch." [Lucerna snapped.] "'nd you're the slower one."

WH- NO I'M NOT!! DEFINITELY NOT LIKE THIS!!

WAIT RIGHT HERE. DON'T MOVE A MUSCLE OR I'LL SOCK YOU IN THE FACE.

{ he runs back to his room, which despite it being like. a couple feet away. it still takes him like a good thirty seconds just to get there. }

{ after an inordinate amount of time he emerges with a pile of various medical supplies in his arms }

{ who let him have that }

{ he sorta. drops it all on the ground before picking out a roll of gauze, a packet of gauze pads, some wipes, tape, and scissors }

FIX YOURSELF. AND MAKE IT QUICK.

[What the fuck] "Ohhkkaayyy then.." [They quickly got to work cleaning and redressing the wound. Muttering under their breath.]

[When they're done, they stand up straight and give a quick testing bend.] "..Thanks."

SHUT UP!!!

{ he grabs their wrist and starts dragging them along. With a bit of struggle because uh. Lamp }

{ like are we just. leaving all the bandages and shit in the hallway. ok }

...IF YOU TELL ANYONE ABOUT MY STASH YOU'RE DEAD TO ME.

{ WHAT THE FUCK WHY ARE THEY DOING THAT }

..IF YOU WERE DEAD TO ME YOU'D PROBABLY BE DEAD FOR REAL RIGHT NOW TOO. YOU'RE LUCKY YOU'RE NOT.

{ . wait }

I STILL HATE YOU THOUGH!!!

[Lucerna pulled him towards the open elevator, reaching up and straining to enter their personal expedition code on a keypad. He didn't get one of those. Loser.]

{ he attempts to refute their statement, only for words to fail him HORRIFICALLY. he sputters out something that vaguely sounds like 'as if' before he decides to keep his mouth shut for once. }

{ ..for like ten seconds before he gets yapping again }

WHAT IS EVEN THE POINT OF THIS. I HATE THIS. I'M SUPPOSED TO BE NAPPING RIGHT NOW.

"..Somehow. I don't know what they were thinking, I work better alone."

I'M NOT STUPID??????

{ he finally detaches from lucerna's side to go sulk in a corner. stupid baby }

WHY. WHY EVEN BOTHER GRABBING ME THEN. WHY NOT JUST GO ALONE. NOBODY WOULD KNOW. NOBODY WOULD CARE.

NOW IT'S TOO LATE BECAUSE YOU'RE STUPID!!!

{ ok yeah no they have a point whatever. }

{ mean ass lamp. AS IF he'll be incapacitated. he's SHRIMPO he's SO MUCH better than that }

{ . . . }

{ he got jumped by STUPID gigi because STUPID lucerna failed to keep the twisteds away from the STUPID machine he was doing. }

{ so now he's here. floor 23. having done fuckall for half the run. }

{ but. he can't help but wince as lucerna enters the elevator, looking.. worse for wear to say the least. }

{ they've been on a slow decline ever since he. Got Wounded. he's fine. }

{ . DUMBASS???? }

ABSOLUTELY NOT.

YOU LOOK LIKE YOU'RE GONNA FALL APART IF I BREATHE ON YOU. WE'RE GOING BACK UP AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT.

{ he stands up on wobbly feet and makes his way to the keypad, about to input some BULLSHITTT because he was never allowed to touch it before. or taught how it works. um }

[After finally catching their breath, they muttered:] "39P3G42 to ascend." [Before another wave of pain hit them.]

{ he glances at them as they talk, only for his face to scrunch up. they fucked them up bad out there, jesus. }

{ he starts typing, muttering to himself before. pausing. halfway through the code }

{ he forgor }

{ he briefly considers asking lucerna to repeat the code, but. um. not only would that hurt his ego.}

{ taking another glance at them.. absolutely not. he'll figure it out. }

{ it was... what was it... }

{ there was another three and then. }

{ . . . }

{ this is stupid. this is RIDICULOUS. it wasn't even that long of a code how did he IMMEDIATELY forget it what is his PROBLEM today?????? }

{ whatever. WHATEVER. }

{ he punches the SHIT out of the keypad, not caring how it hurts his knuckles or jostles his wounds. he winds his arm up to punch it again only to. notice. }

{ he. managed to input the correct code. }

{ that's why they pay him the big bucks baby }

{ his work here is done. he trods off to sit in his stupid baby corner, sorta. watching lucerna. }

[Lucerna is laying on the floor, breathing shallow. Each exhale brings a violent shudder, and they look like they're gonna throw up or cry.]

