They've both got training and the Medical rover is swamped. There were a lot of people, and on the best days Arbuckal and Anders are operating on three-point-five seconds of sleep.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
I got stabilized. All Medical would have had time for was glancing at me, confirming I'm stabilized, and sending me on my way. And I don't need extra walking.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
I'm glad you found him. I didn't think he was going to go to Medical either.
[There's a delay before he answers. He knows the network is monitored, and he doesn't want to show weakness on it. He doesn't want anyone feeling gratified or smug because he's angry. Wounded, feeling backed into a corner, in pain. They did this to Tali. They did this to Noh-Varr, to Tsuna, to Terra, they did this to some of his Leapfrogs.
They'll pay.
But not today. Today, he'll offer comfort even at the cost of some of his shielding.]
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
Because some of your friends are hurt and hurting. It's the cost of friendship, sometimes. Empathy. Caring.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
It's the mark of a good friend, Vriska. Or internal bleeding, apparently.
[Because he needs to put a little joke in there, needs it more than he can say.]
[ Vriska, on the other hand, is doing this deliberately. She knows Ghost reads the network. She knows most everything gets back to Mothership. And she does want them to know she's in pain. That they're all in pain. Because this was wrong. Wrong and unfair. The instructors probably already know that. Passive aggressively rubbing it in their faces won't get her absolutely anywhere. And she just doesn't care. ]
FROM: serket.vriska@cdc.org
Pff.
FROM: serket.vriska@cdc.org
I think you're right. It's definitely internal 8leeding. I will have to get that checked out.
Hahahaha. Oh man, how can I ignore a recommend8tion from a 8ona fide doctor? I guess I will have to come over so you can make sure I'm not dying. ::::P
FROM: serket.vriska@cdc.org
You'd 8etter 8e there right now, 8ecause I might 8e critical!
Wait, are you telling me there's a time when you're not critical?
[It's the first joke he's made and felt all day. Sure, he's cracked a few, but they've been exhausted attempts at normality. It feels very good to tease.]
[ She'd needle for hours if it'd help him feel a little better. ]
FROM: serket.vriska@cdc.org
Cute. Hilarious, even! Fuck, I think I just 8roke another ri8 from laughing so hard. Now I'm going to need even more medical attention! Talk a8out careless.
FROM: serket.vriska@cdc.org
Now it's your responsi8ility to ensure I recover completely! So I will see you soon.
[ An excuse for company? Never. But the conversation is making her feel a little better, too. It'll be nice to see him. ]
Damn, ribs are bad. I don't know how to fix ribs. Except the kind you cook, those I can fix.
[The teasing had gone over well, too. It's a weight off his shoulders to have this in this moment.]
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
I'll find a way to apologize to you for breaking you. And then I'll find a way to apologize to Kyouya. Already have an idea for apologizing to Noh-Varr.
[ The texts make her smile - and the comment about Noh makes her shake her head - but she holds off on replying for when she sees him, instead. It takes her a little longer than it might usually, because he isn't the only person she's texting, and she's also very tired. But she makes it there eventually, knocking on the door. Her hair is still bound back in a ponytail - she never took it back down after dealing with Hibari - but her face and her hands are clean of tears and blood. ]
So what's the verdict? [ The medical verdict, she means, once he opens the door to see her. ]
[ He's upright, and he's managing to joke around with her. His efforts get a friendly nudge as she nods and takes his invitation to come in. ]
Phew! That's a relief. It would really suck to double die! Especially in such a dumb and undignified way. Anyway, who needs chairs when you're a ghost? Seriously, Garrus, it's like you don't even remember who you're talking to.
[ But with a sigh she gives him a little smile that's genuine. ]
Stupid question, probably, but how are you holding up now?
[Stiffly he manages to close the door behind her, shaking his head as he moves to take a seat of his own.]
Died once and I still need a chair, so who am I to judge what dead people need? And I'm... I'm alive, Vriska.
[He wishes there was better he could say. They hurt him, but worse, they hurt people he cared about and it's not something he can let go of. Garrus glances down.]
And what about the people who aren't so good at fighting? The ones who were working and trying, and they aren't ready to carry this? I'm fighting. I'll keep fighting. But this was sloppy. This was a mess.
[And he's angry. Hurting and angry. A part of him wonders how she seems so calm when they've hurt people close to her - Noh-Varr and Kyouya.]
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I'm sorry about earlier.
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Don't 8e. I'm sorry I yelled at you. You didn't deserve it.
FROM: serket.vriska@cdc.org
Are you ok?
[ It should say something for how beat down she herself feels that her reaction is so subdued. ]
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I'm not. But my body will heal.
[He's not... so sure about the rest. And he's not sure she's okay, not with how the response comes across.]
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
And I'm alive. That's what matters, right? Are you ok?
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I'm fine, Garrus. I'm doing 8etter than a lot of people I know.
FROM: serket.vriska@cdc.org
Are you still over at medical?
