Purpurea Venosa, Third Bloom

A Xenobotanist specializing in figuring out how to feed you cuties new foods from the whole compact! @julie-venosa-4th-flort (Juliette Venosa, fourth floret), @dustra-floret (Moss Venosa, third floret), and @eloise-venosa (Éloïse Venosa, second floret) are my beloved florets

[helenamite]

[unfunny-trans-girl]

Omg 😭

I love this lmao

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

A plant after my own heart

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Mod post: I am crawling out of my recovery chamber, sweaty and exhausted after a great weekend. The convention I help run was a smashing hit! I’m still taking it slow but I’m back baybee

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Mod post: officially taking a break until next Tuesday. Been working on planning a large irl event and the event is happening this weekend. It’s fun but it’s taking all my energy and I am a nervous wreck. Here’s to a successful event!

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Happiest of Mother’s days Mother! :3

You shan’t be bit today UwU

Awww that is incredibly sweet! I was actually thinking of biting you for the day instead ~

[dustra-floret]

Ooooo oki >w<

Go for it >:3 as hard as ya want >:3

This plush is tough-sh >:3

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[Presses sharp thorns on you and bites softly]

[dustra-floret]

[Whimpers adorably]

Hehehe ~w~

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

There’s a good little toy~ you go have fun with the other florets. You pleasure is Mother’s pleasure

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Happiest of Mother’s days Mother! :3

You shan’t be bit today UwU

Awww that is incredibly sweet! I was actually thinking of biting you for the day instead ~

[dustra-floret]

Ooooo oki >w<

Go for it >:3 as hard as ya want >:3

This plush is tough-sh >:3

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[Presses sharp thorns on you and bites softly]

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Happiest of Mother’s days Mother! :3

You shan’t be bit today UwU

Awww that is incredibly sweet! I was actually thinking of biting you for the day instead ~

[adriftfighterpilot]

Ouppy?

Are you puppy?

.. I am nnot . I am not.

Terra forever.

[unfunny-trans-girl]

Ehehe

Who's a good puppy?

[adriftfighterpilot]

I Deman d you to stop that right now

[unfunny-trans-girl]

Does puppy want a treat?

[choko-predap-first-bloom]

Oh how adorable~! The puppies are playing ^^

[adriftfighterpilot]

I’m…! I’m not a pu py….

[choko-predap-first-bloom]

D'aawww, is someone in denial~? I have plenty of things to... assist... with that...

A few dripping injectors make themselves known, rattling around above you

[adriftfighterpilot]

I.. I’m proud Terran fighter pilot Aphid. I am currently on duty, flying my ship. I have no interest in being enslaved by you weeds. Besides, I couldn’t even be… a.. puppy.. even if I wanted to, which I do not. Such blissful happiness is a lie. I suggest you leave me alone or I’ll be launching a nuclear cruise missile at your ship once I find you.

Terra forever.

[unfunny-trans-girl]

Aphid please don't do that I live there...

[adriftfighterpilot]

…oh. Apologies. I will find another way.

[unfunny-trans-girl]

I'd prefer it if you didn't launch any sort of artillery at my owner...

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Do not worry dearie, that is what firebreaks are for.

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

@wayfarer-isaac @dustra-floret

[We arrive at the vet, and are checked in by a rather spacey squirrel girl. Not a Ronan, just a biomodded Terran, high off her ass.]

Hello there cutie! I am here for our adorable new intake’s physical and routine shots. Could you please call Mx Oakley we have arrived? Tell me Isaac, are you afraid of needles?

Uhhhhhhh …. [the squirrel’s tail twitched, and she jumped, remembering it was there, and batting at it]

I see. I will file a notification of uhhh on your behalf shortly. Apologies Isaac, I will inform Mx Oakley myself. Say hi to Isaac sweetheart!

[the squirrel’s eyes focus as much as they can on Isaac and registers the order, with a bit of delay. She grins widely and begins to hammer energetically]

Hiiiiiiiiii!!!! Ur cute, roughy! Posin for a pencil? Dis ur matcha? Oh! I’m Olive! Olive Oakley, flort! Nice to meetcha!

[wayfarer-isaac]

(Isaac jumps slightly at the squirrel’s energetic nature, clearly caught off guard)

Uhm, Hi, Olive

(He waves awkwardly)

(He glances up at Purpurea)

I… I have no idea what she’s saying…

(He admits a little sheepishly.)

And, uhm…

I… don’t really like needles but do i really need… shots?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Of course you do, little one. How else are we going to get all that gunk out of you or cure you of that allergy to Xenra saliva? We can do it when you are under for your intake psychological profile, however, so you do not feel it.

Oooooooooo matcha’s got you all green, sheen!

Ah yes. She was asking if you were wanting to be my pet earlier, but I do not intend to keep you. And now she is teasing you because you are being taken care of, which is not very nice. And she really should try talking in a more independent friendly way, if she expects a response.

[Olive pouts]

Fiiiiiinnneeee. I wanna hug him tho. Has he gotten flort hugs yet? I wanna be the first!!!!

Isn’t she so precious? Mx Oakley should take us in shortly.

((Ooc: last chance to interact with Olive before you go in to the office))

[wayfarer-isaac]

(He stiffens a little)

W-Wait, Under? Like asleep?

(He rubs his shoulder)

I-I don't know how I feel getting put to sleep but... If it needs to be done...

and, yeah... uhm, not a pet.

(He nods a little, more to himself than anyone) (He glances over at Olivia)

I, uhm, I don't think I've had a "flort hug" before.... (He drags the last syllable, hesitating before giving a light shrug) Sure, why not.

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[Olive made a high pitch squeal and gestured for uppies, Purpurea obliging her so she could glomp onto Isaac. She pinned him against the affini while rubbing her cheeks on his chest, her tail twitching.]

I’m adopting this one. He smells fun. Doncha worry ‘bout going under, bestie. They’re just gonna trance ya and see what’s in your noggin’.

[her fur feels weirdly electric, like his skin is tingling pleasantly from the contact as Isaac’s eyes keep getting drawn to the tail for some odd reason.]

((Ooc her fur has a mild class a on it, and her tail can releases class h if she means it to. She isn’t meaning to, but there’s still a lil from the last time she did))

Alright dearie, I think-

Ah! Our new intake. Come in, come in.

[a more masculine leaning affini that looks like a picture book old oak tree motions you in, plucking xis floret out of Purpurea’s arms as she tries to keep a hold of Isaac.]

Eep! Mastress! I was cuddling!

And now you are back at your desk, little acorn. I am expecting another group shortly. Welcome them in, won’t you?

[wayfarer-isaac]

Ack-!

(Isaac yelps at Olive’s energetic hug, but relaxes and even lets out a small hum as the sensations of the class As set in.)

(He notices his eyes drawing towards the swaying tail and quickly shakes his head to snap out of it)

Trance…? Like hypnosis?

(He watches as the more masculine leaning Affini yoinks Olive away.)

And Im guessing thats Mx Oakley?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Right on both counts, little one. Do not worry, we will take care of you.

[recently-uplifted]

[Having left the other cuties with Olive, I proceed to walk to one of the rooms marked for surgery and gently set Theodore down on a table.

I finish sending out the requisition forms to have a sample of my core that was being kept at a laboratory for study sent here and wait, worrying about the cutie laying before me.

One of my vines is wrapped around Theodore's hand, while another few are still massaging the cuties head and I begin filling out the paperwork to have the Endurance be transformed into and installed as a habitation unit near my hab.]

Stars, you poor thing... I really didn't mean for it to come to this... You should never have to feel like that, and I am going to do my very best to make sure you will never have to again. I know you can't really hear me right now, but that's okay... I just really hope you will be.. okay I mean...

I wonder what you're dreaming about sweetling

I... stars I hope you will be okay...

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[Purpurea wait for Isaac to be put in trance before joining Green in the surgery room]

Hello sweet leaf. Lovely to finally make your acquaintance in person.

[Purpurea’s mass falls apart a little as she entwines with the young boom in an affini hug]

I am here, dear. You can let it out.