"Fucking.. bright ass elevator lights.. my head hurts." [Probably because you're bleeding out. NOT because of the lights.]

DON'T.. CLOSE YOUR EYES ABOUT IT OR ANYTHING. YOU'LL DIE. AND I HATE CORPSES.

{ he sits watching lucerna for a couple seconds before deciding the visage is just too graphic. he's gotta do something. }

{ he takes off his stupid little ribbon thing he hardly knows how to tie and approaches lucerna. }

..GIVE ME YOUR PEN.

{ hwat is he doing }

[They banged roughly on the door, tucking a radio into their pocket.] "You BETTER get up for this!"

-@lucernas-studies

{ HE WAS TAKING A NAP WHAT THE FLIP.. }

{ oh god. oh god he forgot he had a run scheduled today. maybe if he breaks his leg within the next five seconds he can avoid it?? }

{ so he begrudgingly gets out of bed and stomps on over to the door. }

{ the door swings open with enough force its hinges nearly break. shrimpo stares up at the STUPID GREEN LAMP HE HATES before starting down the hall. }

I HATE you. Let's just get this STUPID THING over with.

"Yeah, yeah. Shut it, shrimp." [Lucerna huffs, shoving a hand-held radio at him.] "You're lucky I don't invite Fragaria on this run as well. Only because dealing with you and him is like hell."

[They walked beside him, limping on one leg that was still wrapped in a bandage- ichor practically soaked through. How overworked, still going on expeditions while injured.]

..ARE YOU STUPID.

AT LEAST CHANGE YOUR BANDAGES. I DON'T WANT YOU SLOWING ME DOWN!!!

[They stare. Stare a bit more, then tsk.] "Bandages are scarce, idiot. I'm not going to waste anymore than needed on a scratch." [Lucerna snapped.] "'nd you're the slower one."

WH- NO I'M NOT!! DEFINITELY NOT LIKE THIS!!

WAIT RIGHT HERE. DON'T MOVE A MUSCLE OR I'LL SOCK YOU IN THE FACE.

{ he runs back to his room, which despite it being like. a couple feet away. it still takes him like a good thirty seconds just to get there. }

{ after an inordinate amount of time he emerges with a pile of various medical supplies in his arms }

{ who let him have that }

{ he sorta. drops it all on the ground before picking out a roll of gauze, a packet of gauze pads, some wipes, tape, and scissors }

FIX YOURSELF. AND MAKE IT QUICK.

[What the fuck] "Ohhkkaayyy then.." [They quickly got to work cleaning and redressing the wound. Muttering under their breath.]

[When they're done, they stand up straight and give a quick testing bend.] "..Thanks."

SHUT UP!!!

{ he grabs their wrist and starts dragging them along. With a bit of struggle because uh. Lamp }

{ like are we just. leaving all the bandages and shit in the hallway. ok }

...IF YOU TELL ANYONE ABOUT MY STASH YOU'RE DEAD TO ME.

{ WHAT THE FUCK WHY ARE THEY DOING THAT }

..IF YOU WERE DEAD TO ME YOU'D PROBABLY BE DEAD FOR REAL RIGHT NOW TOO. YOU'RE LUCKY YOU'RE NOT.

{ . wait }

I STILL HATE YOU THOUGH!!!

[Lucerna pulled him towards the open elevator, reaching up and straining to enter their personal expedition code on a keypad. He didn't get one of those. Loser.]

{ he attempts to refute their statement, only for words to fail him HORRIFICALLY. he sputters out something that vaguely sounds like 'as if' before he decides to keep his mouth shut for once. }

{ ..for like ten seconds before he gets yapping again }

WHAT IS EVEN THE POINT OF THIS. I HATE THIS. I'M SUPPOSED TO BE NAPPING RIGHT NOW.

"..Somehow. I don't know what they were thinking, I work better alone."

