no rest for the weary [Open]

[hyperlethality]

who; Noble Six and YOU!
what; Six is trying to relax and really recover from the Necromorph event but can't... seem to do it right.
where; In Spartan Haus and likely to move elsewhere.
when; Noon-ish.
warning(s); None?

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[chttrbox_recon]

[Jun wanders into the kitchen, barefoot, in simple sweats and a wifebeater. He starts a moment at seeing Six, having been trying to avoid people for the most part, but then immediately averts his still-weird eyes as he pulls a glass down to fill it from the tap.]

[The whispers may be gone, the headaches may be gone, but he still looks worn and twitchy]

Hey there, Six. [Trying to keep up appearances himself, but he's doing a very poor job of it.]

[hyperlethality]

[ Even barefoot, Six heard the telltale signs of someone approaching, so she looks up... and sees Jun. It's just Jun. Right. Then she notices the eyes- right, she remembers hearing about that, but he turns away. ]

Three. Feeling better?

[chttrbox_recon]

[Tight, awkward chuckle, check. ]

Marginally. Still trying to find a way to adjust my HUD so I can actually use it. How're you holding up? [He leans against the counter, trying to appear normal and casual, but there's still a subtle tightness and tension to his muscles, carefully keeping his slitted eyes cast downward.]

[hyperlethality]

A day or two of rest couldn't fix. [ Understatement. She's trying to show that the injuries on her body isn't slowing her down the least, but it's getting difficult. ]

Wanna talk about it?

[givesbackbombs]

[John, by contrast, is not out of his armour. This may or may not be because John is never out of his armour, unless he has a damn good reason. Those reasons are more or less limited to: is it damaged beyond usefulness and/or 'do I need a shower'.

His suit is damaged now, but functioning at 86.4 percent capacity. It'll hold. The fact that he hasn't eaten in over seventy hours is somewhat more pressing.

The idea of having a kitchen rather than a mess hall is somewhat strange to him. One of those things he's going to have to adjust to.

Though the kitchen itself is not as strange as the possibility that he might come across another Spartan in it. He snaps off a salute to the Lieutenant.]

Ma'am.

[hyperlethality]

[ When she sees him, her body, despite whatever protest it gives, snaps up from her seated position and returns with a crisp salute. Holding it for a moment as she regards him, she lowers her arm and gives him a nod. ]

Chief. Green for the day?

[givesbackbombs]

[He drops his own hand a split second after hers, and nods.]

Affirmative. You?

[He steps into the kitchen, obviously designed with armoured supersoldiers in mind, and gets himself an MRE out of the pantry. After a brief hesitation, he makes an open-handed gesture towards Six's coffee.]

Any more of that?

[hyperlethality]

For the most part. [ Maybe.

[ She makes a gesture back to the teakettle still sitting on the stove. ] Still has plenty of water in it. The packets are in the cupboard to your upper left.

[nobleleader]

[ Things have been ironed out for Thom and Carter, with him being back in control of Noble, for... whatever that means, right then.

He doesn't feel in control of much of anything, but that's beside the point.

When he sees Six in the kitchen, though, he pushes forward, not heading back like he half-wants to, stupid as it is. ]

Six.

[hyperlethality]

[ Snaps up - bad idea, but who cares? - and regards him carefully for a moment. Then there's the salute she gives him. ]

Commander. [ Not gonna kill yourself again, she hopes. ]

[nobleleader]

[ A salute back, though he drops it not long after, eying her curiously. She can't be feeling good- he knows they were headed for the hospital, before his-- incident.

He's not sure how much medical attention she's had, but now that the thought occurs, he holds onto it. ]

Is there coffee left?

[hyperlethality]

[ Her hand drops to gesture at the teakettle. ] Plenty of water left, sir. Packets are where they usually are.

[ It seems a bit strange to talk so casually after all that... insanity and death going on, but at least it's a step back into normalcy? As much as that goes for Spartans, anyway. ]