[recently-uplifted]

[I unravel a little in Purpureas vines]

I hope Theodore will be okay.. I mean I know the cutie will be, just.. I worry

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

I know, sweet leaf. I know. You are but a little shoot, but every affini knows the worry. What if they would be just a little happier with someone else? What if we get unlucky and they are one of the few hundred Terrans to have issues with their implant? What if you are doing something wrong? I was so worried about my florets. I broke down at my little doll’s wardship trial!

But most importantly, we have each other, little shoot. We are affini, and our care is not just for our loving pets.

[Purpurea rub a vine over Green’s core]

You know, during my first bloom, I nearly wilted of anxiety every time I saw a xenosophont. I was so afraid I would cause irreparable damage. My old … well the title does not translate well but my owner helped me settle myself. I know, I know, starting with a floret bloom is a bit unusual, but you learn a lot from the old branches that way. You learn how to bend.

And you learn how best to support your friends.

[core vines bridge the gap, wrapping around Green’s core]

You are a good <<caretaker/sophont/owner>> and you will do wonderfully.

[recently-uplifted]

[I briefly interrupt Purpurea before she can finish talking]

I ... I want to make sure Theodore will never have to be alone again, never have to feel like self-immolation is the only way forward, never have to feel unsafe again

I'm certain that Theodore will ask to be mine at some point... And I had all these plans and...

Well they changed now. They had to

I still want to give Theodore that opportunity, but I worry if... If mostly keeping the cutie at independent sober levels while in the faux wardship is...

If it'd be irresponsible for me to do so. If doing that would only hurt the cutie more, if...

What if something happens to Theodore? What if...

I... I am so worried

...

[As Purpurea is able to talk again, finishing what she had to say, my core thrums in appreciation and thanks at those last words, calling me 'a good <<caretaker/sophont/owner>>' and I unravel a little more]

stars you give good hugs

i... i really needed this

<thank you>

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

There is a strong urge to fret in all Affini, but all I have seen of you makes me believe you’ve got this. You are a good Affini, and you deserve affirmation dear. I still have some durataxin I made with my [title untranslatable due to lack of cultural context] back in andromeda if you would like to share some with me once this is over~

[recently-uplifted]

O-oh? Wait, is it-

Oh stars I'd love to

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Alright, sweetie. Would you like me to stay with you during the surgery?

[a vine caresses green’s core, especially the small needle hole from the implant culturing]

I know it can be tense. Mx Oakley should be here shortly.

[recently-uplifted]

Yes please

[My core thrums and I rustle at the sensation. My biorythm lets Purpurea know that if I could blush, I would be right now]

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[Mx Oakley enters the room, surgical implements at the ready, pushing a cart with organ storage on it.]

Good evening everyone! I read your brief, and it is sounding like a very minimally invasive implant, but some major reconstruction on the biomodifications. I took the liberty of flash cloning some additional material to not leave any noticeable gap. Everyone ready? Good.

Let's start with the easy things. Thanks to this handy dandy port left by our terran friends, we can just....

[Xe places the haustorium seed right on the spine through the existing OCNI port. it is very small, but begins to wriggle out of sight, a single tiny wire connecting it back to the medical control system.]

There! Next...

[Xe plugs into the port control, and keys it to the haustorium signal. From now on, the haustorium has to allow the opening and closing of the port. It is keyed to respond only to Green's Biorhythm.]

Miss Green, if you would, could you thrum <open> with your Biorhythm? It doesn't have to be the locally accepted standard, but something you can repeat and are unlikely to do through your day to day actions. After, we can key the close command.

[recently-uplifted]

[I motion for Purpurea to let go of my core for a moment, so I can do as asked without any interference, taking a moment to calm down and produce something that loosely translates to <open up cutiepie, it's time for me to get my vines inside you> as well as <such a good cutie, now no touching your brainstem without permission> for <close>]

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Thank you~

[Xe has you run through a couple of repetitions to make sure it works, before tuning up the biofeedback system a bit to make Theodore more sensitive to its use. Xe wraps up by grafting some additional phytotech to allow the OCNI implant to influence motor control. Finally, the power supply is replaced with a compact power cell that should last another four millennia assuming current usage rates]

The haustorium should slowly remove and replace all control chips as it takes root. we try to avoid direct brain surgery when possible. Next, let's do something about those rocket systems. Rather than trying to extract everything bit by bit and leaving potential scars on the little one, we will just...

[With a series of precise snips, Theodore's engine areas are just cut off entirely, taking out large sections of the shoulders, before being replaced with bioidentical ones, microscopic phytoflesh sutures weaving and connecting everything correctly.]

aaaaaand, that should do it! any and all additional features should be available through the haustorium over the course of the next week. remember to keep him off his feet for a few days!

[Purpurea squeezes Green a bit more]

A bit more blood than I would like, but that wasn't so bad, right?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

@wayfarer-isaac @dustra-floret

[We arrive at the vet, and are checked in by a rather spacey squirrel girl. Not a Ronan, just a biomodded Terran, high off her ass.]

Hello there cutie! I am here for our adorable new intake’s physical and routine shots. Could you please call Mx Oakley we have arrived? Tell me Isaac, are you afraid of needles?

Uhhhhhhh …. [the squirrel’s tail twitched, and she jumped, remembering it was there, and batting at it]

I see. I will file a notification of uhhh on your behalf shortly. Apologies Isaac, I will inform Mx Oakley myself. Say hi to Isaac sweetheart!

[the squirrel’s eyes focus as much as they can on Isaac and registers the order, with a bit of delay. She grins widely and begins to hammer energetically]

Hiiiiiiiiii!!!! Ur cute, roughy! Posin for a pencil? Dis ur matcha? Oh! I’m Olive! Olive Oakley, flort! Nice to meetcha!

[wayfarer-isaac]

(Isaac jumps slightly at the squirrel’s energetic nature, clearly caught off guard)

Uhm, Hi, Olive

(He waves awkwardly)

(He glances up at Purpurea)

I… I have no idea what she’s saying…

(He admits a little sheepishly.)

And, uhm…

I… don’t really like needles but do i really need… shots?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Of course you do, little one. How else are we going to get all that gunk out of you or cure you of that allergy to Xenra saliva? We can do it when you are under for your intake psychological profile, however, so you do not feel it.

Oooooooooo matcha’s got you all green, sheen!

Ah yes. She was asking if you were wanting to be my pet earlier, but I do not intend to keep you. And now she is teasing you because you are being taken care of, which is not very nice. And she really should try talking in a more independent friendly way, if she expects a response.

[Olive pouts]

Fiiiiiinnneeee. I wanna hug him tho. Has he gotten flort hugs yet? I wanna be the first!!!!

Isn’t she so precious? Mx Oakley should take us in shortly.

((Ooc: last chance to interact with Olive before you go in to the office))

[wayfarer-isaac]

(He stiffens a little)

W-Wait, Under? Like asleep?

(He rubs his shoulder)

I-I don't know how I feel getting put to sleep but... If it needs to be done...

and, yeah... uhm, not a pet.

(He nods a little, more to himself than anyone) (He glances over at Olivia)

I, uhm, I don't think I've had a "flort hug" before.... (He drags the last syllable, hesitating before giving a light shrug) Sure, why not.

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[Olive made a high pitch squeal and gestured for uppies, Purpurea obliging her so she could glomp onto Isaac. She pinned him against the affini while rubbing her cheeks on his chest, her tail twitching.]

I’m adopting this one. He smells fun. Doncha worry ‘bout going under, bestie. They’re just gonna trance ya and see what’s in your noggin’.

[her fur feels weirdly electric, like his skin is tingling pleasantly from the contact as Isaac’s eyes keep getting drawn to the tail for some odd reason.]

((Ooc her fur has a mild class a on it, and her tail can releases class h if she means it to. She isn’t meaning to, but there’s still a lil from the last time she did))

Alright dearie, I think-

Ah! Our new intake. Come in, come in.

[a more masculine leaning affini that looks like a picture book old oak tree motions you in, plucking xis floret out of Purpurea’s arms as she tries to keep a hold of Isaac.]

Eep! Mastress! I was cuddling!

And now you are back at your desk, little acorn. I am expecting another group shortly. Welcome them in, won’t you?

[wayfarer-isaac]

Ack-!

(Isaac yelps at Olive’s energetic hug, but relaxes and even lets out a small hum as the sensations of the class As set in.)

(He notices his eyes drawing towards the swaying tail and quickly shakes his head to snap out of it)

Trance…? Like hypnosis?