I'M NOT STUPID??????

{ he finally detaches from lucerna's side to go sulk in a corner. stupid baby }

WHY. WHY EVEN BOTHER GRABBING ME THEN. WHY NOT JUST GO ALONE. NOBODY WOULD KNOW. NOBODY WOULD CARE.

NOW IT'S TOO LATE BECAUSE YOU'RE STUPID!!!

{ ok yeah no they have a point whatever. }

{ mean ass lamp. AS IF he'll be incapacitated. he's SHRIMPO he's SO MUCH better than that }

{ . . . }

{ he got jumped by STUPID gigi because STUPID lucerna failed to keep the twisteds away from the STUPID machine he was doing. }

{ so now he's here. floor 23. having done fuckall for half the run. }

{ but. he can't help but wince as lucerna enters the elevator, looking.. worse for wear to say the least. }

{ they've been on a slow decline ever since he. Got Wounded. he's fine. }

{ . DUMBASS???? }

ABSOLUTELY NOT.

YOU LOOK LIKE YOU'RE GONNA FALL APART IF I BREATHE ON YOU. WE'RE GOING BACK UP AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT.

{ he stands up on wobbly feet and makes his way to the keypad, about to input some BULLSHITTT because he was never allowed to touch it before. or taught how it works. um }

[After finally catching their breath, they muttered:] "39P3G42 to ascend." [Before another wave of pain hit them.]

{ he glances at them as they talk, only for his face to scrunch up. they fucked them up bad out there, jesus. }

{ he starts typing, muttering to himself before. pausing. halfway through the code }

{ he forgor }

{ he briefly considers asking lucerna to repeat the code, but. um. not only would that hurt his ego.}

{ taking another glance at them.. absolutely not. he'll figure it out. }

{ it was... what was it... }

{ there was another three and then. }

{ . . . }

{ this is stupid. this is RIDICULOUS. it wasn't even that long of a code how did he IMMEDIATELY forget it what is his PROBLEM today?????? }

{ whatever. WHATEVER. }

{ he punches the SHIT out of the keypad, not caring how it hurts his knuckles or jostles his wounds. he winds his arm up to punch it again only to. notice. }

{ he. managed to input the correct code. }

{ that's why they pay him the big bucks baby }

{ his work here is done. he trods off to sit in his stupid baby corner, sorta. watching lucerna. }

[They banged roughly on the door, tucking a radio into their pocket.] "You BETTER get up for this!"

-@lucernas-studies

{ HE WAS TAKING A NAP WHAT THE FLIP.. }

{ oh god. oh god he forgot he had a run scheduled today. maybe if he breaks his leg within the next five seconds he can avoid it?? }

{ so he begrudgingly gets out of bed and stomps on over to the door. }

{ the door swings open with enough force its hinges nearly break. shrimpo stares up at the STUPID GREEN LAMP HE HATES before starting down the hall. }

I HATE you. Let's just get this STUPID THING over with.

"Yeah, yeah. Shut it, shrimp." [Lucerna huffs, shoving a hand-held radio at him.] "You're lucky I don't invite Fragaria on this run as well. Only because dealing with you and him is like hell."

[They walked beside him, limping on one leg that was still wrapped in a bandage- ichor practically soaked through. How overworked, still going on expeditions while injured.]

..ARE YOU STUPID.

AT LEAST CHANGE YOUR BANDAGES. I DON'T WANT YOU SLOWING ME DOWN!!!

[They stare. Stare a bit more, then tsk.] "Bandages are scarce, idiot. I'm not going to waste anymore than needed on a scratch." [Lucerna snapped.] "'nd you're the slower one."

WH- NO I'M NOT!! DEFINITELY NOT LIKE THIS!!

WAIT RIGHT HERE. DON'T MOVE A MUSCLE OR I'LL SOCK YOU IN THE FACE.

{ he runs back to his room, which despite it being like. a couple feet away. it still takes him like a good thirty seconds just to get there. }

{ after an inordinate amount of time he emerges with a pile of various medical supplies in his arms }

{ who let him have that }

{ he sorta. drops it all on the ground before picking out a roll of gauze, a packet of gauze pads, some wipes, tape, and scissors }

FIX YOURSELF. AND MAKE IT QUICK.

