.047 [TEXT] and [SPAM]
[From the infirmary, mostly in text (written very carefully) because the nerve cluster Rex shot, although not a dangerous wound, is a painful one, and Narvin has just enough sense not to want to show everyone how drugged up on painkillers he is and not enough sense to avoid trying to communicate.]
Are we sure it's gone for good? The thing responsible for [improper Gallifreyan word that literally translates to violently shoving something into a black hole and has the idiomatic force of "buggering up"] our memories?
[Private to Time Lords]
I imagine all of you made it through in one piece. Especially you, Braxiatel, because the universe couldn't possibly be so kind to me as to arrange for you to accidentally fall off the Barge.
[Private to Seven]
How much do you remember about last weekend?
[Private to T'Pol]
That version of myself, he wasn't me. So anything you know about him should be considered inaccurate as far as I'm concerned and I would consider it a great favour if you could forget everything that man ever said to you. [He'd like to wipe it all from her memory, but since he's stuck in the infirmary for a while, he'll try this first.]
[Private to Ardent]
My apologies for vanishing for the last day. I'm in the infirmary again. Are you safe?
[Spam to Kay (in the infirmary)]
[He looks at Kay, blurry eyed, and says,]
You pointed a gun at me.
((OOC: Also open to any other infirmary spam. Have a drugged Narvin.))
Are we sure it's gone for good? The thing responsible for [improper Gallifreyan word that literally translates to violently shoving something into a black hole and has the idiomatic force of "buggering up"] our memories?
[Private to Time Lords]
I imagine all of you made it through in one piece. Especially you, Braxiatel, because the universe couldn't possibly be so kind to me as to arrange for you to accidentally fall off the Barge.
[Private to Seven]
How much do you remember about last weekend?
[Private to T'Pol]
That version of myself, he wasn't me. So anything you know about him should be considered inaccurate as far as I'm concerned and I would consider it a great favour if you could forget everything that man ever said to you. [He'd like to wipe it all from her memory, but since he's stuck in the infirmary for a while, he'll try this first.]
[Private to Ardent]
My apologies for vanishing for the last day. I'm in the infirmary again. Are you safe?
[Spam to Kay (in the infirmary)]
[He looks at Kay, blurry eyed, and says,]
You pointed a gun at me.
((OOC: Also open to any other infirmary spam. Have a drugged Narvin.))