shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

Spoiler: commcomm

[Venture to Scanner]: still
[Venture to Scanner]: thanks
[Venture to Scanner]: lemme know iff there's anything I can do for ya

....sorry doc. [The wing on the non-paralyzed side droops, but he otherwise stays still and doesn't seem terribly bothered by Triage flaying him. Medics doing medic things is totally normal. Even if he... could have avoided the fight entirely, because dream. Dammit.]

 

-he isn't moved-
I got more plating than you an' I been in a lot more fights. Y'ain't gonna move me, darlin'.

 

You only win when the other person can't move no more or is dead!

 

Not your fault. Should have kept better hold of her.

[Congrats Venture, now you're missing most of your skin plating from that side! On the bright side, Triage has already begun sealing and rewiring sections, leaving most of the dead wire to be cut off by Sawbones once he's moved onto the next section. Thankfully, it doesn't look like Lacuna really managed to get at his internals.]

Nurse Sawbones, once dead weight is out of the way, would appreciate false plating and nanowraps to bind side.

 

Then ain't no one winnin' nothin' onboard. Learn t' live with it.

 

He said I didn't have nothing to be hurt over!

 

An' that was wrong. But what you said before weren't so nice, either, an' goin' after him like that was definitely wrong.

 

....wasn't apologising for the fight but I probably should so. Okay. It's whatever.

...aw pits Clips is gonna throw such a fit. [Like Venture didn't just do exactly that.] Think a fistfight counts as scarring innocent bystanders? [Distracting the medic with inane conversation probably isn't the best idea, but hey, Triage was-- is?-- a battlefield medic, he's probably dealt with worse than a chatty bird.]

 

I were showing him what I've got to be hurt over!

 

It don't work like that. All you did is give him one more thing t' be hurt over. Use your words, use a mediator, or walk away.

 

Gotcha. -another use for energy knives on claws, slicing dead wires like a dream. She goes ahead and cover finished sections with false plating, then makes nanowrap appear-

 

I-

...sorry.

 

I 'preciate it, but I ain't the only one y'should be sayin' that to. You ready to go back out, or y'need another minute?

 

Let's just go.

-She hesitates, then grabs one of his hands, going on her tiptoes.-

 

-squeezes her hand, then opens the door-

 

Uuuugh.

I'm sorry, Venture.

 

Possibly. If bystanders are sparklings, likely; otherwise it is another Earth Tuesday. [He pauses and then uses his driest, most robotic monotone.] That was a joke. Ha. Ha.

[The rest of the wiring is easy enough to patch up, especially since he can dream up replacment wires to mesh in where needed. Once Venture is properly wired again, he focuses on resettling his medport and then setting a timer on the reboot period for his pain sensors.]

You will be able to move in five minutes. Give it one hour, and your pain sensors should turn on again. Would advise against movement if possible until then.

Thank you, Nurse Sawbones. If you could paint him with primer, would be appreciated.

 

Spoiler: commmssssssss

[Scanner to Venture]: I'd say "frag me hard" but I've been mean enough to you today. Maybe tell me where the frag I can get sodium tablets or boosters 'round the ship?

 

[He nods along to the medical advice, fans slowly spinning down.] Stay sat for an hour and try not to smooch the lovely nurse while she does my paint got it.

[He side-eyes Lacuna as she returns.] For trying to disembowel me or for implying my trinemates should just get over their trauma?

 

Th´Doc doesn´t have a sense of humor y´ know, it´s tragic. -Sawbones manages to actually sound serious saying this while she paints on the primer. If Venture wants to talk, she can do banter- Yer trinemate do yer paint? I don´t got much time fer stuff like that usually.

-gently bats a shoulder- Who said you deserve kisses anyway huh? Better be good if ya want any.