103 - Voice

[gotgreenmagic]

[24 hours after death-by-Kirk, Shego sounds....Death Toll-y. Her voice is scratchy and muted like she's recently had her throat cut, because....she has.]

I guess that's one way to get back on board early.

[She laughs hoarsely, but it's a 'if I don't laugh I'll cry or possibly throw up' laugh.]

Feels like I still have my heart. And my skin. I guess you guys lose.

[A pause, like she's making an effort to remember something important.]

Check in, guys.  [Screw you she's not doing a friends filter.]  Has anybody heard from Cissie during all this?

[OOC: Forward-dated to shortly before the end of port.  Open to Infirmary spam since she's not going anywhere for the next day or two at least :c]

Comments

[Spam :|]

[peektuttut]

[Son of a bitch why did he not go down there oh god he is heading right to the infirmary because ffff. :c]

Hey.

also spam cause that's what i do, I spam you

[captain_jtkirk]

[Kirk ended up in the bed next to her, probably because they died in a one-two punch of hideousness. He spent a great deal of time pretending to be asleep while curled on his side with his back to her because if he was being honest, the last few days were just about the limit of everything that he could handle. Turning into that kind of murdering monster who did it for fun was one thing. Actually succeeding in killing Shego and dying himself, (which was just too similar to how he ended up back on the Barge, though it was with bullets and not with phaser fire) was pushing him right up to the edge of not dealing with anything ever.

It was late at night when he finally pulled his shit together enough to move onto his back and somewhat face her. Part of him was hoping that she was asleep.]

"I'm sorry."

[Public -> Spam] /LATEST

[cisskabob]

I'm here. What-never mind, hang on.

[And Cissie doesn't even bother with the rest of that message, she just books it to the infirmary to look for Shego. She doesn't want to wake her, but... she really wants to wake her.]

...Shego?