(He watches as the more masculine leaning Affini yoinks Olive away.)

And Im guessing thats Mx Oakley?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Right on both counts, little one. Do not worry, we will take care of you.

[recently-uplifted]

[Having left the other cuties with Olive, I proceed to walk to one of the rooms marked for surgery and gently set Theodore down on a table.

I finish sending out the requisition forms to have a sample of my core that was being kept at a laboratory for study sent here and wait, worrying about the cutie laying before me.

One of my vines is wrapped around Theodore's hand, while another few are still massaging the cuties head and I begin filling out the paperwork to have the Endurance be transformed into and installed as a habitation unit near my hab.]

Stars, you poor thing... I really didn't mean for it to come to this... You should never have to feel like that, and I am going to do my very best to make sure you will never have to again. I know you can't really hear me right now, but that's okay... I just really hope you will be.. okay I mean...

I wonder what you're dreaming about sweetling

I... stars I hope you will be okay...

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[Purpurea wait for Isaac to be put in trance before joining Green in the surgery room]

Hello sweet leaf. Lovely to finally make your acquaintance in person.

[Purpurea’s mass falls apart a little as she entwines with the young boom in an affini hug]

I am here, dear. You can let it out.

[recently-uplifted]

[I unravel a little in Purpureas vines]

I hope Theodore will be okay.. I mean I know the cutie will be, just.. I worry

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

I know, sweet leaf. I know. You are but a little shoot, but every affini knows the worry. What if they would be just a little happier with someone else? What if we get unlucky and they are one of the few hundred Terrans to have issues with their implant? What if you are doing something wrong? I was so worried about my florets. I broke down at my little doll’s wardship trial!

But most importantly, we have each other, little shoot. We are affini, and our care is not just for our loving pets.

[Purpurea rub a vine over Green’s core]

You know, during my first bloom, I nearly wilted of anxiety every time I saw a xenosophont. I was so afraid I would cause irreparable damage. My old … well the title does not translate well but my owner helped me settle myself. I know, I know, starting with a floret bloom is a bit unusual, but you learn a lot from the old branches that way. You learn how to bend.

And you learn how best to support your friends.

[core vines bridge the gap, wrapping around Green’s core]

You are a good <<caretaker/sophont/owner>> and you will do wonderfully.

[recently-uplifted]

[I briefly interrupt Purpurea before she can finish talking]

I ... I want to make sure Theodore will never have to be alone again, never have to feel like self-immolation is the only way forward, never have to feel unsafe again

I'm certain that Theodore will ask to be mine at some point... And I had all these plans and...

Well they changed now. They had to

I still want to give Theodore that opportunity, but I worry if... If mostly keeping the cutie at independent sober levels while in the faux wardship is...

If it'd be irresponsible for me to do so. If doing that would only hurt the cutie more, if...

What if something happens to Theodore? What if...

I... I am so worried

...

[As Purpurea is able to talk again, finishing what she had to say, my core thrums in appreciation and thanks at those last words, calling me 'a good <<caretaker/sophont/owner>>' and I unravel a little more]

stars you give good hugs

i... i really needed this

<thank you>

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

There is a strong urge to fret in all Affini, but all I have seen of you makes me believe you’ve got this. You are a good Affini, and you deserve affirmation dear. I still have some durataxin I made with my [title untranslatable due to lack of cultural context] back in andromeda if you would like to share some with me once this is over~

[recently-uplifted]

O-oh? Wait, is it-

Oh stars I'd love to

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Alright, sweetie. Would you like me to stay with you during the surgery?

[a vine caresses green’s core, especially the small needle hole from the implant culturing]

I know it can be tense. Mx Oakley should be here shortly.

[recently-uplifted]

Yes please

[My core thrums and I rustle at the sensation. My biorythm lets Purpurea know that if I could blush, I would be right now]

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[Mx Oakley enters the room, surgical implements at the ready, pushing a cart with organ storage on it.]

Good evening everyone! I read your brief, and it is sounding like a very minimally invasive implant, but some major reconstruction on the biomodifications. I took the liberty of flash cloning some additional material to not leave any noticeable gap. Everyone ready? Good.

Let's start with the easy things. Thanks to this handy dandy port left by our terran friends, we can just....

[Xe places the haustorium seed right on the spine through the existing OCNI port. it is very small, but begins to wriggle out of sight, a single tiny wire connecting it back to the medical control system.]

There! Next...

[Xe plugs into the port control, and keys it to the haustorium signal. From now on, the haustorium has to allow the opening and closing of the port. It is keyed to respond only to Green's Biorhythm.]

Miss Green, if you would, could you thrum <open> with your Biorhythm? It doesn't have to be the locally accepted standard, but something you can repeat and are unlikely to do through your day to day actions. After, we can key the close command.

[adriftfighterpilot]

Having access to a compiler is an extreme stroke of luck. I can repair and make upgrades to my fighter real easy. Funny how the very machine the weeds built is now being used against them. Heh.

Terra forever.

[sappy-red-algae]

<3

Now I'm gonna go talk to Salt about sending jailbroken Compilers to ferals and how unsafe it can be.

[adriftfighterpilot]

Will you get off my comms you weed? We’ll see how snarky you are when I dump a belt of incendiary autocannon ammo into you.

Terra forever.

[sappy-red-algae]

Feeling spicy, are we?

[adriftfighterpilot]

Why, am I getting under your skin? Making you angry?

[sappy-red-algae]

Stars, you're so precious

I would hug you right now if I was there and if it didn't cause you massive distress

[adriftfighterpilot]

You’d be surprised with how disgusting my form is. A sorry imitation of a female despite my best efforts. So no, not “precious”.

Also, if you were here I would kill you. So.

[sappy-red-algae]

Sweet pea don't demean yourself like that! I've seen you on the cameras before you escaped, you're precious, cute, and need support! You're a good girl. The best girl, even. So, yes, you're precious

Also, when I first met my ward, she threw a Grenade into the core of one of my vessels, torched it with the afterburner of a TCN ship engine, tried to shred it with Blades capable of cutting through 5 tonnes of tungsten, and so much more

"She could've hurt herself!" Was my First thought. Hers was

"of course none of that Worked."

[adriftfighterpilot]

I am unable to even look in the mirror without a grimace. I am certainly not a.. “good…. girl..”

Your ward clearly was not trying hard enough.

[sappy-red-algae]

Oh sweetie... The dysphoria is that bad isn't it? It's okay... You're still a good girl... perhaps a good puppygirl too?

Oh and my ward... Oh what haven't they Tried? I had to basicaly get rid of all compilers, wipe their memory on the daily, keep multiple GPSs on them, monitor every single movement and every single tool they somehow build, hack into Everything to know what they plan, so on and so forth, while also keeping up a legal battle that is extending for more than 5 months. Difficult cutie it is, but nonetheless, she's precious, fun and needs Support. Like you, actualy!

[adriftfighterpilot]

PUPPYG- ggghhhhgg nnnhh @.@ d

t tthat… lllleave me alone…

Agh… what did you do to me.. why did that hit me so hard..

[sappy-red-algae]

Okay sweet pea, after the analysis, I got you a prescription for Class-Gs. Anything specific you'd Like?

[adriftfighterpilot]

I dontn wwant your brainwashing drugs… I just.. slipped for a moment. I’m going to go work on my ship weapons now..

Terra forever.

[sappy-red-algae]

Sweetie, they're just Hormone replacement therapy but better! You can ask Lars @snaggletoothsavior if you want to, or search in the compiler! Also, petal... Don't feel pressured into having to be strong... Your friends can Support you

[snaggletoothsavior]

We’ve discussed it. Our compiler has Class-Gs ready to generate, but we strongly believe it to have some side effects that would mess with the mind and make those taking Class-Gs sympathize to you more. Therefore, I don’t think it’s a good idea.

[sappy-red-algae]

Do you have a chemist? I'll send you a Compiler blueprint for the chemical composition of the prescription base I have set up right now, so you can safely analize it and see for yourself that there will be no mental effects different from that of terran HRT

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

I worry about the power consumption of the compiler. It can run off of the exotic mater in their engine a while, but over time they will need more power, although I suppose that is a problem easily solved by bringing the cuties in.