[What the fuck] "Ohhkkaayyy then.." [They quickly got to work cleaning and redressing the wound. Muttering under their breath.]

[When they're done, they stand up straight and give a quick testing bend.] "..Thanks."

SHUT UP!!!

{ he grabs their wrist and starts dragging them along. With a bit of struggle because uh. Lamp }

{ like are we just. leaving all the bandages and shit in the hallway. ok }

...IF YOU TELL ANYONE ABOUT MY STASH YOU'RE DEAD TO ME.

{ WHAT THE FUCK WHY ARE THEY DOING THAT }

..IF YOU WERE DEAD TO ME YOU'D PROBABLY BE DEAD FOR REAL RIGHT NOW TOO. YOU'RE LUCKY YOU'RE NOT.

{ . wait }

I STILL HATE YOU THOUGH!!!

[Lucerna pulled him towards the open elevator, reaching up and straining to enter their personal expedition code on a keypad. He didn't get one of those. Loser.]

{ he attempts to refute their statement, only for words to fail him HORRIFICALLY. he sputters out something that vaguely sounds like 'as if' before he decides to keep his mouth shut for once. }

{ ..for like ten seconds before he gets yapping again }

WHAT IS EVEN THE POINT OF THIS. I HATE THIS. I'M SUPPOSED TO BE NAPPING RIGHT NOW.

"..Somehow. I don't know what they were thinking, I work better alone."

I'M NOT STUPID??????

{ he finally detaches from lucerna's side to go sulk in a corner. stupid baby }

WHY. WHY EVEN BOTHER GRABBING ME THEN. WHY NOT JUST GO ALONE. NOBODY WOULD KNOW. NOBODY WOULD CARE.

NOW IT'S TOO LATE BECAUSE YOU'RE STUPID!!!

{ ok yeah no they have a point whatever. }

{ mean ass lamp. AS IF he'll be incapacitated. he's SHRIMPO he's SO MUCH better than that }

{ . . . }

{ he got jumped by STUPID gigi because STUPID lucerna failed to keep the twisteds away from the STUPID machine he was doing. }

{ so now he's here. floor 23. having done fuckall for half the run. }

{ but. he can't help but wince as lucerna enters the elevator, looking.. worse for wear to say the least. }

{ they've been on a slow decline ever since he. Got Wounded. he's fine. }

{ . DUMBASS???? }

ABSOLUTELY NOT.

YOU LOOK LIKE YOU'RE GONNA FALL APART IF I BREATHE ON YOU. WE'RE GOING BACK UP AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT.

{ he stands up on wobbly feet and makes his way to the keypad, about to input some BULLSHITTT because he was never allowed to touch it before. or taught how it works. um }

[They banged roughly on the door, tucking a radio into their pocket.] "You BETTER get up for this!"

-@lucernas-studies

{ HE WAS TAKING A NAP WHAT THE FLIP.. }

{ oh god. oh god he forgot he had a run scheduled today. maybe if he breaks his leg within the next five seconds he can avoid it?? }

{ so he begrudgingly gets out of bed and stomps on over to the door. }

{ the door swings open with enough force its hinges nearly break. shrimpo stares up at the STUPID GREEN LAMP HE HATES before starting down the hall. }

I HATE you. Let's just get this STUPID THING over with.

"Yeah, yeah. Shut it, shrimp." [Lucerna huffs, shoving a hand-held radio at him.] "You're lucky I don't invite Fragaria on this run as well. Only because dealing with you and him is like hell."

[They walked beside him, limping on one leg that was still wrapped in a bandage- ichor practically soaked through. How overworked, still going on expeditions while injured.]

..ARE YOU STUPID.

AT LEAST CHANGE YOUR BANDAGES. I DON'T WANT YOU SLOWING ME DOWN!!!

[They stare. Stare a bit more, then tsk.] "Bandages are scarce, idiot. I'm not going to waste anymore than needed on a scratch." [Lucerna snapped.] "'nd you're the slower one."

WH- NO I'M NOT!! DEFINITELY NOT LIKE THIS!!

WAIT RIGHT HERE. DON'T MOVE A MUSCLE OR I'LL SOCK YOU IN THE FACE.

