¡peligro! x 005 x audio

[gloryisbullshit]

I need a doctor. [The microphone is rattling against his skin, a little louder than his breath over the feed.] I need a--I need a surgeon.

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video:

[charring]

Dude? You okay?

video;

[greenisnteasy]

Party? What's wrong?

[He's puny. He's messed up. What do you think's wrong, Banner? Bruce's expression flickers and he shakes his head.]

[video]

[gloryisbullshit]

[He switches the feed, but the camera is not staying still for long. He tries! He's just jittery!] Fuck yeah, I'm shiny. Peachy. Real real...peachy, hey, you sure you don't smoke?

Re: [video]

[charring]

I don't smoke, man. Sorry. Suddenly wishing I had a cigarette for you. You look like you need it.

[video]

[gloryisbullshit]

[Sorry for the motion-sickness cam, it's just--this fucking communicator--] Yer not a surgeon.

[greenisnteasy]

No, but I've got a good understanding of anatomy, steady hands, and a medical degree. What's wrong? What do you need a surgeon for?

[gloryisbullshit]

[A mild screech of disapproval, but it's so mild.] Nah! I don't need shit, just a fuckin doctor. You sure you ain't a doctor?

[ Audio - Private ]

[goodluckkobra]

Party, where are you?

[ There's an odd rustling sound and he's out of breath. ]

Is it him? Did he find you?

[charring]

Little too young.

[ video ]

[noblexcompanion]

[ Donna is battling her own hallucinations - and not doing all that good a job of it. Doesn't mean she can't check the network now and then. So hi, have a worried ginger on the screen. ]

Seb!? Are you alright??

[gloryisbullshit]

Cuz. I. Need. Surgery, right, cuz I need surgery? No one puts on a shoe when they want a fuckin hat.

[BUT, UH.] But, uh. Look, you got a knife, like a clean knife?

[private]

[gloryisbullshit]

M'home, I'm--what? No! What, no, but--wait, who?

[video]

[retrograding]

... Party. [ He sounds calm enough. Even if he isn't. ]

[video]

[gloryisbullshit]

Fine, I'm fine! Look! [And look! A rushed pan up and down his body. All in one piece!] Why y'ask if I'm alright, I'm fine, I just wanna doctor!

[video]

[gloryisbullshit]

[Oh no, don't be calm, now he looks stupid.] Hmm?

[video]

[retrograding]

What's the surgeon for? Are you hurt? Where are you?

[gloryisbullshit]

Tsk. Yeah. Yeah, reckon that's...true. But if you were, you would right?

[gloryisbullshit]

I'm home, Jet, I'm at home, okay? I just gotta get--I have this--thing. Look, I gotta get it out.

[retrograding]

What thing? [ He's already coming home - he'd been following the voice, which he knows is a bad idea, he just can't place where he's heard it before... ] What do you need to get out?

[charring]

Probably. Depends on what the 'what' is.

[private]

[goodluckkobra]

Korse! Fuckin' Korse is here. I fought 'im.

[ More rustling and his voice turns into a whisper. ]

I'm coming. I'm coming, so hang on.

[private]

[gloryisbullshit]

I just--fuck! [Let him--aha! Privatized!] Jet, I'm bugged, I think I'm bugged. I can feel it.

[gloryisbullshit]

What? Get home. Hurry up, what's ETA, how long?

[gloryisbullshit]

Just a minor alteration, a couple stitches! You can say you would, it's the thought's all that matters, mama.

[goodluckkobra]

Just a couple minutes. I was at the church.

[ If Party's hurt. If something happened to him, Kobra was going to kill someone. ]