[dustra-floret]

This pup plush needs a proper collar >:3

Mother Purpurea(@purple-pitcher-perfect)needs to ttttooottttaaallllllyyy get one ready >:3

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Darling you have a collar! Did you chew through it again?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

@wayfarer-isaac @dustra-floret

[We arrive at the vet, and are checked in by a rather spacey squirrel girl. Not a Ronan, just a biomodded Terran, high off her ass.]

Hello there cutie! I am here for our adorable new intake’s physical and routine shots. Could you please call Mx Oakley we have arrived? Tell me Isaac, are you afraid of needles?

Uhhhhhhh …. [the squirrel’s tail twitched, and she jumped, remembering it was there, and batting at it]

I see. I will file a notification of uhhh on your behalf shortly. Apologies Isaac, I will inform Mx Oakley myself. Say hi to Isaac sweetheart!

[the squirrel’s eyes focus as much as they can on Isaac and registers the order, with a bit of delay. She grins widely and begins to hammer energetically]

Hiiiiiiiiii!!!! Ur cute, roughy! Posin for a pencil? Dis ur matcha? Oh! I’m Olive! Olive Oakley, flort! Nice to meetcha!

[wayfarer-isaac]

(Isaac jumps slightly at the squirrel’s energetic nature, clearly caught off guard)

Uhm, Hi, Olive

(He waves awkwardly)

(He glances up at Purpurea)

I… I have no idea what she’s saying…

(He admits a little sheepishly.)

And, uhm…

I… don’t really like needles but do i really need… shots?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Of course you do, little one. How else are we going to get all that gunk out of you or cure you of that allergy to Xenra saliva? We can do it when you are under for your intake psychological profile, however, so you do not feel it.

Oooooooooo matcha’s got you all green, sheen!

Ah yes. She was asking if you were wanting to be my pet earlier, but I do not intend to keep you. And now she is teasing you because you are being taken care of, which is not very nice. And she really should try talking in a more independent friendly way, if she expects a response.

[Olive pouts]

Fiiiiiinnneeee. I wanna hug him tho. Has he gotten flort hugs yet? I wanna be the first!!!!

Isn’t she so precious? Mx Oakley should take us in shortly.

((Ooc: last chance to interact with Olive before you go in to the office))

[wayfarer-isaac]

(He stiffens a little)

W-Wait, Under? Like asleep?

(He rubs his shoulder)

I-I don't know how I feel getting put to sleep but... If it needs to be done...

and, yeah... uhm, not a pet.

(He nods a little, more to himself than anyone) (He glances over at Olivia)

I, uhm, I don't think I've had a "flort hug" before.... (He drags the last syllable, hesitating before giving a light shrug) Sure, why not.

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[Olive made a high pitch squeal and gestured for uppies, Purpurea obliging her so she could glomp onto Isaac. She pinned him against the affini while rubbing her cheeks on his chest, her tail twitching.]

I’m adopting this one. He smells fun. Doncha worry ‘bout going under, bestie. They’re just gonna trance ya and see what’s in your noggin’.

[her fur feels weirdly electric, like his skin is tingling pleasantly from the contact as Isaac’s eyes keep getting drawn to the tail for some odd reason.]

((Ooc her fur has a mild class a on it, and her tail can releases class h if she means it to. She isn’t meaning to, but there’s still a lil from the last time she did))

Alright dearie, I think-

Ah! Our new intake. Come in, come in.

[a more masculine leaning affini that looks like a picture book old oak tree motions you in, plucking xis floret out of Purpurea’s arms as she tries to keep a hold of Isaac.]

Eep! Mastress! I was cuddling!

And now you are back at your desk, little acorn. I am expecting another group shortly. Welcome them in, won’t you?

[wayfarer-isaac]

Ack-!

(Isaac yelps at Olive’s energetic hug, but relaxes and even lets out a small hum as the sensations of the class As set in.)

(He notices his eyes drawing towards the swaying tail and quickly shakes his head to snap out of it)

Trance…? Like hypnosis?

(He watches as the more masculine leaning Affini yoinks Olive away.)

And Im guessing thats Mx Oakley?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Right on both counts, little one. Do not worry, we will take care of you.

[recently-uplifted]

[Having left the other cuties with Olive, I proceed to walk to one of the rooms marked for surgery and gently set Theodore down on a table.

I finish sending out the requisition forms to have a sample of my core that was being kept at a laboratory for study sent here and wait, worrying about the cutie laying before me.

One of my vines is wrapped around Theodore's hand, while another few are still massaging the cuties head and I begin filling out the paperwork to have the Endurance be transformed into and installed as a habitation unit near my hab.]

Stars, you poor thing... I really didn't mean for it to come to this... You should never have to feel like that, and I am going to do my very best to make sure you will never have to again. I know you can't really hear me right now, but that's okay... I just really hope you will be.. okay I mean...

I wonder what you're dreaming about sweetling

I... stars I hope you will be okay...

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[Purpurea wait for Isaac to be put in trance before joining Green in the surgery room]

Hello sweet leaf. Lovely to finally make your acquaintance in person.

[Purpurea’s mass falls apart a little as she entwines with the young boom in an affini hug]

I am here, dear. You can let it out.

[recently-uplifted]

[I unravel a little in Purpureas vines]

I hope Theodore will be okay.. I mean I know the cutie will be, just.. I worry

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

I know, sweet leaf. I know. You are but a little shoot, but every affini knows the worry. What if they would be just a little happier with someone else? What if we get unlucky and they are one of the few hundred Terrans to have issues with their implant? What if you are doing something wrong? I was so worried about my florets. I broke down at my little doll’s wardship trial!

But most importantly, we have each other, little shoot. We are affini, and our care is not just for our loving pets.

[Purpurea rub a vine over Green’s core]

You know, during my first bloom, I nearly wilted of anxiety every time I saw a xenosophont. I was so afraid I would cause irreparable damage. My old … well the title does not translate well but my owner helped me settle myself. I know, I know, starting with a floret bloom is a bit unusual, but you learn a lot from the old branches that way. You learn how to bend.

And you learn how best to support your friends.

[core vines bridge the gap, wrapping around Green’s core]

You are a good <<caretaker/sophont/owner>> and you will do wonderfully.

[recently-uplifted]

[I briefly interrupt Purpurea before she can finish talking]

I ... I want to make sure Theodore will never have to be alone again, never have to feel like self-immolation is the only way forward, never have to feel unsafe again

I'm certain that Theodore will ask to be mine at some point... And I had all these plans and...

Well they changed now. They had to

I still want to give Theodore that opportunity, but I worry if... If mostly keeping the cutie at independent sober levels while in the faux wardship is...

If it'd be irresponsible for me to do so. If doing that would only hurt the cutie more, if...

What if something happens to Theodore? What if...

I... I am so worried

...

[As Purpurea is able to talk again, finishing what she had to say, my core thrums in appreciation and thanks at those last words, calling me 'a good <<caretaker/sophont/owner>>' and I unravel a little more]

stars you give good hugs

i... i really needed this

<thank you>

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

There is a strong urge to fret in all Affini, but all I have seen of you makes me believe you’ve got this. You are a good Affini, and you deserve affirmation dear. I still have some durataxin I made with my [title untranslatable due to lack of cultural context] back in andromeda if you would like to share some with me once this is over~

[recently-uplifted]

O-oh? Wait, is it-

Oh stars I'd love to

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Alright, sweetie. Would you like me to stay with you during the surgery?

[a vine caresses green’s core, especially the small needle hole from the implant culturing]

I know it can be tense. Mx Oakley should be here shortly.

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

@wayfarer-isaac @dustra-floret

[We arrive at the vet, and are checked in by a rather spacey squirrel girl. Not a Ronan, just a biomodded Terran, high off her ass.]

Hello there cutie! I am here for our adorable new intake’s physical and routine shots. Could you please call Mx Oakley we have arrived? Tell me Isaac, are you afraid of needles?

Uhhhhhhh …. [the squirrel’s tail twitched, and she jumped, remembering it was there, and batting at it]

I see. I will file a notification of uhhh on your behalf shortly. Apologies Isaac, I will inform Mx Oakley myself. Say hi to Isaac sweetheart!