{ he runs back to his room, which despite it being like. a couple feet away. it still takes him like a good thirty seconds just to get there. }

{ after an inordinate amount of time he emerges with a pile of various medical supplies in his arms }

{ who let him have that }

{ he sorta. drops it all on the ground before picking out a roll of gauze, a packet of gauze pads, some wipes, tape, and scissors }

FIX YOURSELF. AND MAKE IT QUICK.

[What the fuck] "Ohhkkaayyy then.." [They quickly got to work cleaning and redressing the wound. Muttering under their breath.]

[When they're done, they stand up straight and give a quick testing bend.] "..Thanks."

SHUT UP!!!

{ he grabs their wrist and starts dragging them along. With a bit of struggle because uh. Lamp }

{ like are we just. leaving all the bandages and shit in the hallway. ok }

...IF YOU TELL ANYONE ABOUT MY STASH YOU'RE DEAD TO ME.

{ WHAT THE FUCK WHY ARE THEY DOING THAT }

..IF YOU WERE DEAD TO ME YOU'D PROBABLY BE DEAD FOR REAL RIGHT NOW TOO. YOU'RE LUCKY YOU'RE NOT.

{ . wait }

I STILL HATE YOU THOUGH!!!

[Lucerna pulled him towards the open elevator, reaching up and straining to enter their personal expedition code on a keypad. He didn't get one of those. Loser.]

{ he attempts to refute their statement, only for words to fail him HORRIFICALLY. he sputters out something that vaguely sounds like 'as if' before he decides to keep his mouth shut for once. }

{ ..for like ten seconds before he gets yapping again }

WHAT IS EVEN THE POINT OF THIS. I HATE THIS. I'M SUPPOSED TO BE NAPPING RIGHT NOW.

"..Somehow. I don't know what they were thinking, I work better alone."

I'M NOT STUPID??????

{ he finally detaches from lucerna's side to go sulk in a corner. stupid baby }

WHY. WHY EVEN BOTHER GRABBING ME THEN. WHY NOT JUST GO ALONE. NOBODY WOULD KNOW. NOBODY WOULD CARE.

NOW IT'S TOO LATE BECAUSE YOU'RE STUPID!!!

{ ok yeah no they have a point whatever. }

{ mean ass lamp. AS IF he'll be incapacitated. he's SHRIMPO he's SO MUCH better than that }

{ . . . }

{ he got jumped by STUPID gigi because STUPID lucerna failed to keep the twisteds away from the STUPID machine he was doing. }

{ so now he's here. floor 23. having done fuckall for half the run. }

{ but. he can't help but wince as lucerna enters the elevator, looking.. worse for wear to say the least. }

{ they've been on a slow decline ever since he. Got Wounded. he's fine. }

[They banged roughly on the door, tucking a radio into their pocket.] "You BETTER get up for this!"

-@lucernas-studies

{ HE WAS TAKING A NAP WHAT THE FLIP.. }

{ oh god. oh god he forgot he had a run scheduled today. maybe if he breaks his leg within the next five seconds he can avoid it?? }

{ so he begrudgingly gets out of bed and stomps on over to the door. }

{ the door swings open with enough force its hinges nearly break. shrimpo stares up at the STUPID GREEN LAMP HE HATES before starting down the hall. }

I HATE you. Let's just get this STUPID THING over with.

"Yeah, yeah. Shut it, shrimp." [Lucerna huffs, shoving a hand-held radio at him.] "You're lucky I don't invite Fragaria on this run as well. Only because dealing with you and him is like hell."

[They walked beside him, limping on one leg that was still wrapped in a bandage- ichor practically soaked through. How overworked, still going on expeditions while injured.]

..ARE YOU STUPID.

AT LEAST CHANGE YOUR BANDAGES. I DON'T WANT YOU SLOWING ME DOWN!!!

[They stare. Stare a bit more, then tsk.] "Bandages are scarce, idiot. I'm not going to waste anymore than needed on a scratch." [Lucerna snapped.] "'nd you're the slower one."

WH- NO I'M NOT!! DEFINITELY NOT LIKE THIS!!

WAIT RIGHT HERE. DON'T MOVE A MUSCLE OR I'LL SOCK YOU IN THE FACE.

