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@terrence.ephemera

[requiemshark]

You mentioned you were a medic.

[ Guess who's night at Fight Club did not end gently. ]

Any chance you could patch me up?

[preseance]

Of course. It's why I'm here.

Where are you?

@gaby.teller

[myownwoman]

I am German.

I apologize for being prevaricating.

[ but YOU KNOW. ]

@eugene.hicks (cw for non-whitewashed american war history oop)

[preseance]

( don't mind him, he had to look that word up. so this response is somewhat delayed due to how long he spends puzzlin' over words.

his expression's soft, though, pensive when he replies, )

You don't have anything to apologize for.

( he knew enough german that he translated sometimes. they were obligated to treat prisoners well — though, gavin didn't want them keepin' any to begin with. paratroopers moved light, stayed light. they couldn't take wards. couldn't leave 'em behind to be recouped by the enemy. malmedy was a fucking nightmare, but gene has often wondered if it was retaliation for all the conventions they broke.

but he saw ghosts aplenty. german boys. young ones, too — some barely fourteen if they were a day. frightened, lost, callin' out for their folks as any newly dead might. how many trinkets did he take off bodies? how many things did he mail back to families, hopin' to ease their grief? he didn't care about sides. never hated the germans the way albert did the japanese. they were just folk. tryin' to live. wantin' to. the dead kept comin' an' he used to sit awake long nights talkin' to the ones that came to him. bright as a beacon, reg' said. an' all of 'em had the loneliness to 'em only death can bring.

been three years an' some change since the surrender, but the people still carry a lot. hell, ilse brought a pie over when he returned, an' apologized. this little ol' lady who'd looked after him all his life, feelin' like she had to grovel for heritage that weren't her fault, an' that was after losin' her boys in the great war. that'd gutted him, near as bad as anythin' else he saw. he ain't ever even met this gal face to face an' he hurts for her, too. )

I may not have liked why I was in Germany, but I never quarreled with the common folk. It was a beautiful country, and people were kinder than we deserved.

( some of that kindness was fear. the red army wasn't the only one that left devastation in its wake, retaliation for the hard years of war. but a lot, he knows, was just relief at the whole damn thing being done. )

@angela.roberts

[unlucky7]

This isn't related to being a medic so I understand if you don't have an answer, but I could use some help finding recipes that are easy to cook and high with protein. Preferably protein easy to get here.

[preseance]

Sure.

Seems like the most common form of protein here is eggs and the like. Lotta things you can do with them beyond a basic scramble.

What sort of auxiliary ingredients do you have a preference for?

@jyn.erso

[realists]

I got you gloves.

[preseance]

That's very kind of you, Jyn, I appreciate it.

Do you have everything you need for the trip as well?

@kate.bishop

[fledges]

Hey, Gene. I think I saw that you were heading to New Oslo, but do you have a second? I need your help.

[preseance]

Of course. What can I do for you, Kate?

@jyn.erso

[realists]

I want to see a new city. Come with me.

[preseance]

( oh, lordy. he's smiling a bit, one hand lifted to conceal it as he replies, )

I mean, you're speaking to someone from Earth. They mostly ain't new to me.

( he's teasin'. yes they damn well are. )

Where would you like to go?

➙ notif.

[chocolateries]

[Bad username or site: silena @ beauregard] has mentioned you

@kate.bishop

[fledges]

Hey you. Want to take a bored girl shopping?

[preseance]

Ain't a thing I'd protest.

When and where?

@robert.plissken

[overrate]

torn between never talking about that dream again and asking what the fuck

[preseance]

Hell if I know... maybe some of the party favors at that music festival stuck with me a little too well.

I'm sorry for what you had to see, Jay.

@jason.todd late night

[reneger]

yo

got anything going on?

[preseance]

You're only interrupting a hot date, but go on.

( 'hot date' no that is entirely a lie, thank you. )

@jason.todd

[reneger]

check in

[preseance]

You looking out for me, Jason? I'm touched.

( never too early to be a smartass. but a moment later he amends: )

I'm good. You holding up okay?

@robert.plissken

[overrate]

thanks for the food.

what is this one, again?

[preseance]

It's called an Over the Moon chocolate pie. You ought to be eating it with ice cream.

And it has whiskey in it, so don't eat it all in one sitting, if you please.

@kyna.medina

[evocation]

i still haven't met anyone else from alabama
and you still never shared those classified dirty jokes with me

[preseance]

Reckon I just like to be unique like that.

( and then, some hours later, she gets a joke. okay, so it's not dirty, but as a welsh american gene actually found it hilarious so that's what he's sharin'. )

During World War II, four prisoners are captured and brought back to a German base, set to await the death penalty in their cells. The prisoners are a Scotsman, an Irishman, a Welshman and an Englishman.

