IC ➛ Voicemail

[intendance]

[The voice that comes on is very bright and cheerful.]

I suppose you can leave me a message here! So feel freeeee!

[morgan that is not how you do this, morgan--

Click!]

[ Action: Apt. 14.3 | Voice | Video ]

Comments

[bloodandblunder]

I-I don't mind teaching you, but it's really not that impressive...

[intendance]

[this is why noire needs her retinue of appreciative morgans.]

Don't be silly, Noire! You're always impressive!

Soooo as soon as we can stand up again properly, I'll look forward to that! Did you come up with this, Morgan?

[memlost]

[ 2 vs. 1 in favor of Noire being impressive, tough luck Noire ]

Yep. It was on a whim, but I'm glad we stuck to it! We were debating who had more arm strength, I think. I argued that archers have steel arms by definition.

[bloodandblunder]

And I still think his arm strength is amazing...

[ guys, please. ]

[intendance]

[She just looks back and forth between them.

... .......]

... Okay.

Well. Right noooow, my arms feel like noodles! You know, the limp, wobbly kind you leave too long in the water.

[memlost]

[ you see nothing ]

Which means it's time for you to get back to resting, I'd say. Up you go!

[ Noire's bed it is!! He scoops Morgan up whether she likes it or not and deposits her in aforementioned place. ]

[bloodandblunder]

[ And Noire is already fussing, having tugged her blanket a little more loose to drape it over her best friend. Any excessive movements make her wince, but she'll live. ]

He's right... you shouldn't push yourself.

[intendance]

[Whoa nelly.

Suddenly, being fussed over! But she just laughs, accepting that and edging closer to Noire so she doesn't have to move so much.

And then she peers at Morgan.]

Well, I'm fine! But... Hm. Is this bed too crowded for Morgan too?

[She means this in the most platonic way possible...]

[memlost]

[ what ]

That's all right. I'll take the floor!

[ he likes you guys BUT... ]

[bloodandblunder]

Oh no, hold on-- I can move! [ they don't take up much space here. ]

[intendance]

[don't you get it yet, morgan--affection is what they do here.]

I'll scoot over too! It's worth a little bit of exhaustion and soreness if it means we're all a bit more comfortable together, ha ha!

[memlost]

[ There's affection, and then there's robbing patients of their recovery space... ]

But you guys need... oh, all right.

[ The scooting has already commenced. There is no undoing the scooting. He'll just get himself cozy wherever space opens up... ]

[bloodandblunder]

I don't think we've been this close since that time, when we were all sleeping outside...

A-anyway, it's fine. [ and she'll do her best to give him a reassuring smile. ] Morgan and I can rest just as well like this.

[intendance]

[That one time........ or the other time... all of those times when they were forced to sleep outside.

For her part, Morgan just hums, curling up contentedly on the bed.]

There! Now we're allllll together on this tiny bed. That's much better.

[She seems to mean it, too.]

[memlost]

[ If they insist, he cannot disobey. He'll have pulled his boots off before slotting himself in next to Morgan, snuggling close by necessity. As in he will fall off this bed and bruise a damn hip if he does not snuggle the good snuggle right now. ]

I have to admit it's pretty cozy in here! I kind of miss when we would all sleep together, rain and all.