OFFICIAL TRANSMISSION

[undeadingly]

[You wake up and all you see are bright lights. You're hooked up to a machine, your vital signs are going strong, that's good. Really good. But, there's something strange with your head. It's not itchy, but there's just something odd... Oh well, no time to ponder, there's a panel waiting for you across the hall! The real test is if you've managed

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[t4st3s_l1k3_r3d]

Very little really freaked Terezi out, though being stuck in a human medical facility with no clue how the fuck she got here came really close. Every surface she licked tasted like antiseptic, and she shuddered, relying mostly on smell from now on as she worked the panel and exited into the hallway.

Before she left, she captchalogued the water bottle, and ransacked the room for other things, captchaloguing the blanket, the pillow, and some miscellaneous medical supplies she found in the drawers of her hospital room. At least her captchalogue still had everything inside it. When she found an internet connection, she'd make sure to troll Karkat. He was probably flipping the fuck out right about now.

Tapping along with her cane as if she were completely blind - which she was - she adjusted her red sunglasses and shuffled down the hall, her nose testing the air for any signs of life - troll or otherwise - in this crazy alien place.

[mightbearedneck]

"No 'fense, Terezi." Haggard said with a quick grin. "But I'd rather have a shotgun too."

[t4st3s_l1k3_r3d]

Terezi grinned back, all psychotic fire and pointed teeth. "Shotguns are okay, I guess. If you like that kind of thing."

[mightbearedneck]

THIS WOULD BE A WHAT THE FUCK MOMENT, USUALLY...

But not for Haggard.

"Nah, shotguns are better."

[t4st3s_l1k3_r3d]

Terezi just laughed. This human was pretty funny. Maybe not as cool and ironic and - okay, she'll go there - sexy as Dave. But entertaining as fuck, and she liked him.

"They seem like a 'you' sort of weapon. So how'd you lose your shotgun, anyway? That seems pretty lame, if you ask me, losing something like that."

[mightbearedneck]

Haggard grinned back. All the weird shit, he was just gonna contribute to the fact that she was a cool as hell alien in his eyes now. The question made him shrug, though.

"Dunno, miss priss. I'm in the army, maybe somebody's holdin' onto it for me. These guys don't look like any soldiers I know, though..."

[t4st3s_l1k3_r3d]

'Miss priss'? Terezi snickered again. "Well you should have captchalogued it in your strife specibus properly instead of dropping the damn thing any old place," she said, rolling her eyes. Who did that? "Do you have anything else useful on you, or just the clothes on your back?"

[mightbearedneck]

"Is that like something you do in the bathrom?" Haggard asked curiously, having no idea what she was talking about.

He thought a moment, before reaching out of said clothes on his back and pulling out the dog tags he still had.

"Thought showin' there around would get me somewhere."

[t4st3s_l1k3_r3d]

Terezi choked and punched him in the arm. "Don't be gross! Captchaloguing has nothing to do with load gapers or whatever you like to call them."

She tilted her head up at the scent of metal and reached for the tags, rubbing them between her fingers as she took a sniff of the text embossed inside.

"What do they say?" She couldn't read human script.

[mightbearedneck]

IGNORING THAT FIRST THING... he yanked his dog tags back from her grip and let them fall over his short this time.

"Dog-tag-ey things. Y'know, name, identi-fee-cation..."

[t4st3s_l1k3_r3d]

She let him yank them back, startled by the reaction, and shrugged. "Identification? You mean your name is on those things?"

[mightbearedneck]

"Yep!"

Saying this like it was the most obviously thing in the world.

[t4st3s_l1k3_r3d]

She was silent for a moment, then doubled over laughing, leaning on her cane. "What, you humans are so fucking dumb that you need to label yourself? Is that so your lusus - oh sorry, your mom can find you?"

[mightbearedneck]

Haggard paused a moment, staring blankly. He was neccesarily OFFENDED, but...

"What? We wear 'em in the army. In case we get killed 'n blown to bits beyond recognition or somethin'. Then somebody can go tell my mom I'm dead."

[t4st3s_l1k3_r3d]

She stopped laughing and scratched her head, bemused by the idea. "Oh," she said, more subdued than before. "I guess that makes sense, then. If you've got a mom who'll care you're dead."

[mightbearedneck]

Haggard paused, before immediantly perking up and shrugging it off.

"Yep! But I'm usually the one blowin' them to bits, I'm stayin' in one piece!"

With that, he clapped his hands together and walked ahead of her, waving his arms a little stretching.

"HEY! Sarge! Prez! Ya GOTTA be around here somewhere!"