5. Waking up.

[seeyaduke]

You know, one would almost think that the Admiral was trying to take the fun out of being here. Paris was fun then to come back and be dropped into a coma? Come on, Admiral, how rude can you get?

In the mean time, I'm awake and I should find something to do. Perhaps a job, if nothing else I'd be looking for a few good people to spar with. Dick, are you up for that?

[Private to Bertie]
I assume you came through this alright?

[Private to Rex]
Are you okay?

Comments

private

[requiresssacrifice]

Sure. We can just take something from the dining hall. I don't know what they're serving, but it's probably better than I can cook.

private

[seeyaduke.livejournal.com]

Sounds good to me.

private - spam/assume?

[requiresssacrifice]

Do you have any requests?

private - spam!

[seeyaduke.livejournal.com]

Something with a large amount of cheese.

spam!

[requiresssacrifice]

[Since he couldn't acquire pizza on short notice, the best Rex could procure was nachos that were quickly heated up in the oven. So, Rex balanced the plate on his hand and knocked on his sister's door.]

spam!

[seeyaduke.livejournal.com]

[Nachos worked. Ana opened the door with a grin, and she was relieved to see him looking alive and well. After having gone over the network from the things that had happened while she was out, Ana had worried.]

Nachos. Perfect.

spam!

[requiresssacrifice]

Yeah, I know how much you like to eat junk. [He grinned, happy to see her up and about again. It was different in person, more real, and the relief hit him harder than he expected. So, like a good younger sibling, he resorted to being annoying about it.] I don't know how you're not fat by now.

spam!

[seeyaduke.livejournal.com]

[Fat? Of course her brother would go for that. She rolled her eyes (as big sisters do) and then smirked.]

Probably all the practice kicking my little brother's ass.