[ The ping is slightly delayed, but he gets it. He gets it. Kagerou has squirreled himself away, deep away, and for once it doesn't seem like the vents. No, it's not high enough.
Somewhere quieter. Darker. Safe.
It doesn't even show up as a room. Because it isn't, not really. An awkward bit of empty space where the ship slopes, filled only with wires and inner workings, with only access panels for those in maintenance. It does have vent access, if haphazard; it's probably how he got there at all.
It doesn't matter how long it takes for Gunmax to get there. As soon as there is noise, as soon as he's close (Gunmax wasn't the only one using the network to track), there's the soft croak of Kagerou's voice. It sounds... Wrong. Stretched weird and more electronic than it should.
And in pain. ]
Please... Don't call medbay.
[ He just wants to suffer through this in peace. ]
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Date: 2024-07-22 05:32 am (UTC)From:Somewhere quieter. Darker. Safe.
It doesn't even show up as a room. Because it isn't, not really. An awkward bit of empty space where the ship slopes, filled only with wires and inner workings, with only access panels for those in maintenance. It does have vent access, if haphazard; it's probably how he got there at all.
It doesn't matter how long it takes for Gunmax to get there. As soon as there is noise, as soon as he's close (Gunmax wasn't the only one using the network to track), there's the soft croak of Kagerou's voice. It sounds... Wrong. Stretched weird and more electronic than it should.
And in pain. ]
Please... Don't call medbay.
[ He just wants to suffer through this in peace. ]