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Re-Entry 09: Video/Spam
((Backdated a couple of days to take place after this.))
[Lab and Engine Room Filters]
[Felix, probably unsurprisingly, hasn't let the incident in the CES deter him much. He's still been at work on time every day, seemingly perfectly composed, as ready as ever to keep the ship running and prepare for the port. The only difference at all is that he doesn't go to the CES anymore.
Today, though, he looks rather distracted.]
I'm sorry for the short notice, but I need the day off today. I can tell you why tomorrow.
[Or show them, he hopes.
He hesitates, then switches to--]
[Private to Barbara]
Did you know there was a healer on board?
[Open Spam]
[The process takes a while, and it hurts more than he expected it would... but then, how do you anticipate something like this? For everything he's seen on the Barge, wonders and horrors alike, and even after seeing Charles healed, he'd never even imagined this would be possible until Merlin mentioned it only a few hours ago. He hasn't even really come to grips with the idea before it's happening, before this beneficent stranger's blood is moving into his veins, and suddenly his right leg feels like it's on fire, and--
--then it's now, and he's walking on two legs for the first time in a year. Slowly, carefully. He's not used to it anymore. He's gotten accustomed to the limp. This feels too light and too heavy at the same time -- more volume, less weight -- and the skin, he has skin again, feels too raw, and nothing feels quite as right as he thought it would. But his ankle bends where it's supposed to, and he can feel it when it does. He can walk. He can run, at least once he gets used to it again.
He ends up literally walking the entirety of the Barge, up one deck and down the next. By the time he gets to Level Eight, it's finally sunk in and he's jogging, just because he can.]
[Friends filter -- if you think you're on it, etc.]
[After that, he's kind of exhausted, but in a good way. He's flushed, smiling, bright-eyed like he hasn't been since the flood where he wasn't even himself.]
Hey. Something happened.
[Lab and Engine Room Filters]
[Felix, probably unsurprisingly, hasn't let the incident in the CES deter him much. He's still been at work on time every day, seemingly perfectly composed, as ready as ever to keep the ship running and prepare for the port. The only difference at all is that he doesn't go to the CES anymore.
Today, though, he looks rather distracted.]
I'm sorry for the short notice, but I need the day off today. I can tell you why tomorrow.
[Or show them, he hopes.
He hesitates, then switches to--]
[Private to Barbara]
Did you know there was a healer on board?
[Open Spam]
[The process takes a while, and it hurts more than he expected it would... but then, how do you anticipate something like this? For everything he's seen on the Barge, wonders and horrors alike, and even after seeing Charles healed, he'd never even imagined this would be possible until Merlin mentioned it only a few hours ago. He hasn't even really come to grips with the idea before it's happening, before this beneficent stranger's blood is moving into his veins, and suddenly his right leg feels like it's on fire, and--
--then it's now, and he's walking on two legs for the first time in a year. Slowly, carefully. He's not used to it anymore. He's gotten accustomed to the limp. This feels too light and too heavy at the same time -- more volume, less weight -- and the skin, he has skin again, feels too raw, and nothing feels quite as right as he thought it would. But his ankle bends where it's supposed to, and he can feel it when it does. He can walk. He can run, at least once he gets used to it again.
He ends up literally walking the entirety of the Barge, up one deck and down the next. By the time he gets to Level Eight, it's finally sunk in and he's jogging, just because he can.]
[Friends filter -- if you think you're on it, etc.]
[After that, he's kind of exhausted, but in a good way. He's flushed, smiling, bright-eyed like he hasn't been since the flood where he wasn't even himself.]
Hey. Something happened.
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The point is, there is someone on board with the same abilities. A human. A mutant, like Charles, but a human.
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Are you listening? They fixed me.
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Fixed you how?
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Like a starfish?
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[ She's grinning. ]
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Really.
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Look, I appreciate it, but I've been fine. Frak-- more than fine, now. And if something does happen, I can even make it without being airlifted out like a frakking child, next time.
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Anyway, I went to visit him. He didn't know who was the target of the dogs. He asked me to make sure someone didn't make a second attempt on you.
I made sure.
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