mental link: you're welcome.

[sistershoggoth]

( Who's the medic around here, I think I for serious picked up some fuckin' alien STD from getting dunked into that thing's throat. Like, this ugly fucker in my chest has been sealed for years but it's dripping green. What the fuck what the fuck what the fuck. )

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[lavelly]

( Er, I could take a look at it, but that doesn't sound like any disease I've ever heard of. )

bring it!!!

[sistershoggoth]

( Yes! Look at it! It's like radioactive green, fuckin' gross. )

[lavelly]

[This sounds like exactly the kind of thing he doesn't want to do.]

( I need to know where you are first. ) [Read: please don't send him mental images.]

[sistershoggoth]

( Around, fuck if I know. I'll meet you... whatever. Somewhere? Pick a place! )

he regrets so much

[servitor]

( Annie this better not be contagious. )

does now.

[sistershoggoth]

( Hey, we haven't even fucked yet. Fuck me before you start bitching about my weird alien diseases, ok?! )

jesus christ annie

[servitor]

[Let it be felt through the entire brood that he's scrubbing his face regretting having ever said anything but he's committed now, he has to see this through.]

( There's more than one way for a disease to be contagious. You're not even sure what it is. )

yuuuuuuup.

[sistershoggoth]

( Not like I've rubbed my tits all over you recently, but all you gotta do is ask. )

[hymnals]

( If you need healing, I can help you. )

[sistershoggoth]

( What's-his-fuck says I don't smell diseased, but I'm down for a second opinion. )

[hymnals]

[ EVOCATIVE ... ]

( I'm in the gardens. Where are you? )

[sistershoggoth]

( Of course you are, freaking elves... )

[ It's not that she's actually against elves so much as kind of exasperated by the entire concept of any of the fantasy lander stuff being real. She regularly accuses Noctis of talking about imaginary shit when he tells her about his world.... ]

( I'm coming, hang tight. )

[ She's easy to spot on approach, the stain down the front of her shirt is in fact bright fucking green. ]

[somnifacient]

[What.]

(This is why being swallowed by an alien is a bad idea and you should never do it again.)

[sistershoggoth]

( How is this my fault?! I was just playing to the audience, ok. Blame what's his tentacled fuckin' face for his weirdass predilections. )

[somnifacient]

(Yeah and look where that's gotten you now. Your chest is 'dripping green'.)

[By the Six, that just sounds gross and is very, very worrying.]

(It's not painful, is it? Maybe there's someone here who can take a look at it.)

[sistershoggoth]

( It doesn't hurt. )

[ She's quick to reassure him of that. ]

( It's just gross and it's an old ass scar, it shouldn't be doing this. Got some of the elves lookin' at me, but i don't get magic. )

[redheadcarrier]

( Gee, thanks for sharing. )

[sistershoggoth]

( You are so freaking welcome, baby cakes. )

[redheadcarrier]

( Baby cakes? Really? )

[sistershoggoth]

( What, you can be sarcastic with me and I can't be flippant with you? Fair's fair. )

[deployed]

( It might be the paint, not the alien. )

[ he....lp...ful??? ]

[sistershoggoth]

( Are you oozing green shit from your tits? What about Murphy. )

[deployed]

( Not yet. )

[ inappropriately timed sarcasm............ ]

( I don't know if we have a medic. The pods might help. )

[earthborn]

( Well, if you did, it's not contagious, as far as I can tell. )

[She should know right?]

[sistershoggoth]

( Give it a week, lemme know if your tits turn green. )

[ Joking, probably. ]