Aftermath (D4, LE)

[Phoebe Wren]

It was not a good feeling to wake up with the sensation of painkiller-cocktail and a faint numbness in parts of the body.

But if you could feel the hurt, that meant you were still alive, and if you knew you could feel the hurt, that meant you were awake.

"Oh... fuck..." she groaned, propping herself up on an elbow.



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D4 LE Orella using Medicine on Phoebe. Boost from medkit.: 1eP+3eA+1eB+3eD 1 success, 2 advantage


With Medicine and the last Stim, Phoebe is -3. Non-operative bunny until next day.

[Rose Sorenn]

Rose felt woozy. She was up to her eyeballs in painkillers, antibiotics, anti-inflammatories, and who knows what else they put in those stims. "Oof, I'm awake, I'm awake," she announced blearily, waving away the hands ministering to her.

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3x Stims for 6 Wounds.

[D4 LE] Orella Medical Care (Medicine 1, Intellect 4, Hard, Medkit): 1eP+3eA+1eB+3eD 1 success, 1 advantage


1 Wound recovered from healing.

Remaining Wounds: 0 (max 13)
Remaining Strain: 6 (max 15)

[Coryn Kusat]

"Hey! Welcome to wakey town. How're the drugs?" Coryn was sat in a chair looking a little bleary eyed but clearly not a patient. He'd been waiting for them all to wake up, in the company of some whisky.

[Rose Sorenn]

"Are you going to share that?" Rose asked, sitting up as best she could. "Either I'm dead, or we won, so what'd I miss?"

[Phoebe Wren]

"Jesus Toboga..." Phoebe murmured. "... Did you get the bastard, Coryn?"

[Axel Ward]

Axel woke with a grunt. It was how he did most things, after all.

A quick survey of the room with his eyes was followed by a failed attempt to rise. Wincing, he sank back down to the bed.

His mouth opened as though to speak, but he didn't. His jaw shut with a click a moment later.

[Coryn Kusat]

Chuckling he took a swig then passed the bottle to Rose. "You know it Phoebe. Asshole didn't expect me to grab his droid's rifle. Shoulda seen the look on his face..."

He lifted his head. "Oya! That was fucking epic."

[Riza]

Riza, for her part, just lay with her eyes closed. She'd been on the ground long enough, and suffered the attentions well enough, that she'd remained awake before she was even brought into the sickbay. However, that didn't mean she was ready to run a mile as she would have liked. With her whole body aching, pain filled, she'd elected to rest. Caring not much for painkillers she'd allowed only enough to take off the edge but not more. Not wanting it to cloud her mind.

[Rolls forthcoming]

[Phoebe Wren]

She managed a brief smile, and pumping her fist in the air. "Oya! Good job, Coryn."

Then the smile faded. "Now, do me a favor a punch Axel for me."

[Rose Sorenn]

Rose took a swig from the bottle and passed it back. Looking at Axel, "don't waste a punch on him, he's not going to feel it. Wait for him to heal up a bit, first." The redhead ran a hand through her hair and groaned softly, "why are we punching Axel, anyway?"

[Axel Ward]

Grim-faced, Axel turned to look at the wall.

"Did we lose anyone?" He asked, his voice rough. He knew they had been going room to room, and he'd understood that some of the people they'd rescued had been attacked...

[Coryn Kusat]

Coryn shrugged and looked at Phoebe. "No idea. Unless this is about that mess in the kitchen?"

He looked over at Axel. "That fight was stupidly close, we're lucky we didn't lose anyone in the hanger bay. I don't know about anyone else, I was busy helping to carry you all here."

[Phoebe Wren]

"No, it's not about the kitchen," she said with obvious tension in her voice coming from the unpleasant sensation of sitting straight up at this point.

"That fight might not have been so stupidly close if Axel had done what he was told to do, and gotten his stupid ass to the hangar first." Instead, she had had to charge in in his place without her armor, and with just her backup weapons.

[Axel Ward]

Axel's expression got a little bleaker, but he didn't say anything.

[Coryn Kusat]

Looking between his new clanmates he spread his hands. "Well, it's easy to make that call now, but we're all still getting used to working together. I'm sure he had his reasons. You guys should talk it through...once you're off the pain meds though huh?"

[Rose Sorenn]

"Orders from whom?" that was probably the most critical information as far as Rose was concerned.

[Coryn Kusat]

If it was Treya then it would be bad, but Axel would have to learn. If it was Phoebe then it still wasn't great, but they were all in the early stages of building trust. Not wanting a fight to kick off in the medbay he hoped the others would leave it alone until they'd recovered a bit.

"Hey, quit hogging that bottle Rose." Coryn flashed a smile and reached for the whisky.

[Phoebe Wren]

"Does it matter?" she snapped at Rose, clearly not in a good mood, and being shot up several times in one evening had put a damper on any happiness the doctor could prescribe.

"If I tell you to haul ass to the hangar to stop a bunch of crazies from taking over the ship and killing us all, you don't run off on personal errands first. I don't know what in the blazes you were thinking, Axel, but that was a major shit-move of you."

[Axel Ward]

Axel's expression didn't change, but he slowly turned back to look at Phoebe.

"They were going room to room, killing people." He growled. "So I killed them. I was helping people. That okay with you, Wren?" His rough voice gained a bit of snarl at the end.

[Rose Sorenn]

Rose had held out the bottle and, when Coryn hadn’t taken it, she’d let it rest on the bed beside her. She handed it over now. “Of course it matters,” her tone unchanged despite Pheobe’s anger. She had some strong opinions on Axel’s decision, but she kept them to herself for now.