One morning, a German officer comes in and tells the prisoners, "You are to be lined up and each shot in turn, but before you are shot you get a final wish."

The Scotsman says, "Before I'm shot I'd like to hear Highland Cathedral played on the bagpipes once again, to remind me of the old country."

The German nods, "That can be arranged."

The Irishman says, "Before I die, I'd like to hear Danny Boy sung, in the style of Daniel O'Donnel, with Riverdancers skipping gaily to the tune to remind me of the old country."

The German nods, "That can also be arranged."

The Welshman says, "After them, before I die I'd like to hear Men of Harlech once again, sung by the Treorchy Male Voice Choir, to remind me of the old country."

The German nods, "Yes. That can be arranged."

Hearing all this, the Englishman bursts out laughing.

When the German officer asks "And what is your wish?", he laughs even harder and says;

"Can I be shot first?"

@jason.todd; at like 1500hrs

[reneger]

hey
you free right now? as in, right right now
mild emergency

[preseance]

Jay, I'm beginning to suspect your life ain't nothing but one protracted emergency.

I'm free. What're you needing?

@loki.odinson

[selfimage]

[ just here between this and this. ]

I'm looking for Jason, tell me you've at least seen him.

[preseance]

( lord, but he never envied the captain this part. gene may've had to hold fellas as they passed on, but he didn't have to write letters to their families.

even knowin' death ain't permanent don't ease the sting. still, he ain't one to shirk away from doin' what needs done. )

He came with me on an op. He got shot. Getting him to a med unit now.

( he's still workin' out what loki an' jay's relationship may be, but he knows worry when he sees it, so he just sends along a gps ping so's loki can come along an' fret in his own way. )

@scott.mccall

[commend]

Hey, thanks again for the place to crash. I don't work late tonight and I thought about getting Chinese. Do you like Chinese?

[preseance]

( ah... )

Do I like Chinese what, exactly? Can't say as I've known too many of the folk...

( chinese food, in its modern incarnation, surely were not a thing in small town alabama in the 40s, scott. sorry. )

@august.jónsson

[bloodbathing]

Make it through all right?

[ That totally works as a "hello." ]

[preseance]

Still standing. The rest is just window dressing, I reckon.

How about yourself, fella?

( it actually... surprises him, a little, to have someone reach out to him. generally, it's the other way around. so he's smilin' as he replies. )

@jason.todd

[reneger]

how's my favorite medic?

[preseance]

I'd say a spot better, now.

How about yourself?

@castiel.winchester

[unwings]

Eugene. I wanted to thank you, for your commitment to caring for Dean. In the case that I'm sent away first, it's reassuring to know someone will remain to enforce sleep on him.

[preseance]

Oh, it... I mean, it ain't no thing. He's an easy fella to care about, even though he's exactly the sort that'd deny it outright.

But I do surely understanding wanting folks to be looked after in your absence. Should such a thing come to pass, I'll do my utmost.

How are you holding up with everything?

( he's still a little starstruck, but at least it's an easy thing to conceal with a text-only platform. )

au inbox (@medicos)

[preseance]

@rambleon - backdated some years IDK time is a manmade construct

[righteously]

you're gonna have to go out with me eventually
it's in my horoscope

@jason.todd ; during the event still

[reneger]

check in

like a day later

[reneger]

fuck you too

@ellie.miller

[notathreat]

[While it isn't immediately after the explosion, the message comes quickly.]

Gene? You there??

[preseance]

Yeah.

Where are you?

@robert.plant

[righteously]

( It's gotta be sometime after one a.m., several hours after network squabbling. )

hey
listen
sorry
about that whole

you know
thing

[preseance]

（ he absolutely slapped his implant on dnd so he does not answer this.

at all.

in fact, he goes to new tokyo without bothering to turn it back on, and it isn't until almost a week passed that he troubles himself to turn it back on and he ain't even sorry about the delay. ）

Apology accepted.

Anything else you want?

voice; @clarke.griffin

[strove]

[It's a phone call because she's not in the mood. Will he even pick up?]

[preseance]

（ he has absolutely put his implant on dnd and has zero goddamn intention of answering anyone, except for one little oversight: clarke's on his priority list, and it just so happens that he only disabled incoming text messages.

so the call comes through. he scowls at it faintly, but after a very deliberate pause while he debates how tolerant he is of that irritating chime, he does pick up. ）

Yeah?

@nathan.drake [private]

[nonscriptum]

i'm sorry about all that.

[preseance]

Of all the folks that owe anyone an apology for that entire godawful fucking mess, you're the least of them, fella. Much less to me.

How're you holding up?