013 ⌥ VIDEO. after akito's post.

[femshep]

[ Shepard's been off in the woods (hunting, if you need to know--she was getting stir-crazy) and her Omni-Tool's been acting up (maybe from all of the fiddling with her collar? who knows), so when she finally tunes back in and is met with all kinds of blood and distress, she is Not Pleased. ]

Christ, I'm gone for two goddamn seconds and-... [ Now that she's sure it's transmitting, she's addressing the populace. ]

The hell's going on out there? Is anyone still engaged in combat?

[ Because if so, she's en route. Hell, she might be en route anyway. ]

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[damn_it_jim]

[By now, Bones has concluded that he's distinctive enough as a voice that switching to video would just cost him time he doesn't have to waste. He's outside, by the background noises, and he's travelling on foot at some speed.]

Both the damned things are down, but we've got casualties up to the eyeballs, and not a thing I can do but try and make them comfortable.

Cleanup's going to be a bitch. If you get yourself involved in that, don't touch any of the fragments or spines bare-handed or you'll end up just like the rest of the suffering bastards. The Authorities are locking it down, but if you play nice they might decide to let you risk your neck instead of theirs.

Audio now too. and he doesn't have to tell her about kaidan, if you don't want.

[femshep]

[ So maybe the kid was right, about the death tally. Fuck.

And then there's mention of the Authorities and them 'letting her' do this and that and that's just plain not how it works.

So back to those casualties. ]

Any familiar faces?

[ Her tone's carefully short of grim now. ]

[damn_it_jim]

I'm hoping not. [Bones' tone is grim in the way of a man who knows there really isn't a chance in hell that hope will be rewarded.]

Still on my way to the hospital now. Anyone you want me to look for? Solus and I are as much experts on this as anyone, god help us, so I have a feeling nobody's going to argue if I want to look over patients.

[femshep]

Kerra. Lyall. Anyone from my crew--hell, throw Blondie in there for good measure.

[damn_it_jim]

Blondie. So if she asks about you, should I be calling you Brownie then?

[Because there's no time like a pressing crisis to critique nicknames. There's the sound of hurried feet and indistinct shouts in the background of Bones' mic pickup.]

I'll look into the casualty lists when I get to the hospital. Make sure you don't go adding to them, I wouldn't want to miss my chance at getting that thing out of your neck.

[femshep]

'Blondie's not a baked good.

[ Your argument is invalid. Also, cut the bullshit--that was the last joke Shepard's in any mood to make until her people are accounted for. ]

It'll take something a hell of a lot bigger to take me down. [ Even though she actually has very limited knowledge of what it even is. ] I appreciate the help, though.

[damn_it_jim]

[Blondies are totally baked goods, but Bones' erratic sense of humour is already thin, and no further critiques are forthcoming.]

Don't get cocky, you remind me of my captain when you do that. But I'll look into what I can find for you. Try to stay alive to hear it.

[With that, he signs off. There's triage to tend to and the dying to tally.]

[femshep]

I'll do my best.

Video, I am a terrible person

[theverymodel]

Combat ceased. Extensive casualties. Alenko down.

[He has a lot of calcifying people. He has no time for tact. In theory he knows what tact is.]

[femshep]

Down or out?

[ Both her face and her tone are carefully neutral. ]

[theverymodel]

Out. Unusual circumstances. [sniff] Would like to perform autopsy if patient load lessens before evidence lost to recovery process.

[femshep]

I'd like to say 'granted', but the other one'd probably do her best to have my head for it.

[theverymodel]

Will get all to fill out paperwork later. Clarify authority.