{ he runs back to his room, which despite it being like. a couple feet away. it still takes him like a good thirty seconds just to get there. }

{ after an inordinate amount of time he emerges with a pile of various medical supplies in his arms }

{ who let him have that }

{ he sorta. drops it all on the ground before picking out a roll of gauze, a packet of gauze pads, some wipes, tape, and scissors }

FIX YOURSELF. AND MAKE IT QUICK.

[What the fuck] "Ohhkkaayyy then.." [They quickly got to work cleaning and redressing the wound. Muttering under their breath.]

[When they're done, they stand up straight and give a quick testing bend.] "..Thanks."

SHUT UP!!!

{ he grabs their wrist and starts dragging them along. With a bit of struggle because uh. Lamp }

{ like are we just. leaving all the bandages and shit in the hallway. ok }

...IF YOU TELL ANYONE ABOUT MY STASH YOU'RE DEAD TO ME.

{ WHAT THE FUCK WHY ARE THEY DOING THAT }

..IF YOU WERE DEAD TO ME YOU'D PROBABLY BE DEAD FOR REAL RIGHT NOW TOO. YOU'RE LUCKY YOU'RE NOT.

{ . wait }

I STILL HATE YOU THOUGH!!!

[Lucerna pulled him towards the open elevator, reaching up and straining to enter their personal expedition code on a keypad. He didn't get one of those. Loser.]

{ he attempts to refute their statement, only for words to fail him HORRIFICALLY. he sputters out something that vaguely sounds like 'as if' before he decides to keep his mouth shut for once. }

{ ..for like ten seconds before he gets yapping again }

WHAT IS EVEN THE POINT OF THIS. I HATE THIS. I'M SUPPOSED TO BE NAPPING RIGHT NOW.

"..Somehow. I don't know what they were thinking, I work better alone."

I'M NOT STUPID??????

{ he finally detaches from lucerna's side to go sulk in a corner. stupid baby }

WHY. WHY EVEN BOTHER GRABBING ME THEN. WHY NOT JUST GO ALONE. NOBODY WOULD KNOW. NOBODY WOULD CARE.

NOW IT'S TOO LATE BECAUSE YOU'RE STUPID!!!

[They banged roughly on the door, tucking a radio into their pocket.] "You BETTER get up for this!"

-@lucernas-studies

{ HE WAS TAKING A NAP WHAT THE FLIP.. }

{ oh god. oh god he forgot he had a run scheduled today. maybe if he breaks his leg within the next five seconds he can avoid it?? }

{ so he begrudgingly gets out of bed and stomps on over to the door. }

{ the door swings open with enough force its hinges nearly break. shrimpo stares up at the STUPID GREEN LAMP HE HATES before starting down the hall. }

I HATE you. Let's just get this STUPID THING over with.

"Yeah, yeah. Shut it, shrimp." [Lucerna huffs, shoving a hand-held radio at him.] "You're lucky I don't invite Fragaria on this run as well. Only because dealing with you and him is like hell."

[They walked beside him, limping on one leg that was still wrapped in a bandage- ichor practically soaked through. How overworked, still going on expeditions while injured.]

..ARE YOU STUPID.

AT LEAST CHANGE YOUR BANDAGES. I DON'T WANT YOU SLOWING ME DOWN!!!

[They stare. Stare a bit more, then tsk.] "Bandages are scarce, idiot. I'm not going to waste anymore than needed on a scratch." [Lucerna snapped.] "'nd you're the slower one."

WH- NO I'M NOT!! DEFINITELY NOT LIKE THIS!!

WAIT RIGHT HERE. DON'T MOVE A MUSCLE OR I'LL SOCK YOU IN THE FACE.

{ he runs back to his room, which despite it being like. a couple feet away. it still takes him like a good thirty seconds just to get there. }

{ after an inordinate amount of time he emerges with a pile of various medical supplies in his arms }

{ who let him have that }

{ he sorta. drops it all on the ground before picking out a roll of gauze, a packet of gauze pads, some wipes, tape, and scissors }

FIX YOURSELF. AND MAKE IT QUICK.

