Babadon't Room Crawl

[piper90npcs]

[OOC: Please tag in to the assigned room. There will be at least one NPC tag to the thread per day. Remember that your characters can still use the network to communicate findings or questions to those still in the living quarters.]

Once word is out that the victim was dragged to the Rewards Lounge, the hires who’ve been cleared head are given permission to enter that rare knock-off paradise. Somewhere along the line, someone suggests splitting into groups, an idea that gets all the more appealing when they see that the Rewards Lounge has at least five suites to investigate, perhaps in case Corporate ever decided to enlist a stable of bootlickers and snitches to feed them intel on the other hires in exchange for feather beds and middle-shelf scotch.

It becomes clear that the intelligence they got was likely correct: there are streaks of black goo along to doorframe to the lobby room between all the suites.

Comments

[xrater]

"Yes, you are. Is it comfortable?" She's only gonna tease a little, though. "Stay still. Once I get your comm, the three of us are going straight to the medical center. There's no telling what nastiness might have been in that smoke or the long term effects it might have."

She turns and slips through the door. It's going to take her a minute, probably two or three, to grab the comm device and the laptop, and then she's back out in the hall with them.

The first person to comment on Wash getting her wet was getting a thumping.

"Right. Here we go." She sets the laptop on Wash's chest, then scoops him up in a bridal carry. "Now, Guts, do I need to carry you as well or can you make your way along? Be honest, skip the machismo."

[parannoyed]

"No, you don't have to -" but yep, he's being carried. "Okay."

He guesses this is his life now.

[garmr]

"I can walk."

Guts feels terrible, but he eventually manages to recover from heaving against the wall to slowly standing of his own accord. Okay. It's all good now. He's fine.

"Thanks for the save, though."

[xrater]

"Good. You know the way to medical." If not, he can follow her. "And it wasn't an issue. I couldn't just let you two choke to death or whatever else might have happened."

And she's off at a light trot, still slow enough that Guts' absurdly long legs shouldn't have any trouble keeping up. Really, she's kind of concerned that the embryos might spore or something, so x-rays are definitely in order.