Feb 05, 2010 22:20
[Erol is out. Somewhere. Probably eating or beating someone up or something equally enjoyable. He does that, it's fine. As a result, however, Razer is alone. He should probably be asleep, but he is distinctly not sleepy.
He'd like to take a shower, but doesn't trust his arms to appreciate that much; he knows he couldn't replace the bandages on them by himself. At least he managed to shave.
Now he's just going to address the network regarding some very important things.]
Is there anyone on board with any skill in tattoo? Or ink-branding or whatever you want to call it.
[He does still sound pretty tired, and he's still very weak and in a lot of pain--it's just short of obvious in his tone.]
I believe it will still be some time before I can request the service, healing back this much would take quite a while even with green eco--which this ship doesn't have, of course--but I'd rather find out if there's a chance of it now.
pointy objects brigade,
hostile work environment,
ouch,
isn't he friendly?,
you're stupid and your boat is stupid