[the squirrel’s eyes focus as much as they can on Isaac and registers the order, with a bit of delay. She grins widely and begins to hammer energetically]

Hiiiiiiiiii!!!! Ur cute, roughy! Posin for a pencil? Dis ur matcha? Oh! I’m Olive! Olive Oakley, flort! Nice to meetcha!

[wayfarer-isaac]

(Isaac jumps slightly at the squirrel’s energetic nature, clearly caught off guard)

Uhm, Hi, Olive

(He waves awkwardly)

(He glances up at Purpurea)

I… I have no idea what she’s saying…

(He admits a little sheepishly.)

And, uhm…

I… don’t really like needles but do i really need… shots?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Of course you do, little one. How else are we going to get all that gunk out of you or cure you of that allergy to Xenra saliva? We can do it when you are under for your intake psychological profile, however, so you do not feel it.

Oooooooooo matcha’s got you all green, sheen!

Ah yes. She was asking if you were wanting to be my pet earlier, but I do not intend to keep you. And now she is teasing you because you are being taken care of, which is not very nice. And she really should try talking in a more independent friendly way, if she expects a response.

[Olive pouts]

Fiiiiiinnneeee. I wanna hug him tho. Has he gotten flort hugs yet? I wanna be the first!!!!

Isn’t she so precious? Mx Oakley should take us in shortly.

((Ooc: last chance to interact with Olive before you go in to the office))

[wayfarer-isaac]

(He stiffens a little)

W-Wait, Under? Like asleep?

(He rubs his shoulder)

I-I don't know how I feel getting put to sleep but... If it needs to be done...

and, yeah... uhm, not a pet.

(He nods a little, more to himself than anyone) (He glances over at Olivia)

I, uhm, I don't think I've had a "flort hug" before.... (He drags the last syllable, hesitating before giving a light shrug) Sure, why not.

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[Olive made a high pitch squeal and gestured for uppies, Purpurea obliging her so she could glomp onto Isaac. She pinned him against the affini while rubbing her cheeks on his chest, her tail twitching.]

I’m adopting this one. He smells fun. Doncha worry ‘bout going under, bestie. They’re just gonna trance ya and see what’s in your noggin’.

[her fur feels weirdly electric, like his skin is tingling pleasantly from the contact as Isaac’s eyes keep getting drawn to the tail for some odd reason.]

((Ooc her fur has a mild class a on it, and her tail can releases class h if she means it to. She isn’t meaning to, but there’s still a lil from the last time she did))

Alright dearie, I think-

Ah! Our new intake. Come in, come in.

[a more masculine leaning affini that looks like a picture book old oak tree motions you in, plucking xis floret out of Purpurea’s arms as she tries to keep a hold of Isaac.]

Eep! Mastress! I was cuddling!

And now you are back at your desk, little acorn. I am expecting another group shortly. Welcome them in, won’t you?

[wayfarer-isaac]

Ack-!

(Isaac yelps at Olive’s energetic hug, but relaxes and even lets out a small hum as the sensations of the class As set in.)

(He notices his eyes drawing towards the swaying tail and quickly shakes his head to snap out of it)

Trance…? Like hypnosis?

(He watches as the more masculine leaning Affini yoinks Olive away.)

And Im guessing thats Mx Oakley?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Right on both counts, little one. Do not worry, we will take care of you.

[recently-uplifted]

[Having left the other cuties with Olive, I proceed to walk to one of the rooms marked for surgery and gently set Theodore down on a table.

I finish sending out the requisition forms to have a sample of my core that was being kept at a laboratory for study sent here and wait, worrying about the cutie laying before me.

One of my vines is wrapped around Theodore's hand, while another few are still massaging the cuties head and I begin filling out the paperwork to have the Endurance be transformed into and installed as a habitation unit near my hab.]

Stars, you poor thing... I really didn't mean for it to come to this... You should never have to feel like that, and I am going to do my very best to make sure you will never have to again. I know you can't really hear me right now, but that's okay... I just really hope you will be.. okay I mean...

I wonder what you're dreaming about sweetling

I... stars I hope you will be okay...

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[Purpurea wait for Isaac to be put in trance before joining Green in the surgery room]

Hello sweet leaf. Lovely to finally make your acquaintance in person.

[Purpurea’s mass falls apart a little as she entwines with the young boom in an affini hug]

I am here, dear. You can let it out.

[wayfarer-isaac]

(Isaac stirs, coming to after going under.) (He mumbles quiet gibberish, his brow tightening slightly as his eyes blink open)

mmm... okay...

(He looks around, his gaze unfocused)

Is it... is it over already?

(His hand brushes over his face, his movements sluggish)

I feel... weird...

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Welcome back, little one! You were such a brave boy for me! Your guide is in the other room helping my next patient get ready, but I can call her back if you want.

Now, let’s go over what we just did, and get you going! I think you have a few new friends to meet.

First, we eliminated all your allergies. We flash cloned and replaced half your teeth, as they were damaged from being uncared for when you were under. We scrubbed out the metals and microplastics in your blood, recalibrated your micronutrients, replaced your gut biome (which will make you crave things your body needs) and gave you a serum to encourage the growth of your muscles back to Terran standard, along with slowly rebuilding your cartilage and tendons that suffered damage in space.

You will need to take this daily for the next week. Miss Venosa or I would be happy to give you your dose. Otherwise, just say who you are to any affini and that you need your meds, and you should be better!

[the serum contains small amounts of class E as well as what it says on the tin, to be increased as needed]

When Miss Venosa gives you your pad, I have made sure it includes the customization app in case you want to change anything about your body, everything is reversible so don’t be shy to experiment!

Any questions about all of this? Miss Venosa also has your file and mnemonic map if you ever need to review your medical history.

[wayfarer-isaac]

Thats… uhm…

(He blinks a few times, still slightly out of it but definitely aware enough to follow everything)

Thats a lot… I didn’t even know half of that was wrong…

(He rubs his jaw, trying to see if he can feel the difference in his teeth.)

… replaced my teeth…

(he looks at the tin)

So… just any of you can give me this serum? How, uh, how does that work?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Well, it is restricted to be administered by any affini with an understanding of Terran physiology, which is to say every affini in protectorate space. Just tell them you need it and they can compile a dose for you and administer it.

Besides, you were unconscious for nearly a century. A feat that killed all your friends, I might add. The amount of reconstruction we got done today is rather surface level, and you were lucky to only need that. I will be needing to see you weekly to monitor for any necrotizing tissue, and to replace the bits that are already starting to fray now that you are back up. And that’s not to mention your therapy needs.

[wayfarer-isaac]

(He nods as he processes what he’s being told)

Yeah… okay…

(He lets out a small breath)

So anyone who knows what they’re doing which is probably… anyone here.

(His gaze lowers to the serum again)

That makes sense…

(He pauses)

I can come in for check ins until I’m all clear…

(He rubs the back of his neck, a bit more uncertain now.)

but, I’m not sure about the whole… therapy thing. Is that… really necessary?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[Mx Oakley smiles warmly]

I am afraid that is rather non negotiable. I know Terran society has historically encouraged stuffing down feelings except anger, but you just had some serious trauma, little one. Unless you get an owner who suppresses it for you, you will need to deal with it. Besides, having a trusted counselor is important for cuties like you.

[wayfarer-isaac]

(He stills a little bit at that, definitely not thrilled)

…right…

(A small breath)

Right, I get it…

(He taps his fingers together, fidgeting)

Pretty traumatic experience waking up after that long, i guess…

I… I’ll do it… just…

(He pauses, choosing his words carefully)

Just let me take it in strides…

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[xe ruffles Isaac’s hair]

You’ll be alright, champ. I know you’re a good boy at heart. Take all the time you need.ill be here for you until i have to get prepped for surgery. After that, if you still need more time, nurse Olive is sure to take good care of you. She seems to have taken a shining to you!

[wayfarer-isaac]

(He grumbles slightly from the ruffling, not pulling away but definitely not used to it.)

Yeah... okay... Thanks....

(He pauses, rubbing the back of his neck, much more grounded now)

I guess I'll just take it slow, then.

(A small hesitation)

But, uhm... I think I'm good for now, though... so...

