2.24 - Voice + Spam

[breakingmyheart]

[Private to Chromie]

I need to take a few days off work so I can take care of some friends.

...and I know this wouldn't be the first time. I'm sorry about that.

[Private to Nathan]

So...I know we didn't really get a chance to talk. [Beyond things like 'please move while Creed is immobile' and 'are you seriously not aware that you're bleeding'.]

How are you doing?

[Spam for Megamind]

[Toshiko is, at least, in the hinterlands of 'okay'. She's seen worse than she saw at port and on the Barge - a career at Torchwood's proven useful, in that completely horrible sense - and she suspects that a life in Gotham had the same effect on Edward but she knows that Megamind isn't handling it well. Which she can understand. And it's why she's choosing to stick around.

Right now she's making lunch. Cheese on toast, her own comfort food on the rare occasions that she's bothered with cooking for herself. Insofar as you can call 'bread + cheese + heat source' cooking. Megamind's huddled up with Angus near his idea wall and she knows she's going to join them rather than try to talk him into joining her at the table.

She glances over her shoulder to call over to him.]

Do you want something to drink, Megamind?

Comments

[megamind]

Hmmm?

[ With Angus pinning him, he isn't getting up. But he did hear. ]

Water is fine, thanks.

[private]

[neuropathy]

Been worse.

[ The shrug that accompanies Nathan here indicates more that that is a question he's asked ...a lot, rather than real dismissal of the concept. ]

Thanks. If I didn't get around to it before. You all right?

Private

[strangehistorian]

I understand.

I also wish you would report to your shifts when this is over, or at the very least tell me when you can't show up so I can cover.