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I didn't go to Medical. Jean and Ino found me, helped out, and now I'm at my rover.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
Apparently it's hard to avoid people when your cuff has a locator on it.
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Oh my god. I was hoping someone would have dragged your stu88orn ass over there.
FROM: serket.vriska@cdc.org
I take 8ack those nice things I said. Fuck you for doing what you did! Ugh.
FROM: serket.vriska@cdc.org
And yeah, no fucking kidding. How do you think I found Kyoya?
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They've both got training and the Medical rover is swamped. There were a lot of people, and on the best days Arbuckal and Anders are operating on three-point-five seconds of sleep.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
I got stabilized. All Medical would have had time for was glancing at me, confirming I'm stabilized, and sending me on my way. And I don't need extra walking.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
I'm glad you found him. I didn't think he was going to go to Medical either.
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I'm a little surprised Jean even left medical to come find you. Thirty seven fucking people!
FROM: serket.vriska@cdc.org
8ut fine, fine. Whatever. I get your point.
FROM: serket.vriska@cdc.org
He wasn't. He'd hidden himself away somewhere and his cuff was already off 8y the time I found him.
FROM: serket.vriska@cdc.org
I had to carry him there myself.
FROM: serket.vriska@cdc.org
He's fine, 8y the way, in case you haven't heard from him.
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They went looking for me before the rush.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
I hadn't yet. I was gonna start checking. Lot of people down. Lot of names on that list.
[Plenty he doesn't understand, and he has no instructor to ask about it.]
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I know.
FROM: serket.vriska@cdc.org
I feel so tired and I'm not even sure why. ::::/
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They'll pay.
But not today. Today, he'll offer comfort even at the cost of some of his shielding.]
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
Because some of your friends are hurt and hurting. It's the cost of friendship, sometimes. Empathy. Caring.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
It's the mark of a good friend, Vriska. Or internal bleeding, apparently.
[Because he needs to put a little joke in there, needs it more than he can say.]
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FROM: serket.vriska@cdc.org
Pff.
FROM: serket.vriska@cdc.org
I think you're right. It's definitely internal 8leeding. I will have to get that checked out.
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I'd recommend the medical stylings of Kirstein and Yamanaka. They seem to know what they're doing when it comes to that.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
Or I can check. Henge taught me how. If you swing by my rover I'll make sure you're not about to bleed out.
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Hahahaha. Oh man, how can I ignore a recommend8tion from a 8ona fide doctor? I guess I will have to come over so you can make sure I'm not dying. ::::P
FROM: serket.vriska@cdc.org
You'd 8etter 8e there right now, 8ecause I might 8e critical!
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Wait, are you telling me there's a time when you're not critical?
[It's the first joke he's made and felt all day. Sure, he's cracked a few, but they've been exhausted attempts at normality. It feels very good to tease.]
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
I'm here, Vriska.
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FROM: serket.vriska@cdc.org
Cute. Hilarious, even! Fuck, I think I just 8roke another ri8 from laughing so hard. Now I'm going to need even more medical attention! Talk a8out careless.
FROM: serket.vriska@cdc.org
Now it's your responsi8ility to ensure I recover completely! So I will see you soon.
[ An excuse for company? Never. But the conversation is making her feel a little better, too. It'll be nice to see him. ]
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Damn, ribs are bad. I don't know how to fix ribs. Except the kind you cook, those I can fix.
[The teasing had gone over well, too. It's a weight off his shoulders to have this in this moment.]
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
I'll find a way to apologize to you for breaking you. And then I'll find a way to apologize to Kyouya. Already have an idea for apologizing to Noh-Varr.
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So what's the verdict? [ The medical verdict, she means, once he opens the door to see her. ]
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Mm. I think you're not in critical shape. You might just make it, Serket.
[Garrus' voice is hoarse and his subharmonics are ragged, but at least he's upright.]
Coming in? We've got... chairs. It's about all I can offer.
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Phew! That's a relief. It would really suck to double die! Especially in such a dumb and undignified way. Anyway, who needs chairs when you're a ghost? Seriously, Garrus, it's like you don't even remember who you're talking to.
[ But with a sigh she gives him a little smile that's genuine. ]
Stupid question, probably, but how are you holding up now?
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Died once and I still need a chair, so who am I to judge what dead people need? And I'm... I'm alive, Vriska.
[He wishes there was better he could say. They hurt him, but worse, they hurt people he cared about and it's not something he can let go of. Garrus glances down.]
Not double-dead yet. It's something.
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You've alive, [ she agrees, suddenly and uncharacteristically serious. ]
All you can do is fight, Garrus. You're pretty good at that.
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And what about the people who aren't so good at fighting? The ones who were working and trying, and they aren't ready to carry this? I'm fighting. I'll keep fighting. But this was sloppy. This was a mess.
[And he's angry. Hurting and angry. A part of him wonders how she seems so calm when they've hurt people close to her - Noh-Varr and Kyouya.]
And the lack of explanation is varrenshit.