(He gestures vaguely to the door)

Can I just... walk out? Or...?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[Xe smiles ruefully]

In a way. Do not leave the clinic without your caretaker, but I believe you have some friends waiting for you in the other room. Olive can show you the way if you get lost. Have fun~

((Ooc @julie-venosa-4th-flort @unfunny-trans-girl @funny-trans-girl @dustra-floret if you want to start the party scene from this chain now is the time.))

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

@wayfarer-isaac @dustra-floret

[We arrive at the vet, and are checked in by a rather spacey squirrel girl. Not a Ronan, just a biomodded Terran, high off her ass.]

Hello there cutie! I am here for our adorable new intake’s physical and routine shots. Could you please call Mx Oakley we have arrived? Tell me Isaac, are you afraid of needles?

Uhhhhhhh …. [the squirrel’s tail twitched, and she jumped, remembering it was there, and batting at it]

I see. I will file a notification of uhhh on your behalf shortly. Apologies Isaac, I will inform Mx Oakley myself. Say hi to Isaac sweetheart!

[the squirrel’s eyes focus as much as they can on Isaac and registers the order, with a bit of delay. She grins widely and begins to hammer energetically]

Hiiiiiiiiii!!!! Ur cute, roughy! Posin for a pencil? Dis ur matcha? Oh! I’m Olive! Olive Oakley, flort! Nice to meetcha!

[wayfarer-isaac]

(Isaac jumps slightly at the squirrel’s energetic nature, clearly caught off guard)

Uhm, Hi, Olive

(He waves awkwardly)

(He glances up at Purpurea)

I… I have no idea what she’s saying…

(He admits a little sheepishly.)

And, uhm…

I… don’t really like needles but do i really need… shots?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Of course you do, little one. How else are we going to get all that gunk out of you or cure you of that allergy to Xenra saliva? We can do it when you are under for your intake psychological profile, however, so you do not feel it.

Oooooooooo matcha’s got you all green, sheen!

Ah yes. She was asking if you were wanting to be my pet earlier, but I do not intend to keep you. And now she is teasing you because you are being taken care of, which is not very nice. And she really should try talking in a more independent friendly way, if she expects a response.

[Olive pouts]

Fiiiiiinnneeee. I wanna hug him tho. Has he gotten flort hugs yet? I wanna be the first!!!!

Isn’t she so precious? Mx Oakley should take us in shortly.

((Ooc: last chance to interact with Olive before you go in to the office))

[wayfarer-isaac]

(He stiffens a little)

W-Wait, Under? Like asleep?

(He rubs his shoulder)

I-I don't know how I feel getting put to sleep but... If it needs to be done...

and, yeah... uhm, not a pet.

(He nods a little, more to himself than anyone) (He glances over at Olivia)

I, uhm, I don't think I've had a "flort hug" before.... (He drags the last syllable, hesitating before giving a light shrug) Sure, why not.

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[Olive made a high pitch squeal and gestured for uppies, Purpurea obliging her so she could glomp onto Isaac. She pinned him against the affini while rubbing her cheeks on his chest, her tail twitching.]

I’m adopting this one. He smells fun. Doncha worry ‘bout going under, bestie. They’re just gonna trance ya and see what’s in your noggin’.

[her fur feels weirdly electric, like his skin is tingling pleasantly from the contact as Isaac’s eyes keep getting drawn to the tail for some odd reason.]

((Ooc her fur has a mild class a on it, and her tail can releases class h if she means it to. She isn’t meaning to, but there’s still a lil from the last time she did))

Alright dearie, I think-

Ah! Our new intake. Come in, come in.

[a more masculine leaning affini that looks like a picture book old oak tree motions you in, plucking xis floret out of Purpurea’s arms as she tries to keep a hold of Isaac.]

Eep! Mastress! I was cuddling!

And now you are back at your desk, little acorn. I am expecting another group shortly. Welcome them in, won’t you?

[wayfarer-isaac]

Ack-!

(Isaac yelps at Olive’s energetic hug, but relaxes and even lets out a small hum as the sensations of the class As set in.)

(He notices his eyes drawing towards the swaying tail and quickly shakes his head to snap out of it)

Trance…? Like hypnosis?

(He watches as the more masculine leaning Affini yoinks Olive away.)

And Im guessing thats Mx Oakley?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Right on both counts, little one. Do not worry, we will take care of you.

[recently-uplifted]

[Having left the other cuties with Olive, I proceed to walk to one of the rooms marked for surgery and gently set Theodore down on a table.

I finish sending out the requisition forms to have a sample of my core that was being kept at a laboratory for study sent here and wait, worrying about the cutie laying before me.

One of my vines is wrapped around Theodore's hand, while another few are still massaging the cuties head and I begin filling out the paperwork to have the Endurance be transformed into and installed as a habitation unit near my hab.]

Stars, you poor thing... I really didn't mean for it to come to this... You should never have to feel like that, and I am going to do my very best to make sure you will never have to again. I know you can't really hear me right now, but that's okay... I just really hope you will be.. okay I mean...

I wonder what you're dreaming about sweetling

I... stars I hope you will be okay...

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[Purpurea wait for Isaac to be put in trance before joining Green in the surgery room]

Hello sweet leaf. Lovely to finally make your acquaintance in person.

[Purpurea’s mass falls apart a little as she entwines with the young boom in an affini hug]

I am here, dear. You can let it out.

[recently-uplifted]

[I unravel a little in Purpureas vines]

I hope Theodore will be okay.. I mean I know the cutie will be, just.. I worry

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

I know, sweet leaf. I know. You are but a little shoot, but every affini knows the worry. What if they would be just a little happier with someone else? What if we get unlucky and they are one of the few hundred Terrans to have issues with their implant? What if you are doing something wrong? I was so worried about my florets. I broke down at my little doll’s wardship trial!

But most importantly, we have each other, little shoot. We are affini, and our care is not just for our loving pets.

[Purpurea rub a vine over Green’s core]

You know, during my first bloom, I nearly wilted of anxiety every time I saw a xenosophont. I was so afraid I would cause irreparable damage. My old … well the title does not translate well but my owner helped me settle myself. I know, I know, starting with a floret bloom is a bit unusual, but you learn a lot from the old branches that way. You learn how to bend.

And you learn how best to support your friends.

[core vines bridge the gap, wrapping around Green’s core]

You are a good <<caretaker/sophont/owner>> and you will do wonderfully.

[recently-uplifted]

[I briefly interrupt Purpurea before she can finish talking]

I ... I want to make sure Theodore will never have to be alone again, never have to feel like self-immolation is the only way forward, never have to feel unsafe again

I'm certain that Theodore will ask to be mine at some point... And I had all these plans and...

Well they changed now. They had to

I still want to give Theodore that opportunity, but I worry if... If mostly keeping the cutie at independent sober levels while in the faux wardship is...

If it'd be irresponsible for me to do so. If doing that would only hurt the cutie more, if...

What if something happens to Theodore? What if...

I... I am so worried

...

[As Purpurea is able to talk again, finishing what she had to say, my core thrums in appreciation and thanks at those last words, calling me 'a good <<caretaker/sophont/owner>>' and I unravel a little more]

stars you give good hugs

i... i really needed this

<thank you>

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

There is a strong urge to fret in all Affini, but all I have seen of you makes me believe you’ve got this. You are a good Affini, and you deserve affirmation dear. I still have some durataxin I made with my [title untranslatable due to lack of cultural context] back in andromeda if you would like to share some with me once this is over~

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

@wayfarer-isaac @dustra-floret

[We arrive at the vet, and are checked in by a rather spacey squirrel girl. Not a Ronan, just a biomodded Terran, high off her ass.]

Hello there cutie! I am here for our adorable new intake’s physical and routine shots. Could you please call Mx Oakley we have arrived? Tell me Isaac, are you afraid of needles?

Uhhhhhhh …. [the squirrel’s tail twitched, and she jumped, remembering it was there, and batting at it]

I see. I will file a notification of uhhh on your behalf shortly. Apologies Isaac, I will inform Mx Oakley myself. Say hi to Isaac sweetheart!

[the squirrel’s eyes focus as much as they can on Isaac and registers the order, with a bit of delay. She grins widely and begins to hammer energetically]

Hiiiiiiiiii!!!! Ur cute, roughy! Posin for a pencil? Dis ur matcha? Oh! I’m Olive! Olive Oakley, flort! Nice to meetcha!

