daisy023 | REPORT 013 :: CATHARSIS // VOICE

This is Spartan TwentyThree.

New feathers. Any and all UNSC forces in the area. Respond.

... I'm back.

[ENCRYPTED TO CLINIC PERSONNEL // TOP SECRET // EYES ONLY]

What equipment do we have in the Clinic?

[ENCRYPTED TO VALVALIS // TOP SECRET // EYES ONLY]

Thank you. I mean it.

[ENCRYPTED TO PAPRIKA // CLASSIFIED // EYES ONLY]

Ma'am. That offer for treatment. Is it still standing?

[ENCRYPTED TO SUPERMAN // CLASSIFIED // EYES ONLY]

...

[She sounds meek when she asks.]

Can we talk?

[ACTION FOR HOUSE 20]

[Comm matters taken care of, she goes to House Twenty, having quite remembered the matter of the hat, and it's implications. With two knocks on the front door, the armored figure calls out.]

Mr. Castagnier.

[After that...]

[Later in the day, having gotten the package, the 7ft tall girl in red armor goes to the Clinic, hat in hand, to see if there's equipment there to see if there are hairs in it to analyze for DNA. Yes, for her, that damned hat is that important.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

...

Doctor Mizuno is capable of that? [This comes as a surprise to Robert. Not a bad surprise, mind you; just a surprise. (The bad part already happened.)]

... And you are correct, but unfortunately little of this place is particularly predictable in terms of its standardization policies.

That, and I have not seen any evidence of even basic cell culturing. [Yeah, he's gonna go be a sad panda of an astrobiologist soon.]

I've seen her do it. [It is fun.]

[She takes off her helmet to be able to caress her forehead.] Too little equipment. We'll need someone's ice cream space again.

[This is of course joking, but it means not only that they'll need someone to freeze it, but that they'll probably have to either fool the Malnosso into giving them the equipment, or build the gear themselves.]

Well, in that case, she might be willing. [Robert kind of wants to see it himself ~~though he'd be horrified if she flash-froze anything living~~ now. He likes getting visual confirmation of things.] And if there are no formal cell cultures here...

... The lack of technology here is so frustrating. [Finally, somebody Robert can baw about technology to! He presses a hand irritably to his face.] Just... everything here is utterly backward. Not a single transport pod to be seen...

[He sighs.] Though I have been able to adjust, it is still unpleasant at times.

Tell me about it.

[She leaves the hat on a nearby table, and since her full weight in armor cannot be laid on a common chair, she just sits on the floor, leaning on a wall.]

Thought it'd be harder for me, though. Still miss much of the tech.

The lack of medical technology is particularly worrying. [Softly:] My... friend... [- because he can accept calling her that, now, in his head -] has... has a condition that could be completely treated in my world. But here there is almost nothing we can do.

It is beyond frustrating, knowing the means exist to fix a problem, and yet being able to access those means.

[And Robert glowers at the floor.]

[Daisy looks at him, then sighs in frustration.

And the radiation-powered machines are brutally primitive, tumors would become an actual threat in here. Most people from the Spartan's universe don't even know what cancer is.]

...There's magic. [...Absurd, it may be, but it was what fixed her armor.]

[Even MRI and PET scanners from the 21st century use weak radioactive compounds to scan properly. So yes, the exposure to radiation is indeed an issue if they were to be used constantly. It's a risk that Robert thinks is worth taking though, especially considering the alternative, which is nothing at all.]

...

I... I do not understand magic. Nor can I use it in any way, as far as I know.

[He does not like trusting things he cannot use or understand, and really, until Daisy mentioned it, he hadn't even thought about it. That's how used to logical things he is.]

I can't, either. [She's that honest, if anything.] But it's an option. Spartans use everything to their favor.

[...Even if said things violate the laws of reality as she knows them.

She walks up to him, offering her hand.]

Maybe we could look for me for this.

... I suppose it makes sense to utilize what we have at our disposal, even if it is... patently illogical in some ways. At least to my universe's physics.

[He notices the hand, and for a beat, he doesn't do anything... hand-touching is something that is extremely poignant for Robert, and means quite a bit.

Eventually he cautiously takes it, and Daisy will probably feel just how weak his grip is. She might be reminded of their time in the AU - but this is an even gentler hold, if that's possible.]

... I would not be... adverse.

REPORT 013 :: CATHARSIS // VOICE | ACTION

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]

[Action]