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[theforceoncrack]

Alright, Horton. Half our windows just got blown out and that's shitty luck right there, but now it's time to buckle down and get serious.

Anyone with medical expertise - and by "medical expertise" I mean anything from a P-h-D to your shiny little Boy Scout first-aid badge - let's make a little clinic in one of the rooms. Room 313 is unoccupied,

Comments

[pilot_princess]

A-are mine okay?

I-I've got a... s-sick kid, and a chick, a-and Gulliver in my a-a-apartment... I... asked Yamamoto and Wolfram to g-go over there, but... I... h-haven't heard from them y-yet.

[Shivering noise.]

[theforceoncrack]

OH FUCK.

[IS that a good enough answer for you?]

[pilot_princess]

W-what-- but... I can't get over there, my--

[Aaaaand a coughing fit goes here. Poor girl is straaanded.]

[theforceoncrack]

No, you stay there. I'll take care of it. C'mere, Gulliver....why do you have a chicken -

[pilot_princess]

Thanks, Jackie... [Cough.] T-that's Hazelnut... s-she's cute, isn't she? I-Ikayaki's... [Shudder.] So cold...

[a few minutes later]

[theforceoncrack]

Babe. Your friend came and put them in his blanket-fort.

[So they're fine.]

Did Gulliver adopt or something?