[What the fuck] "Ohhkkaayyy then.." [They quickly got to work cleaning and redressing the wound. Muttering under their breath.]

[When they're done, they stand up straight and give a quick testing bend.] "..Thanks."

SHUT UP!!!

{ he grabs their wrist and starts dragging them along. With a bit of struggle because uh. Lamp }

{ like are we just. leaving all the bandages and shit in the hallway. ok }

...IF YOU TELL ANYONE ABOUT MY STASH YOU'RE DEAD TO ME.

{ WHAT THE FUCK WHY ARE THEY DOING THAT }

..IF YOU WERE DEAD TO ME YOU'D PROBABLY BE DEAD FOR REAL RIGHT NOW TOO. YOU'RE LUCKY YOU'RE NOT.

{ . wait }

I STILL HATE YOU THOUGH!!!

[Lucerna pulled him towards the open elevator, reaching up and straining to enter their personal expedition code on a keypad. He didn't get one of those. Loser.]

{ he attempts to refute their statement, only for words to fail him HORRIFICALLY. he sputters out something that vaguely sounds like 'as if' before he decides to keep his mouth shut for once. }

{ ..for like ten seconds before he gets yapping again }

WHAT IS EVEN THE POINT OF THIS. I HATE THIS. I'M SUPPOSED TO BE NAPPING RIGHT NOW.

[They banged roughly on the door, tucking a radio into their pocket.] "You BETTER get up for this!"

-@lucernas-studies

{ HE WAS TAKING A NAP WHAT THE FLIP.. }

{ oh god. oh god he forgot he had a run scheduled today. maybe if he breaks his leg within the next five seconds he can avoid it?? }

{ so he begrudgingly gets out of bed and stomps on over to the door. }

{ the door swings open with enough force its hinges nearly break. shrimpo stares up at the STUPID GREEN LAMP HE HATES before starting down the hall. }

I HATE you. Let's just get this STUPID THING over with.

"Yeah, yeah. Shut it, shrimp." [Lucerna huffs, shoving a hand-held radio at him.] "You're lucky I don't invite Fragaria on this run as well. Only because dealing with you and him is like hell."

[They walked beside him, limping on one leg that was still wrapped in a bandage- ichor practically soaked through. How overworked, still going on expeditions while injured.]

..ARE YOU STUPID.

AT LEAST CHANGE YOUR BANDAGES. I DON'T WANT YOU SLOWING ME DOWN!!!

[They stare. Stare a bit more, then tsk.] "Bandages are scarce, idiot. I'm not going to waste anymore than needed on a scratch." [Lucerna snapped.] "'nd you're the slower one."

WH- NO I'M NOT!! DEFINITELY NOT LIKE THIS!!

WAIT RIGHT HERE. DON'T MOVE A MUSCLE OR I'LL SOCK YOU IN THE FACE.

{ he runs back to his room, which despite it being like. a couple feet away. it still takes him like a good thirty seconds just to get there. }

{ after an inordinate amount of time he emerges with a pile of various medical supplies in his arms }

{ who let him have that }

{ he sorta. drops it all on the ground before picking out a roll of gauze, a packet of gauze pads, some wipes, tape, and scissors }

FIX YOURSELF. AND MAKE IT QUICK.

[What the fuck] "Ohhkkaayyy then.." [They quickly got to work cleaning and redressing the wound. Muttering under their breath.]

[When they're done, they stand up straight and give a quick testing bend.] "..Thanks."

SHUT UP!!!

{ he grabs their wrist and starts dragging them along. With a bit of struggle because uh. Lamp }

{ like are we just. leaving all the bandages and shit in the hallway. ok }

...IF YOU TELL ANYONE ABOUT MY STASH YOU'RE DEAD TO ME.

#⋆˚࿔ KRILL EVERYONE!!!#// this shrimp pmo

{ WHAT THE FUCK WHY ARE THEY DOING THAT }

..IF YOU WERE DEAD TO ME YOU'D PROBABLY BE DEAD FOR REAL RIGHT NOW TOO. YOU'RE LUCKY YOU'RE NOT.

{ . wait }

I STILL HATE YOU THOUGH!!!

[They banged roughly on the door, tucking a radio into their pocket.] "You BETTER get up for this!"

