017 ☣ Infirmary post + some housekeeping things

[fridgetothefire]

[Backdated to Tuesday]

[She's been in the infirmary since late Sunday night, but she spent most of Monday sleeping. She looks a little pale, propped against pillows, hooked up to an IV, but she seems comfortable enough.]

Hello, barge.

I am so bored. Worse, I can't read without getting a headache right now. So.

[She holds up an infirmary clipboard, the paperwork turned over so she could draw neat, careful charts on the back.]

Come in, sign up for a half-hour time slot and book. Books are sorted by genre and how many hours I estimate it will take to finish them. If you read to me, I'll bake you something nice later.

[OOC: feel free to ignore the regimented tyranny of storytime and talk to her about whatever, either on the network or via spam.]


[Private spam for Ben, before the attacks.]

[She knocks on his door, a cold, shaken look on her face.]

Comments

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I don't know much about Earth books, but... [He smiles very slightly, almost a little shyly.] Back home, I used to like science fiction. [Because of course he did, the nerd.] I think that means something a little different for me than it does for you, though.

[fridgetothefire]

What does it mean for you?

[Because she's trying to imagine it and it's fascinating.]

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Well, there's a lot less in the way of fantastic spaceships and speculation about what could be happening the next planet over, from what I can tell. No men from... [Oops. Anya, what is your solar system again?] ...Mars?

[fridgetothefire]

Yeah, sometimes.

What's there more of?

[itstopped]

The parts we haven't managed yet. Time travel. 5D. Various theories on human evolution.

[Pause.] Earth.

[fridgetothefire]

What's earth like in your stories?