[wayfarer-isaac]

(Isaac jumps slightly at the squirrel’s energetic nature, clearly caught off guard)

Uhm, Hi, Olive

(He waves awkwardly)

(He glances up at Purpurea)

I… I have no idea what she’s saying…

(He admits a little sheepishly.)

And, uhm…

I… don’t really like needles but do i really need… shots?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Of course you do, little one. How else are we going to get all that gunk out of you or cure you of that allergy to Xenra saliva? We can do it when you are under for your intake psychological profile, however, so you do not feel it.

Oooooooooo matcha’s got you all green, sheen!

Ah yes. She was asking if you were wanting to be my pet earlier, but I do not intend to keep you. And now she is teasing you because you are being taken care of, which is not very nice. And she really should try talking in a more independent friendly way, if she expects a response.

[Olive pouts]

Fiiiiiinnneeee. I wanna hug him tho. Has he gotten flort hugs yet? I wanna be the first!!!!

Isn’t she so precious? Mx Oakley should take us in shortly.

((Ooc: last chance to interact with Olive before you go in to the office))

[wayfarer-isaac]

(He stiffens a little)

W-Wait, Under? Like asleep?

(He rubs his shoulder)

I-I don't know how I feel getting put to sleep but... If it needs to be done...

and, yeah... uhm, not a pet.

(He nods a little, more to himself than anyone) (He glances over at Olivia)

I, uhm, I don't think I've had a "flort hug" before.... (He drags the last syllable, hesitating before giving a light shrug) Sure, why not.

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[Olive made a high pitch squeal and gestured for uppies, Purpurea obliging her so she could glomp onto Isaac. She pinned him against the affini while rubbing her cheeks on his chest, her tail twitching.]

I’m adopting this one. He smells fun. Doncha worry ‘bout going under, bestie. They’re just gonna trance ya and see what’s in your noggin’.

[her fur feels weirdly electric, like his skin is tingling pleasantly from the contact as Isaac’s eyes keep getting drawn to the tail for some odd reason.]

((Ooc her fur has a mild class a on it, and her tail can releases class h if she means it to. She isn’t meaning to, but there’s still a lil from the last time she did))

Alright dearie, I think-

Ah! Our new intake. Come in, come in.

[a more masculine leaning affini that looks like a picture book old oak tree motions you in, plucking xis floret out of Purpurea’s arms as she tries to keep a hold of Isaac.]

Eep! Mastress! I was cuddling!

And now you are back at your desk, little acorn. I am expecting another group shortly. Welcome them in, won’t you?

[wayfarer-isaac]

Ack-!

(Isaac yelps at Olive’s energetic hug, but relaxes and even lets out a small hum as the sensations of the class As set in.)

(He notices his eyes drawing towards the swaying tail and quickly shakes his head to snap out of it)

Trance…? Like hypnosis?

(He watches as the more masculine leaning Affini yoinks Olive away.)

And Im guessing thats Mx Oakley?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Right on both counts, little one. Do not worry, we will take care of you.

[recently-uplifted]

[Having left the other cuties with Olive, I proceed to walk to one of the rooms marked for surgery and gently set Theodore down on a table.

I finish sending out the requisition forms to have a sample of my core that was being kept at a laboratory for study sent here and wait, worrying about the cutie laying before me.

One of my vines is wrapped around Theodore's hand, while another few are still massaging the cuties head and I begin filling out the paperwork to have the Endurance be transformed into and installed as a habitation unit near my hab.]

Stars, you poor thing... I really didn't mean for it to come to this... You should never have to feel like that, and I am going to do my very best to make sure you will never have to again. I know you can't really hear me right now, but that's okay... I just really hope you will be.. okay I mean...

I wonder what you're dreaming about sweetling

I... stars I hope you will be okay...

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[Purpurea wait for Isaac to be put in trance before joining Green in the surgery room]

Hello sweet leaf. Lovely to finally make your acquaintance in person.

[Purpurea’s mass falls apart a little as she entwines with the young boom in an affini hug]

I am here, dear. You can let it out.

[wayfarer-isaac]

(Isaac stirs, coming to after going under.) (He mumbles quiet gibberish, his brow tightening slightly as his eyes blink open)

mmm... okay...

(He looks around, his gaze unfocused)

Is it... is it over already?

(His hand brushes over his face, his movements sluggish)

I feel... weird...

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Welcome back, little one! You were such a brave boy for me! Your guide is in the other room helping my next patient get ready, but I can call her back if you want.

Now, let’s go over what we just did, and get you going! I think you have a few new friends to meet.

First, we eliminated all your allergies. We flash cloned and replaced half your teeth, as they were damaged from being uncared for when you were under. We scrubbed out the metals and microplastics in your blood, recalibrated your micronutrients, replaced your gut biome (which will make you crave things your body needs) and gave you a serum to encourage the growth of your muscles back to Terran standard, along with slowly rebuilding your cartilage and tendons that suffered damage in space.

You will need to take this daily for the next week. Miss Venosa or I would be happy to give you your dose. Otherwise, just say who you are to any affini and that you need your meds, and you should be better!

[the serum contains small amounts of class E as well as what it says on the tin, to be increased as needed]

When Miss Venosa gives you your pad, I have made sure it includes the customization app in case you want to change anything about your body, everything is reversible so don’t be shy to experiment!

Any questions about all of this? Miss Venosa also has your file and mnemonic map if you ever need to review your medical history.

[wayfarer-isaac]

Thats… uhm…

(He blinks a few times, still slightly out of it but definitely aware enough to follow everything)

Thats a lot… I didn’t even know half of that was wrong…

(He rubs his jaw, trying to see if he can feel the difference in his teeth.)

… replaced my teeth…

(he looks at the tin)

So… just any of you can give me this serum? How, uh, how does that work?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Well, it is restricted to be administered by any affini with an understanding of Terran physiology, which is to say every affini in protectorate space. Just tell them you need it and they can compile a dose for you and administer it.

Besides, you were unconscious for nearly a century. A feat that killed all your friends, I might add. The amount of reconstruction we got done today is rather surface level, and you were lucky to only need that. I will be needing to see you weekly to monitor for any necrotizing tissue, and to replace the bits that are already starting to fray now that you are back up. And that’s not to mention your therapy needs.

[wayfarer-isaac]

(He nods as he processes what he’s being told)

Yeah… okay…

(He lets out a small breath)

So anyone who knows what they’re doing which is probably… anyone here.

(His gaze lowers to the serum again)

That makes sense…

(He pauses)

I can come in for check ins until I’m all clear…

(He rubs the back of his neck, a bit more uncertain now.)

but, I’m not sure about the whole… therapy thing. Is that… really necessary?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[Mx Oakley smiles warmly]

I am afraid that is rather non negotiable. I know Terran society has historically encouraged stuffing down feelings except anger, but you just had some serious trauma, little one. Unless you get an owner who suppresses it for you, you will need to deal with it. Besides, having a trusted counselor is important for cuties like you.

[wayfarer-isaac]

(He stills a little bit at that, definitely not thrilled)

…right…

(A small breath)

Right, I get it…

(He taps his fingers together, fidgeting)

Pretty traumatic experience waking up after that long, i guess…

I… I’ll do it… just…

(He pauses, choosing his words carefully)

Just let me take it in strides…

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[xe ruffles Isaac’s hair]

You’ll be alright, champ. I know you’re a good boy at heart. Take all the time you need.ill be here for you until i have to get prepped for surgery. After that, if you still need more time, nurse Olive is sure to take good care of you. She seems to have taken a shining to you!

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

@wayfarer-isaac @dustra-floret

[We arrive at the vet, and are checked in by a rather spacey squirrel girl. Not a Ronan, just a biomodded Terran, high off her ass.]

Hello there cutie! I am here for our adorable new intake’s physical and routine shots. Could you please call Mx Oakley we have arrived? Tell me Isaac, are you afraid of needles?

Uhhhhhhh …. [the squirrel’s tail twitched, and she jumped, remembering it was there, and batting at it]

I see. I will file a notification of uhhh on your behalf shortly. Apologies Isaac, I will inform Mx Oakley myself. Say hi to Isaac sweetheart!

