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[lyingheart]

FROM: leonhart.annie@cdc.org

you whole again

[forgivetheinsubordination]

FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org

I seem to have all of my parts. At least, I can feel all of them.

[And they hurt.]

[lyingheart]

FROM: leonhart.annie@cdc.org

no internal bleeding though right

[forgivetheinsubordination]

FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org

I'm pretty sure I can say no, not anymore. I don't actually know how to tell except blood pressure, and I don't have what I'd need to take my own.

[lyingheart]

FROM: leonhart.annie@cdc.org

i can take it you did have some medical assistance in some form though if youre fairly sure youre no longer bleeding internally

[forgivetheinsubordination]

FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org

Yes. I'm not dying.

[lyingheart]

FROM: leonhart.annie@cdc.org

as far as i can tell

FROM: leonhart.annie@cdc.org

from this no one did fully

FROM: leonhart.annie@cdc.org

may the rest of your recovery be speedy

[forgivetheinsubordination]

FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org

Yeah. The point wasn't to kill. Now if I could just figure out what the point was.

[lyingheart]

FROM: leonhart.annie@cdc.org

thats the question our instructors know wed love answered

FROM: leonhart.annie@cdc.org

but if part of it is finding our own meanings to all of it i dont know that well ever have more than weve already been given

[forgivetheinsubordination]

FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org

Finding your own answer never works out here, in my experience.

[lyingheart]

FROM: leonhart.annie@cdc.org

what a muddled confused series of universes we all call temporary homes

[forgivetheinsubordination]

FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org

It is.

FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org

You'd think they'd be better served by offering something constructive along with the other.

[lyingheart]

FROM: leonhart.annie@cdc.org

i do miss constructive yelling

[ not. but she doesn't say that she feels if they were being geared to succeed, there would be more constructive notice. if they're not, or if "success" does not matter in one way or another, if they are as disposable as she believes... then it all makes sense.

try as hard as they can, and break themselves in the process. the ones who stand up after that are the ones kept on, and they're already jaded or devoted enough not to care what shit comes down the line. survivors. it's what they all need to be. ]

FROM: leonhart.annie@cdc.org

got any free time during daylight tomorrow garrus

[forgivetheinsubordination]

FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org

Provided I don't wind up with another date providing blood to the nearby plant life, yeah. All of it, even.

[He's taking it off. No patrols, no run, no work on the fence. He needs to heal.]

[lyingheart]

FROM: leonhart.annie@cdc.org

i noticed you liked eating those little flowers

FROM: leonhart.annie@cdc.org

have you ever woven them into chains

[forgivetheinsubordination]

[He eats them out of necessity, but...]

FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org

I always thought playing with your food was frowned upon.

[lyingheart]

[ we can work with some of the less edible ones... ]

FROM: leonhart.annie@cdc.org

in general its considered both impolite and a waste of time

[forgivetheinsubordination]

FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org

But you want to do it?

FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org

I mean, sure. Why not? At least we probably won't be punished for that.

[lyingheart]

FROM: leonhart.annie@cdc.org

in attempting to gather the supplies medical needed various of these flowers were also collected

FROM: leonhart.annie@cdc.org

not everyone enjoys flower salads

[forgivetheinsubordination]

FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org

I can't say I exactly enjoy them. But I like them more than I like starving.

[lyingheart]

FROM: leonhart.annie@cdc.org

sensible approach

[ more or less the one she herself has - as she would suspect those from home all do. ]

FROM: leonhart.annie@cdc.org

ill bring them by sometime during daylight

[forgivetheinsubordination]

FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org

I'll be around. Probably not wandering much for a time.

[Parts he didn't know could hurt did anyway.]

> action | day 120 (daylight hours)

[lyingheart]

[ by the time she gathers up the extraneous plantlife and makes her way to Garrus's current location, she can firmly say nothing is really sunny about it. low light, a general sense of calm that's almost at odds with the rest of things lately. it's like moving through a mental fog for her, and she pushes it back, letting the soft glows of native life and the soft glows of technology all mingle together into some vague, cohesive whole. ]

I did say during the light, but I'm not sure we'll find much of that today.

[forgivetheinsubordination]

[He's moving better today. It's still not as fluid as he normally manages, but when she finds him he's feeling turian, at least.]

Might not. Planet's got empathic things going on. Maybe it felt yesterday.

[Which is an odd thought. He glances out toward the woods, wondering if any of the neraki felt for any of the recruits. Probably not. The recruits had killed some of theirs, were intruders on their planet.]

How much light are we gonna need for this?

[lyingheart]

Little. Once you have an idea of how to weave the stems, you can do it all by touch alone. Light's just convenient.

[ She shifts the burden of flowers and stems and vines and whatever else made up her not so precious, slightly wilted burden. ]

Outside or in?