203. Preparations. (Text)

[thegooddrjones]

[Friend Filter- Huge and generous, think you probably are.]
When this bloody flood is over, I need to see you in person. It's important.

[Private to Arya]
I'd like to see you, if you're okay with flowers coming out of my mouth when I try to speak.

[Private to McCoy]
I've something important to discuss with you, and it can't wait.

[Private to

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[Private]

[sixthanimorph]

There's nothing wrong with me.

[Because why else would she want to see him?]

[Private]

[thegooddrjones]

No, I know that. I want to talk to you.

[Private]

[sixthanimorph]

[He's about to ask if he did something wrong... but something gives him pause.]

... Okay. Do you want me to come to the infirmary?

[Private]

[thegooddrjones]

Do you want to come to my room after the flood is over?

[Private]

[sixthanimorph]

Uh... sure. I can do that. Where's your room?

[It's weird to think of Dr. Jones having a room. In his mind, he always imagined her in the infirmary perpetually, never taking a breath for everyday life.]

[Private]

[thegooddrjones]

Level two room eleven. But once the flood is done.

[Private - Spam now or later?]

[sixthanimorph]

I'll be there.

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[thegooddrjones]

[OOC: I put up a log for her here.]

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[sixthanimorph]

[OOC: Thanks for the heads-up and the link! Heading there now.]