Case Nineteen

[ghostin_myshell]

[No need to adjust your spheres ladies and gentlemen of the Crucible, you do see Oliver, but it's not really him. Inside this shell, it seems Motoko's ghost has taken up residence and she's sitting on a bench by one of the observatory windows. She looks a little concerned about the current state of affairs as she mutters to herself.]I feel tired,

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[oliverplus]

There you are! I mean, there I am, I guess. [smiles sheepishly] I've been trying to find you. Are you okay...uh...who is this, by the way?

[ghostin_myshell]

It's Motoko, Oliver. Are you doing alright?

[oliverplus]

Yeah, I've been fine since this started! But what about you? [frowns worriedly] You aren't hurt, are you?

[ghostin_myshell]

No, I'm just fine. There was no external injuries beyond your old scars, and I can't seem to pick up on anything internal either. [shrugs]

[oliverplus]

Ohhh, good. [sighs in obvious relief] Ah...yeah, there shouldn't be anything internal; I think that stayed with me. But if the external entries are gone, that's really good news!

[ghostin_myshell]

I hope it stays that way when this anomaly wears off.

[oliverplus]

Ah...yeah, me too. But it sounds like I was doing much better anyway, so I wouldn't worry too much.

[ghostin_myshell]

Of course. I'll try to take care of your body while I have it, see that no harm comes to it.

[Says she who fails to hold back a giant yawn. >_>;;;]

[oliverplus]

[quirks an eyebrow] You...uh...do know how to take care of a human body, right?

[ghostin_myshell]

Of course I do. [She shoots him a sharp stare.] It's been a while since I've had to do it myself, but I'm not that irresponsible.

[Though, she is the sort of person who might forget to eat or sleep if she's absorbed in her thoughts or work....]

[oliverplus]

[holds up his hands defensively] Okay, okay, I get it! You just look a little tired is all.

[ghostin_myshell]

Mm, I am a little. And I'm a bit hungry too, but I'll take care of that later.

[She waves her hand a bit dismissively before folding her arms.]

[oliverplus]

[this is like getting a taste of his own medicine, and he's not at all happy about it. trying not to sound worried or accusatory; he doesn't want her to get defensive] Just how long has it been?

[ghostin_myshell]

[Ooh, tough question. Give her a minute to wrack her over-crowded brain.... What she wouldn't give for the ability to dive into her external memory again.]

I'm not exactly sure, but I really haven't done much of either since I was first put in a prosthetic body.

[oliverplus]

No, not that--how long has it been since you've eaten or slept now that you're in my body?

[ghostin_myshell]

[Eyebrow shoots up. Really Oliver? Really?]

I woke up in your body after... an hour or two sleeping? I haven't eaten yet since I woke up approximately [checks the time on her sphere] ten hours ago, I believe.