-@lucernas-studies

{ HE WAS TAKING A NAP WHAT THE FLIP.. }

{ oh god. oh god he forgot he had a run scheduled today. maybe if he breaks his leg within the next five seconds he can avoid it?? }

{ so he begrudgingly gets out of bed and stomps on over to the door. }

{ the door swings open with enough force its hinges nearly break. shrimpo stares up at the STUPID GREEN LAMP HE HATES before starting down the hall. }

I HATE you. Let's just get this STUPID THING over with.

"Yeah, yeah. Shut it, shrimp." [Lucerna huffs, shoving a hand-held radio at him.] "You're lucky I don't invite Fragaria on this run as well. Only because dealing with you and him is like hell."

[They walked beside him, limping on one leg that was still wrapped in a bandage- ichor practically soaked through. How overworked, still going on expeditions while injured.]

..ARE YOU STUPID.

AT LEAST CHANGE YOUR BANDAGES. I DON'T WANT YOU SLOWING ME DOWN!!!

[They stare. Stare a bit more, then tsk.] "Bandages are scarce, idiot. I'm not going to waste anymore than needed on a scratch." [Lucerna snapped.] "'nd you're the slower one."

WH- NO I'M NOT!! DEFINITELY NOT LIKE THIS!!

WAIT RIGHT HERE. DON'T MOVE A MUSCLE OR I'LL SOCK YOU IN THE FACE.

{ he runs back to his room, which despite it being like. a couple feet away. it still takes him like a good thirty seconds just to get there. }

{ after an inordinate amount of time he emerges with a pile of various medical supplies in his arms }

{ who let him have that }

{ he sorta. drops it all on the ground before picking out a roll of gauze, a packet of gauze pads, some wipes, tape, and scissors }

FIX YOURSELF. AND MAKE IT QUICK.

[What the fuck] "Ohhkkaayyy then.." [They quickly got to work cleaning and redressing the wound. Muttering under their breath.]

[When they're done, they stand up straight and give a quick testing bend.] "..Thanks."

SHUT UP!!!

{ he grabs their wrist and starts dragging them along. With a bit of struggle because uh. Lamp }

{ like are we just. leaving all the bandages and shit in the hallway. ok }

...IF YOU TELL ANYONE ABOUT MY STASH YOU'RE DEAD TO ME.

[They banged roughly on the door, tucking a radio into their pocket.] "You BETTER get up for this!"

-@lucernas-studies

{ HE WAS TAKING A NAP WHAT THE FLIP.. }

{ oh god. oh god he forgot he had a run scheduled today. maybe if he breaks his leg within the next five seconds he can avoid it?? }

{ so he begrudgingly gets out of bed and stomps on over to the door. }

{ the door swings open with enough force its hinges nearly break. shrimpo stares up at the STUPID GREEN LAMP HE HATES before starting down the hall. }

I HATE you. Let's just get this STUPID THING over with.

"Yeah, yeah. Shut it, shrimp." [Lucerna huffs, shoving a hand-held radio at him.] "You're lucky I don't invite Fragaria on this run as well. Only because dealing with you and him is like hell."

[They walked beside him, limping on one leg that was still wrapped in a bandage- ichor practically soaked through. How overworked, still going on expeditions while injured.]

..ARE YOU STUPID.

AT LEAST CHANGE YOUR BANDAGES. I DON'T WANT YOU SLOWING ME DOWN!!!

[They stare. Stare a bit more, then tsk.] "Bandages are scarce, idiot. I'm not going to waste anymore than needed on a scratch." [Lucerna snapped.] "'nd you're the slower one."

WH- NO I'M NOT!! DEFINITELY NOT LIKE THIS!!

WAIT RIGHT HERE. DON'T MOVE A MUSCLE OR I'LL SOCK YOU IN THE FACE.

{ he runs back to his room, which despite it being like. a couple feet away. it still takes him like a good thirty seconds just to get there. }

{ after an inordinate amount of time he emerges with a pile of various medical supplies in his arms }

{ who let him have that }

{ he sorta. drops it all on the ground before picking out a roll of gauze, a packet of gauze pads, some wipes, tape, and scissors }

FIX YOURSELF. AND MAKE IT QUICK.