001 - audio - spider in the roses

[biotictouch]

[ You heard it here first, folks. If you're listening, there's a rather angry sounding banshee woman who's had about enough of this place, and would've liked to go home hours ago. But here she is, with a bit of a sniffle behind her thick accent. ]

Well, this is just grand. If there's anyone in this wretched place that'd like to talk about bartering some lab equipment, I'd be in your service.

And, I'd also offer services to someone who can get this hay out of my backyard. It simply cannot stay, no matter what.

[ There's a sneeze somewhere in the background. ]

Services rendered depends on what you'd need. I specialize in medicine, but it's not likely what you're thinking.

Good day.

[ Another sneeze. There's probably a red faced, living in a tissue Moira behind that audio somewhere. God someone please come get rid of it for her. She can't go near it. Some things genetic editing can't seem to fix. ]

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[angelology]

[ ... a Talon operative. Oh boy. Not only that, it was Moira-- once colleagues, now healers on different sides of the war. There were fond memories, once there. Now, in this strange universe, away from her work, all Mercy can think of are the bitter ones.

The day Moira turned cloak. Nonetheless, she puts on a passive aggressive smile. ]

Do you need a doctor, Miss O'deorain?

[biotictouch]

[ Just imagine, Moira sitting at her new sad excuse for a dining room table, writing herself a list between sneezes, because that's exactly what she's doing.

A little cup of coffee, what she's managed to get her hands on between arriving and now.

So now, imagine her blood running slightly colder, hearing Angela on the other side of her feed. Her pen goes down, and she can't help but smirk behind her screen. How unfortunate. ]

Well that depends on who's offering, Dr. Ziegler.

[ MUTE FOR A MOMENT TO BLOW HER NOSE.

Okay cool, we're cool. ]

I wouldn't want to put you in a precarious position now would I?

[ YOU BET SHE WOULD ]

[angelology]

That would be where we differ. You see, I'm sworn to heal others no matter what side they're on.

[ oh it is on ]

On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate your allergic reaction?

[ Keep in mind, Angela is doing NOTHING to get rid of the hay, even though she very easily could. She's even looking into one of her pouches for a container of benadryl. Yep. ]

[biotictouch]

How cute, I'll remember not to express concern for your conflict of interest next time. I'll go straight to barbs.

[ Sniffle. Shit, that's definitely not what she wanted to let slip. Oh well. No hiding it anymore. She leaves the button on her pad alone, sipping her coffee. ]

Well, you tell me. Postnasal drip, copious sneezing, irritated throat, swelling of the throat and nasal passages, minor headache, dry eyes. Surprisingly, no urticaria symptoms yet.

I'd say a seven. You?

[ CASUALLY, LIKE her allergic reaction is a game. It's not. ]

[angelology]

Hmm, well, I'm not working with the clinic yet, but I can prescribe this for the meantime.

[ She shakes a little bottle of antihistamines in front of the camera, precious though they are, Mercy is sure she can get more. ]

I'm also curious as to how your doing? Detached from all those things that make you... you.

[ tech stealer >:( ]

[sheepdad]

[ Instead of a message, that damn giant roaming sheep has come to visit the new farm - as he does every one, to inspect it.

But they do hear the broadcast being made - and give a grunt, breaking his silence - quite loudly. ] I may burn it, but it is worth bartering with others.

[biotictouch]

[ That's...a chilling voice she didn't expect to hear. It's louder than she's used to but there's no mistaking it---

Moira would open the door but heaven forbid the pollen be let in. Gently, she tips her (hideous) curtains to the side, and fakes mirth the best she can. ]

Not a favor I'd curry to you now, Gabriel, but---

[ That's. Not...Reaper. That'----That's not even a person. ]

Ahem. My apologies.

[sheepdad]

Gabriel? [ That is a strange thing to call the masked sheep, who approaches the window a little. Because he's trying to care about people, okay.

