IC CONTACT ✴ Haven RPG

[phaselocknroll]

"Maya here. Leave me a message."

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Comments

[phaselocknroll]

Well, it's a funny thing, really. Because I found a box of ammo outside my door, but you're the only person who has offered to bring me ammo, and I distinctly remember telling you to wait before heading North.

So I just wanted to make sure you didn't do anything stupid.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Shit.

Uh. ]

Weird. But I'm pretty sure I haven't done anything stupid lately. I mean, sure, in general? But, uh. Lately? Not sure.

[phaselocknroll]

Peter.

You look like shit.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He pulls a face. ]

Wow, rude. That how you greet all your friends?

[phaselocknroll]

Only the ones I suspect of pushing themselves too far.

Seriously, Peter. The bullets could have waited.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Primly, as he's easing himself down into a seat. ]

I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about.

[phaselocknroll]

[ She just gives him a flat look, raises her hand, and does the healy not-a-phaselock thing. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Oh shit.

For a second there? He totally thought she was doing the phaselocky thing, because that did not seem equal to a small white lie.

But then-- okay, he's letting out a breath, the tenseness going out of his body. ]

... Thanks.

[phaselocknroll]

No problem.

Thank you for the ammo.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ A smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth, but he still shrugs a shoulder. ]

Still dunno what you're talking about.

[phaselocknroll]

I think you do, and unless you can prove otherwise, I'll keep on believing that you do.

[nostalgiabomb]

Maya. I'm injured. I'd never make such a reckless choice.

[phaselocknroll]

[ you see this look, Peter? You're getting it. ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ ... erk. He, uh. He gulps quietly. ]

I mean, sure, I have made dumb choices. But. Not, um. Within the past day or so?

[phaselocknroll]

[ She holds it on him a bit longer, just to watch him squirm, before heaving a sigh and moving to sit down herself. ]

I guess it can't really be helped. What's done is done.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ oh thank god. ]

Honestly, I was going crazy just sitting around.

[phaselocknroll]

I know. Nobody wants to be laid up, but I do have your best interests in mind, really.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He smiles a little. ]

I thought you weren't technically a doctor?

[phaselocknroll]

That doesn't mean you're the first wounded person I've treated.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He puffs out a breath. ]

How long should I be waiting, then?

[phaselocknroll]

Until it doesn't hurt to move would be a good start.

[nostalgiabomb]

I mean, it didn't hurt earlier.

[phaselocknroll]

Those tunnels aren't going to be kind to you. You should know that.

[nostalgiabomb]

Hey, they were plenty kind. Still alive, aren't I? So, you know, pat on the back for me.

[phaselocknroll]

You still came back worse for the wear, didn't you?