001 # text # un: skyenet

[evite]

( broadcasting live from the dark cave that is her bedroom, skye opts for the safety of semi-anonymous texting when facing the wide open world of the network. granted, her username is literally a pun on her name, so it's not exactly the most subtle option in the world... but she's sticking to it. she thinks she's funny, anyway. )

is there a doctor in the house?

( or, you know, on the moon. )

att: my arms are killing me.jpg
if you make house calls, i'll pay double.

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text: frankenstein

[jolting]

I can be there. Just text me your address.

audio un:pnwsalex

[11calls]

Oh my god are you okay?

[evite]

( maaaaaaaaaaaybe she should have been more specific when she said doctor. unless this dude's handle is an unfortunate nickname. )

i should probably preface this with the note that i don't actually want to sacrifice my body to science...

[evite]

( at least this username she knows. she's careful to encrypt the feed, to separate her voice from her username, at least on a public channel. )

Hey. ( her voice, this time, is a little shakier. there's a moment where skye has to really focus in order to keep her breathing going. ) A little banged up, but... not dead yet, I guess.

[jolting]

Ah. My name concerns you.

Yes, I'm Doctor Frankenstein. If that bothers you, I won't be offended. But I'm damn good at my job. I'm confident I can help you.

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[otherflash]

[ Wally heartily approves of the pun. The damaged arm? Not so much. ]

I think you might need more than a doctor.

[ Assuming this is a side effect of her gifts like he thinks it might be. ]

[evite]

you'd basically have to be living under a rock to not know the story
but i'm kind of in a pinch right now

if you promise not to try and turn me into more of a freakshow than i already am, i'll bite

( a pause, and then... )

metaphorically speaking, i mean

[evite]

if you mean a hug, the answer's maybe
don't tell anybody, though

( is she capable of being Serious about what could potentially be a massive disaster? obviously not. )

[11calls]

Okay. Do you need help getting somewhere? I see you've got a doctor coming, and Victor he's seriously one of the best and a stand up guy, I promise.

[evite]

Victor? ( she's trying her best not to sound totally in disbelief... but alex probably knows better. ) You're on a first-name basis with Dr Frankenstein.

( the world is truly trying her patience. )

Okay. Okay. No, I mean, this is totally fucking bonkers and my arms feel like I'm being stabbed by a million really pissed off hornets, but... it's fine, it's totally fine.

God, I need a drink.

[otherflash]

I was thinking more along the lines of pizza.
But your secret is safe with me.

[ And he isn't just talking about the hug. ]

Think you're going to pull through?

[evite]

( there's a bit of a delay on skye's end. it's mostly her fiddling with the network tech, tinkering and tweaking enough so that the message is encrypted. it's not perfect — someone who really wanted to dig through her jerry-rigged coding could if they tried hard enough — but it'll do for now. )

i could probably eat an entire pizza right now
but i'd kill somebody for some actual painkillers

i feel like i'm getting stabbed by my bones

[otherflash]

I can deliver on the pizza, not so much on the pain meds.
I might be able to expedite the healing process though.

[ Temporarily lending her some of his speed might allow her to briefly gain access to the fancy accelerated healing abilities speedsters have. It most likely wouldn't fix her up completely, but it would significantly cut down on the time it would take her to recover normally. ]

[evite]

i want you to know i've tried every searchable combination of black market pain med drug supply known to man and still no results

this place can't be that goody two shoes
every city has the dude on the corner hawking vicodins
i just have to find him here

( will she say no to pizza? definitely not. as long as it's not pineapple. )

but i'm open to whatever you're suggesting, senor speedy

[jolting]

Not every world has my story.

I promise.

[11calls]

Yeah, he's helping me with something. [Like not sleeping for a two years.] But he really is an amazing guy, Skye, I promise.

What happened?

[otherflash]

Maybe they all decided to close up shop after making a fortune from the sickness going around last month.

But I know a few people who might have better luck.
I'll put them on the case.
Leaving your name out of it of course.

[ There will be pineapple pizza among others. He never brings just one. ]

I can swing by after the good doc has a proper look at you?

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[seeingscarlet]

What happened? Are you all right?

[evite]

i overdid it on the weird girl workout, i think

( she'd been trying to quake down a basketball from its pinched spot between a backboard and a net. after thirty minutes of attempting, this had been her reward. not super encouraging. )

know anywhere i could pick up some good pain meds?

[evite]

i guess this is the part where you tell me your world has you instead?

( but alex is vouching for him, and alex has proven to be a friend. his promise is just a cherry on top. as for her address... well, skye does her best to send that privately. no need for extra eyes on her just yet. )

i'm in the singles wing. ninth floor, room 6. can't miss it.

[seeingscarlet]

I think you need a new hobby then.

[Geez, it looks like she fell off a building or something.]

You stay where you are and I bring them to you?

[evite]

I'll take your word for it. ( besides... ) I didn't really feel like running up a tab at the ER a month in, anyway, so I guess beggars can't be choosers.

( though, in all fairness, she's not sure there really would be a tab. maybe healthcare's free. maybe the moon is not-so-secretly a socialist's wet dream. she doesn't know, though, because she never bothered to look. because going to the er means having your medical issues written down, committed to records other people can search. it means she can't keep her shit under lock and key if she wants to. )

It's... a long story. A weird story. Which kind of seems like the theme lately.

[evite]

i'm definitely not moving any time soon
good luck getting me off this couch

( it's a good thing skye works remotely. if she had to commute into an office on the regular like this, she might be calling out more often than not. )

i have beer in the fridge if you're up for that
otherwise i'll owe you one

[evite]

if you trust them, i guess it can't hurt
are they all members of your after school specials club?

( or are they special in other, more relevant ways? )

and if you're not going to find me vicodin on demand, the least you can do is dazzle me with your company

[seeingscarlet]

Do you need anything else? I can bring you food too

Don't worry about it.