Did the Auracite awaken in the future, again? Possess somebody else? Belias can't help but wonder now. ] I'll ask later. [ He says to himself, before: ] You do not need to apologize.

[biotictouch]

Not at all. He is a colleague. [ She clears her throat. ]

You both sound eerily similar, that's all.

So I do; not at all able to meet you outside properly. How rude of me.

[sheepdad]

...I see. [ Belias says, sitting - still larger then the person inside, but: ] This hay is bothering you.

[ But, on his voice, he clears his own throat. ] This voice-- is one I give to any I possess.

[audio... or we could action it up!]

[deadouttalock]

Yeah sounds like the only one who needs medicine right now is you, 'mam.

[He sounds so sympathetic.]

audio works unless you’d prefer otherwise!

[biotictouch]

Thank you for your glittering observation. It’s a matter being dealt with.

[ That sounds an awful lot like Jesse. She’ll bite her tongue for now. ]

[deadouttalock]

What, and how... stuffin' test tubes up your nose, doc? [Definitely Jesse.]

[biotictouch]

[ That’s definitely Jesse. ]

With antihistamines, Jesse. I apparently have hay fever.

Which is a riot, seeing as how I’d once worked with you.

[ She don’t like her allergies. :( ]

[deadouttalock]

Hey, hey... big difference between tumbleweeds and barn hay.

[He knows that difference. He knows it well.]

I mean if you don't want your hay I'll gladly take it... but ain't gonna' be easy runnin' a farm with no animal feed. [Moira think of your farm. How will you farm.]

[crosseyed]

[[ unfortunately for moira, nia doesn't know anything about lab equipment, and she's not the best at clearing large amounts of hay from anywhere.

however, she does know a congested voice when she hears one! ]]

You sound very not well, Miss! [[ so observational. ]] Are you ill? If you specialize in medicine, shouldn't you take some for whatever is ailing you?

[[ in nia's defense, i'm not sure she even knows what allergies are, much less that hay can cause them. ]]

[biotictouch]

Bold for you to assume that since I specialize in it, that I would simply have some lying around.

[ Listen, kid... ]

I have allergies. Something I didn't anticipate.

[crosseyed]

Allergies... [[ nope not ringing a bell. ]]

Ah, but you are a doctor, correct? Do doctors normally not have medicine around? Our ship is always stocked! [[ tempting fate all the time, this one. ]] Please be sure to restock your medicine soon, Miss.

[biotictouch]

[ Oh, the only way that this could be explained is that it was a child. It had to have been. ]

No, they do not. They have access to them through other means, they know how they work. And, I am not that specific kind of doctor.

[ Now that she's taken into account it could be a child, the banter is much more innocent. ]

Thank you. It's on my to-do list.

[crosseyed]

[[ she is a young teen tyvm! ]]

Oh, I see! I apologize for my assumptions, then! [[ so polite. ]] You mentioned something about hay that needs to be removed... I could try and move it for you, to make up for my impolite behavior.

[[ her voice is a pretty accurate depiction of her size, which makes the offer somewhat laughable. she's a hard worker, though! ]]

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[h41ku]

I can clear it out / pretty easily if you / wanna pay me good.

[The voice sounds automated, but he's pretty passionate about it.]

But I don't want hay / in return for anything / something way better.

[biotictouch]

[ That's...weird, but at least he's to the point. Moira clears her throat. ]

You'll find that I haven't been here for very long, so I've yet to procure any gold. All I have for the time being are favors, and my profession.

[h41ku]

What kind of favors? / I might be interested. / Scratch each others backs.

[biotictouch]

You'll find I'm proficient in procuring items that others might not be able to. And, when I am ready, I am able to provide select services as a geneticist, doctor, caregiver. Medical engineer.

[ Whoever gave her that title was an idiot, but okay, go off i guess. ]

Other small things.

[h41ku]

I am an android. / I do not need a doctor. / What else can you do?