Not presumptuous at all - thank you for checking in. I'm absolutely amazing. [ And by that he means sore and cold and it took him half an hour to find his clothes this morning, but- ]
Well I have had a look at an alien language or two...
Probably that more than anything. I don't like not being useful, you know? I suppose you could always try and get a game of football or something going.
Pretty sure football is a no-go, unless I can play it without running. Maybe a fierce game of ping pong.
You'd think medical would never be dull during a crisis, but looks like I lucked out this time. [ Except not really, and hey, missing maybe-bodies, so that's sort of exciting? ]
From what Aidan said, it sounds that way. It's usually a good sign when no one's breaking any bones or bleeding to death.
Mm, not too badly. Cold but we've got blankets and coffee. Stretches of boring interspersed with sudden transmissions filled with weird static and disturbing screams. Typical day.
Takes more than this to bring me down, don't worry. You do the same, all right? Can't have you freezing to death before I get chance to share coffee and all my terrible alien-hunting secrets with you.
[ That gets a smile, even if it's a tired one - but you can still hear it in his voice. ]
I'll do my best. Assuming we don't all die horrifically, I'll get in touch after we've both had a chance to catch up on some much-needed sleep. You bring the terrible alien-hunting secrets, I'll make the coffee.
'Assuming we don't all die horrifically' ought to be our new motto. Maybe we can put it up on the wall where the grav couches are.
I think that sounds perfect. It's a date. [ Well not like a date date, that would be way too big an assumption for Tosh to manage. A friend date! With coffee! ]
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voice.
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How are you? Did you end up in the gardens?
voice.
No, I've been in Comms since it started. Which is fine by me, I'd rather be working.
voice.
Or maybe a workaholic. Though I feel you there, I wouldn't mind having a distraction.
voice.
Probably that more than anything. I don't like not being useful, you know? I suppose you could always try and get a game of football or something going.
voice.
You'd think medical would never be dull during a crisis, but looks like I lucked out this time. [ Except not really, and hey, missing maybe-bodies, so that's sort of exciting? ]
How's the Comms front fairing?
voice.
From what Aidan said, it sounds that way. It's usually a good sign when no one's breaking any bones or bleeding to death.
Mm, not too badly. Cold but we've got blankets and coffee. Stretches of boring interspersed with sudden transmissions filled with weird static and disturbing screams. Typical day.
voice.
Make sure you stay warm and sane - or as warm and sane as possible. Wouldn't want to end up stuck in space without at least one resident alien hunter.
voice.
Takes more than this to bring me down, don't worry. You do the same, all right? Can't have you freezing to death before I get chance to share coffee and all my terrible alien-hunting secrets with you.
voice.
I'll do my best. Assuming we don't all die horrifically, I'll get in touch after we've both had a chance to catch up on some much-needed sleep. You bring the terrible alien-hunting secrets, I'll make the coffee.
voice.
I think that sounds perfect. It's a date. [ Well not like a date date, that would be way too big an assumption for Tosh to manage. A friend date! With coffee! ]