[Audio - Chrissie's own ID]

[notalkodarkness]

[Christine had put off taking the cure on deck seventy-six for as long as reasonably possible. The thought of doing anything that could damage her throat alarmed her no small amount. When it became clear that passengers were not being allowed to leave quarantine without taking it, there was little option left. It was either take the cure and deal

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[locled 100% unhackable]

[battle_droid]

Requesting your room location.

[A beat.]

Please.

[Locked 10% - it's all she can manage]

[notalkodarkness]

[A soft smile as another familiar voice pipes up over the communicator and Chrissie locks the post to the default setting.]

Hello, Zee. Deck six, room seventy three forty.

[locked 100% unhackable] ff chrissie. also lol what is my spelling

[battle_droid]

Do you require assistance?

[Does she need to come punch your fiance in the nose?]

[locked 10% unhackable] I <3 you anyway! Technology is not her friend!

[notalkodarkness]

[She smiles, a soft sound of amusement before she clears her throat and shakes her head.]

Assistance, no .. but I would not turn down company at the present time.

[locked 100% unhackable] <333

[battle_droid]

Then I will come.

[Because she takes that as an order, sob. Have a Zee eventually tapping on your door.]

[commentlog]

[notalkodarkness]

[fffffffffffff gtfo with your orders! :| Christine is at the door in a moment, opening it for Zee. She smiles, visibly relaxing as she sights on the older woman, moving aside so she can enter.]

I didn't take you from anything, did I, Zee?

[commentlog] derp

[battle_droid]

[Well, you know. Robot and all. She steps in, tilting her head and giving it a shake. Christine gets a quizzical look.]

No.

[commentlog]

[notalkodarkness]

[Christine closes the door behind her and gestures for her to do as she will. At the look she offers a light smile, moving to sit on the pillow end of the bed. She pulls her knees to her chest and wraps her arms around them.]

You are well? [She herself is still rather beat upon looking, but it was to be expected and she was hardly digging for attention. She was actually simply concerned for her friend. :)]

[commentlog]

[battle_droid]

[She follows Christine over, but she doesn't sit. Instead, she takes an entirely unmoving stance in front of the girl, arms folded.]

I am online and functioning, yes.

[That doesn't mean she's fine. She thinks she's malfunctioning, what are feeeelings]