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[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

If you were looking for me, you reached me. If you don't know who 'me' is then you didn't reach who you were looking for.

If this is Red calling about jobs, just leave the information and I'll be there.

If this is Sis, then promise I'll get back to you ASAP. If you're got a recipe idea just tell me what it is and I'll look into it.

Otherwise leave your name and message and I'll contact you soon dears.

Comments

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

Ain't got a choice. Gotta work. Nice knowing you, Omega

[baruthumos]

If you had a choice? I can keep an ear out for people looking to hire. Or you could tell Washington. He and York are tight, he could help.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

No. Please. Don't tell Wash. He'll hate me.

[baruthumos]

Okay, I won't. I promise.

You think of anything I can do to help, you tell me, okay?

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

I wouldn't even know what to want. He says someone told him that I needed a helmet. I think you already helped.

[baruthumos]

Yeah, my girlfriend knows him. Must have said something about that.

Hey, if you ever want to change colors, my brother paints helmets. Among other things.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

If this guy really is bad, I don't want to be involved with your family and get them hurt.

[baruthumos]

We're already involved with him. And we have plenty of people to protect us.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

Don't be involved with him.

[baruthumos]

Well, the way we're involved with him is he shot York and maybe wants to shoot more of us. He started it.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

I just... There aren't many people who like me, Medic-man. I gotta protect what little I have.

[baruthumos]

I know you do. You get hurt or anything, you call me, all right? I have a very shiny medkit.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

And I have insurance.

[baruthumos]

Well, if you have any questions about, I don't know, compartment syndrome.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

What's that?

[baruthumos]

In your arms and legs are structures called compartments. Groups of muscles and nerves and blood vessels wrapped in fascia. If the pressure in one of those increases, if that part gets injured and swells up, or bleeding into the compartment, it cuts off the circulation to the rest of your limb. If that lasts too long, you lose a hand or an entire leg. To keep that from happening, they just cut a hole in you.

I had it in my leg, not very badly, but it's why I had to spend so long in the hospital. The day after I saw you, the doctor punched a hole in the back of my leg to let all the stuff drain out. They let me stay awake and watch. It was pretty cool.

I didn't tell anyone. Don't want them to worry. Think you can keep it on the downlow?

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

Of course. But... you have to promise when stuff like that happens you tell me. Because it's fucking cool.

[baruthumos]

I will. I promise. Though I'm not planning on it happening too often to me.

Unless you mean to people in general. That I can do.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

I always liked learning about how the body worked, and you've got a nice voice. No reason I can't take advantage of those things.

[baruthumos]

Nope. No reason at all. A burning desire for any other explainations?

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

Wouldn't even know what to ask.