[the squirrel’s eyes focus as much as they can on Isaac and registers the order, with a bit of delay. She grins widely and begins to hammer energetically]

Hiiiiiiiiii!!!! Ur cute, roughy! Posin for a pencil? Dis ur matcha? Oh! I’m Olive! Olive Oakley, flort! Nice to meetcha!

[wayfarer-isaac]

(Isaac jumps slightly at the squirrel’s energetic nature, clearly caught off guard)

Uhm, Hi, Olive

(He waves awkwardly)

(He glances up at Purpurea)

I… I have no idea what she’s saying…

(He admits a little sheepishly.)

And, uhm…

I… don’t really like needles but do i really need… shots?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Of course you do, little one. How else are we going to get all that gunk out of you or cure you of that allergy to Xenra saliva? We can do it when you are under for your intake psychological profile, however, so you do not feel it.

Oooooooooo matcha’s got you all green, sheen!

Ah yes. She was asking if you were wanting to be my pet earlier, but I do not intend to keep you. And now she is teasing you because you are being taken care of, which is not very nice. And she really should try talking in a more independent friendly way, if she expects a response.

[Olive pouts]

Fiiiiiinnneeee. I wanna hug him tho. Has he gotten flort hugs yet? I wanna be the first!!!!

Isn’t she so precious? Mx Oakley should take us in shortly.

((Ooc: last chance to interact with Olive before you go in to the office))

[wayfarer-isaac]

(He stiffens a little)

W-Wait, Under? Like asleep?

(He rubs his shoulder)

I-I don't know how I feel getting put to sleep but... If it needs to be done...

and, yeah... uhm, not a pet.

(He nods a little, more to himself than anyone) (He glances over at Olivia)

I, uhm, I don't think I've had a "flort hug" before.... (He drags the last syllable, hesitating before giving a light shrug) Sure, why not.

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[Olive made a high pitch squeal and gestured for uppies, Purpurea obliging her so she could glomp onto Isaac. She pinned him against the affini while rubbing her cheeks on his chest, her tail twitching.]

I’m adopting this one. He smells fun. Doncha worry ‘bout going under, bestie. They’re just gonna trance ya and see what’s in your noggin’.

[her fur feels weirdly electric, like his skin is tingling pleasantly from the contact as Isaac’s eyes keep getting drawn to the tail for some odd reason.]

((Ooc her fur has a mild class a on it, and her tail can releases class h if she means it to. She isn’t meaning to, but there’s still a lil from the last time she did))

Alright dearie, I think-

Ah! Our new intake. Come in, come in.

[a more masculine leaning affini that looks like a picture book old oak tree motions you in, plucking xis floret out of Purpurea’s arms as she tries to keep a hold of Isaac.]

Eep! Mastress! I was cuddling!

And now you are back at your desk, little acorn. I am expecting another group shortly. Welcome them in, won’t you?

[wayfarer-isaac]

Ack-!

(Isaac yelps at Olive’s energetic hug, but relaxes and even lets out a small hum as the sensations of the class As set in.)

(He notices his eyes drawing towards the swaying tail and quickly shakes his head to snap out of it)

Trance…? Like hypnosis?

(He watches as the more masculine leaning Affini yoinks Olive away.)

And Im guessing thats Mx Oakley?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Right on both counts, little one. Do not worry, we will take care of you.

[recently-uplifted]

[Having left the other cuties with Olive, I proceed to walk to one of the rooms marked for surgery and gently set Theodore down on a table.

I finish sending out the requisition forms to have a sample of my core that was being kept at a laboratory for study sent here and wait, worrying about the cutie laying before me.

One of my vines is wrapped around Theodore's hand, while another few are still massaging the cuties head and I begin filling out the paperwork to have the Endurance be transformed into and installed as a habitation unit near my hab.]

Stars, you poor thing... I really didn't mean for it to come to this... You should never have to feel like that, and I am going to do my very best to make sure you will never have to again. I know you can't really hear me right now, but that's okay... I just really hope you will be.. okay I mean...

I wonder what you're dreaming about sweetling

I... stars I hope you will be okay...

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[Purpurea wait for Isaac to be put in trance before joining Green in the surgery room]

Hello sweet leaf. Lovely to finally make your acquaintance in person.

[Purpurea’s mass falls apart a little as she entwines with the young boom in an affini hug]

I am here, dear. You can let it out.

[wayfarer-isaac]

(Isaac stirs, coming to after going under.) (He mumbles quiet gibberish, his brow tightening slightly as his eyes blink open)

mmm... okay...

(He looks around, his gaze unfocused)

Is it... is it over already?

(His hand brushes over his face, his movements sluggish)

I feel... weird...

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Welcome back, little one! You were such a brave boy for me! Your guide is in the other room helping my next patient get ready, but I can call her back if you want.

Now, let’s go over what we just did, and get you going! I think you have a few new friends to meet.

First, we eliminated all your allergies. We flash cloned and replaced half your teeth, as they were damaged from being uncared for when you were under. We scrubbed out the metals and microplastics in your blood, recalibrated your micronutrients, replaced your gut biome (which will make you crave things your body needs) and gave you a serum to encourage the growth of your muscles back to Terran standard, along with slowly rebuilding your cartilage and tendons that suffered damage in space.

You will need to take this daily for the next week. Miss Venosa or I would be happy to give you your dose. Otherwise, just say who you are to any affini and that you need your meds, and you should be better!

[the serum contains small amounts of class E as well as what it says on the tin, to be increased as needed]

When Miss Venosa gives you your pad, I have made sure it includes the customization app in case you want to change anything about your body, everything is reversible so don’t be shy to experiment!

Any questions about all of this? Miss Venosa also has your file and mnemonic map if you ever need to review your medical history.

[wayfarer-isaac]

Thats… uhm…

(He blinks a few times, still slightly out of it but definitely aware enough to follow everything)

Thats a lot… I didn’t even know half of that was wrong…

(He rubs his jaw, trying to see if he can feel the difference in his teeth.)

… replaced my teeth…

(he looks at the tin)

So… just any of you can give me this serum? How, uh, how does that work?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Well, it is restricted to be administered by any affini with an understanding of Terran physiology, which is to say every affini in protectorate space. Just tell them you need it and they can compile a dose for you and administer it.

Besides, you were unconscious for nearly a century. A feat that killed all your friends, I might add. The amount of reconstruction we got done today is rather surface level, and you were lucky to only need that. I will be needing to see you weekly to monitor for any necrotizing tissue, and to replace the bits that are already starting to fray now that you are back up. And that’s not to mention your therapy needs.

[wayfarer-isaac]

(He nods as he processes what he’s being told)

Yeah… okay…

(He lets out a small breath)

So anyone who knows what they’re doing which is probably… anyone here.

(His gaze lowers to the serum again)

That makes sense…

(He pauses)

I can come in for check ins until I’m all clear…

(He rubs the back of his neck, a bit more uncertain now.)

but, I’m not sure about the whole… therapy thing. Is that… really necessary?

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

[Mx Oakley smiles warmly]

I am afraid that is rather non negotiable. I know Terran society has historically encouraged stuffing down feelings except anger, but you just had some serious trauma, little one. Unless you get an owner who suppresses it for you, you will need to deal with it. Besides, having a trusted counselor is important for cuties like you.

[aurum-dawn-second-floret]

😭 why is the default always a needle? theyre scary and ouchie :c

[theodore-gray-ward]

I think it’s the most efficient way to deploy xenodrugs and in large amounts. Most other methods require the target sophont to do something, inhale, swallow, ect.

[aurum-dawn-second-floret]

couldnt they just make me hold my breath until i gasp and inhale all of it?

[theodore-gray-ward]

Better than that, if they wanted to they could coat their vines in xenodrug laced sap and rub it into your hair, skin, whatever.

[aurum-dawn-second-floret]

that would actually be pretty great >~<

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

A valid option, yes, but I rather enjoy the physical sensation of feeling my xenodrugs receptors empty into the Terran bloodstream

[aurum-dawn-second-floret]

but needles are really scary and make me freak out and wanna cry ;-;

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

It’s alright, little one~ I keep plenty of contact xenodrugs in my pitcher~

[aurum-dawn-second-floret]

oh good >< those are much better.... wait pitcher? thatd be like a zenodrug bath @-@

[purple-pitcher-perfect]

Exactly ~