058 - Voice
[Infirmary Filter]
I need immediate medical assistance in the male shower block. My inmate Rinzler is bleeding arterially from a wound to his shoulder - he's semi-conscious and I'm doing what I can to stem the bleed.
[OOC: Follows this by less than a minute.]
I need immediate medical assistance in the male shower block. My inmate Rinzler is bleeding arterially from a wound to his shoulder - he's semi-conscious and I'm doing what I can to stem the bleed.
[OOC: Follows this by less than a minute.]
At least he survived. Barely. She sighs, leans back and waits.]
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He'd been down several hours sleeping off the combined effect of shock and the anesthetic, his normal growl barely above a whisper that could be mistaken for a housecat's purr. (The strange, light-chased scar across his throat gave a possible reason for the noise.) Then--
Between one instant and the next the growl deepens to its normal registers. Red eyes open and fix on Toshiko, instantly focused, assessing, accusing.
Where is he and what did you do with him?]
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You've been unconscious for almost six hours. You were shot with a crossbow bolt and when you removed it, it either caused or aggravated a small wound to your subclavian artery. You nearly bled to death. I found you.
['I helped save your life and I am going to hit you with a rolled-up newspaper if this happens again' isn't stated but it's clear enough to infer. She gestures to where his retrieved communicator is sitting on the bedside table.]
Do you need anything? More painkillers?
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One hand goes to the wound in his shoulder, probing at the dressing fastened there. He remembers well enough the sick feeling of something going wrong inside the wound and quickly leaves off doing that, passing the hand over his exposed face before looking back at Tosh, still expressionless.
...Painkillers? If anything, his expression gets more blank at that. He reaches for his communicator, dragging it into his lap and typing laboriously:]
«Define "painkillers".»
[A pause, then:]
«JA307020 unable to neutralize User with,» [he gestures to his shoulder,] «projectile weapon. User still at large.»
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[Then:]
Nobody else has been hurt that's been reported on. Do you have a name or description for the person you fought with?
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Instead of responding immediately, however, he pages through to the communicator's camera functions, touch growing more assured as he shakes off the last of the anesthetic's drowsiness. Hundreds and hundreds of folders and pictures here; Rinzler is very busy when he's not trolling the networks with questions. A large part of good security is good documentation.
One picture is isolated, blown up to full-screen, and presented to Toshiko: Sylvanas a few moments before Rinzler ambushed her.]
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Thank you. I'll let her Warden know.
[She leans back, rubbing the bridge of her nose briefly. The scar across his throat is interesting; is it what stops him from talking? Another wall built between him and his former self. But his body is human now - it certainly responds to human medical intervention - so the damage might be repairable. If Rex's scarring could be healed - twice - then it's certainly within the realms of possibility. Something to think about. One layer of programming to bring down.]
You tried to stop her taking the weapon from Rayne's armoury, and she attacked you?
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«Yes. Attempt made to disable, not de,» [he pauses, deletes the beginning of the word "derezz,"] «kill User. JA307020 at significant combat handicap versus opponent willing to use lethal force.»
[Then he looks up, gauging Toshiko's response to this. He'd tried it her way, and look where it got him. Still, there's nothing accusative about the look, if only because there's nothing particularly ... emotional about Rinzler's default expression. A textbook case of flattened affect.]
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Listen, I'm not going to take any disciplinary measures over this. You did what you thought was right and on one level I can't fault that. But what I will say is that you need to reprioritise. You are - I can't emphasise this highly enough - you are not here for the security of the Barge. That isn't your purpose here. Of course I don't mind you defending yourself if someone specifically targets you, within reason, but if there's something happening that doesn't involve you? Report it to the Wardens and walk away. I'm sure you've noticed by now that your body won't take as much of a beating as it used to.
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At last, he blanks the screen of his communicator and flips it over, turning his head away. Conversation ended.]
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You've been through a lot. I'm giving you some time to recover and then we've got plenty more to talk about.
[She takes a step away from the bed, then turns back for a moment.]
And so you're aware, this is the last time I'm going to let you get away with sulking your way out of a conversation.
[Then she flicks open the curtain surrounding the bed and leaves.]
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[He isn't sulking. There just isn't anything to say to someone who is so intent on denying him his primary purpose. What if he told her she couldn't breathe or--be weirdly emotional about things or--any of those other things Users were so intent on doing?
...Definitely sulking.]
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