Doll is laying on a cot connected to a pain med line. It's causing her to feel loopy and relaxed at the same time. Her optics are half lidded and tired, with small stress lines around the bottom. There is a small triangle emoticon with a exclamation mark in the middle flashing in the upper left hand side of her visor. Tessa is standing just next to the cot with N, Uzi, Ziggy, and Thad on the opposite side of the cot. Thad looks...embarrassed, with his head down and one hand pinching at his brow
Tessa: "she's...ruptured her compactor"
N: "WHAT!?"
Uzi: "no fucking way..."
Tessa: "guys....how the bloody hell does she manage this? do you even know how much a regular drones compactor holds!? let alone a compactor of a mega fauna drone species!? what was she doing!?"
Thad: "....she was...trying to outdrink a dissembly drone...."
Ziggy: "she uhhh....she wanted to prove she was so much better than a dissembly drone, so much better in fact that she could drink more than one
Tessa: "....Dolldrum....you have GOT to be kidding me!"
Doll just lays there staring up at the ceiling for a few seconds before a slow grin spreads across her face followed by a low but cute giggle
Doll: "ŠÆ, блŃŃŃ, побеГил!" ("I fucking won though")
Thad: "yea because you f-....Tessa...i'm just-...is she gonna be ok?"
He lets out a long tired sigh at the end
Tessa: "yea she'll be fine. She's just a bit of an competitive idiot sometimes"













