[Network Video]

[butterfly_kiss]

[The video is brief, but does it ever paint a picture. One of the rooms in the hospital meant for seeing patients is... An absolute mess. Is that blood on the floor? Bits of styrofoam scattered about, cabinets opened, and all in all the place looks messed up.

Throughout the slow pan through the room there's the punctuating sound of a sharp and heavy shoe tapping against the floor in an impatient rhythm.]

Alright. Who the fuck made this mess? Because you owe me cleaning services. Or a bribe to look the other way. And probably a vodka martini.

Seriously, I will stress to everyone that hospitals need to be clean to ensure maximum safety for the health of patients. It's right up there with, and I can't believe how many times I've had to say this no smoking!

I swear, you're all going to give me an aneurysm. And then you'll all have to see Albert for your medical care while my little pup tries to get me back on my feet.

Comments

[video]

[the_tailor]

Yeah, I'm pretty sure I've only seen hospitals looking like that in horror movies.

[Ye gods.]

[butterfly_kiss]

You've never been in surgery. But we have it cleaned up after that.

[the_tailor]

Well, not here at least. But I've been in hospitals and they still don't look like that.

[butterfly_kiss]

Again, surgery. But I understand your point. And I'm very annoyed someone did this to my space.

[voice]

[ashwantstobattle]

I don't know who made the mess, but Pikachu and I will help you clean up.

[butterfly_kiss]

No you will not. There are always potential risks when it comes to inhalation of cleaning chemicals and the sorts of face masks I have to compensate are sized for adults.

[ashwantstobattle]

[ Ash is really not a fan of all these adults treating him like he's helpless or scolding him for just trying to help. All he did was offer. ]

Man, ya coulda just said 'no thanks.'

[butterfly_kiss]

[He's not helpless. He's just a kid.]

If I'd just said 'no' would you have argued with me to try and explain why you should get to help? Did explaining why up front help prevent htat?

[ashwantstobattle]

I wouldn't have tried to argue. [ to his credit, he does sound genuinely confused. ] I might've ask if you were sure but you said no, so that's that, right?

Video

[spinsandneedles]

[Oh good, it's like a room straight out of a horror flick. Always a fun time!]

Geez, it looks like someone had a straight up brawl in there. Do you want some help cleaning that up?

[butterfly_kiss]

[Excuse the woman for staring. Well, since the camera is still pointed at the room she can't be seen staring. But the foot tapping stops.]

You're not human.

[spinsandneedles]

[That's fine, Sonic will just continue to look at blood room and be creeped out by it.]

Oh, right, I keep forgetting you guys are all from weird planets. I'm a hedgehog.

[butterfly_kiss]

Pull the other leg, that one has bells on it.

[It doesn't.]

Seriously, the next thing you know you're going to claim your name is Sonic.

Video

[crystalmaster]

What the ... ?!

[Radley feels terrible he had no idea the hospital was being torn into, especially when he was one of the few left behind and hence, might have possibly been able to do something.]

When I get off at the diner, I can drop by and help you clean up.

[butterfly_kiss]

[Oh Radley, will you ever stop being one of her favorites? In fact, unlike the tone of the video before or the tone she's taking with anyone else, with Radley her voice is lower, softer, definitely more pitched toward approving charm. She can't help it. It's just her way of showing appreciation.]

Very much appreciated. Did I tell you I missed competently made meals while we were locked away? I owe you a few times over, especially if you help here. If you need any favors, be sure to let a lady know.

[crystalmaster]

[Radley has to smile.]

Oh, of course. I missed bringing you your meals too. I look forward to getting back to that. Should I bring something now to give strength for cleaning up?

[butterfly_kiss]

[Yeah, he's in her top three.]

Oh I'd appreciate that. I've got a long day of scrubbing to get this place properly suitable for patients again.

[newmemorywhodis]

Link does not respond to Tae's network post.

But evidently, he's still seen it. As not long after she makes it, he shows up at the hospital. Finds the room she's in - and the mess.

"...You need help?" he says. Looking around, Link would hazard a guess that the answer is yes.

[butterfly_kiss]

Somehow she's not shocked when he shows up. By the time he does she's actually got cleaning supplies out. And without question she thrusts a mop at him.

"You know how to use this?"

[newmemorywhodis]

Link takes the mop. Grips it on two hands, feeling out the weight of it.

And then stabs it into empty air several times, a succession of quick, short jabs. It’s the kind of movement one would expect from a spear, not a broom.

…Link may not, in fact, know how to use a mop.

[butterfly_kiss]

Uh, what?

"That's definitely not how you clean," she says with a sigh.

Yeah, Tae was growing more and more certain she was going to work on this room for a few days all on her own.

[in_extremis]

Health and safety were completely at the forefront of Iron Man's mind as he crunched down at the doors to the hospital, jets still ticking as he shoved his way in and came stomping across the tiles. It was just a very pragmatic approach to health, focused on the greater good of a fragile community, one that was broadly opposed to torture. The specific health of one person and their bones was a reasonable cost. "Dr. Wesker!" he called, not interested in searching room to room with the tension humming up his spine. "Take a break, I was hoping to take you out. It's time we got to know each other."

Even with all of that urgent energy, Iron Man didn't get far before he was coming to a dead stop, one hand out to prop open what was supposed to be a random door, and what turned out to be concealing a bloodbath. He stared, thrown off by the mess, that anxiety only mounting with the nagging horror that he hadn't acted fast enough, he should have done something when Eddie had gotten sick, who's blood was that?

[butterfly_kiss]

Wesker? Who is calling his name, and with such a tinny tone? Well, not urgently important as Tae, finished with her video, is fetching cleaning supplies. Which explains why she's not in the room when Tony arrives to boggle over the state of the exam room.

"A real mess, isn't it?" Tae asks as she comes out of the nearby supply closet with a bucket, mop, and various scrubbing utensils and sees the metal form there. "And to whose metal plated flanks do I have the honor of speaking?"

Imagine not having any clue who Iron Man was. She hadn't had a chance to see this side of Tony yet.

[in_extremis]

"Tae!" That accounted for one likely victim, though Iron Man had to take her face in both hands to make sure she was actually intact, like she had appeared carrying funeral flowers rather than a mop. "You're okay, god, I thought that was all that was left of you." So distracted, he didn't entirely understand her question, thinking for a moment that the blood was from a head injury and she had forgotten him, leaving him squishing her cheeks for much longer than he should have before the helmet emitted a crackling noise of alarm, then the faceplate lifted to reveal Tony's concerned frown. "It's me. Don't freak out, I know, the bodyguard thing is really convincing, I'm very clever," he said, already abandoning the train of thought as he continued to speak and turning back toward the crime scene, hands open then with all of the questions he didn't know how to begin with.

[butterfly_kiss]

The voice sounds almost familiar up close. But the bigger issue is the touch she most definitely did not consent to. Which of course makes her pull back because that's far too familiar for a stranger to-

And then it's just Tony. Still shocked, just a whole different sort of shock. That said, she does thrust the mop handle into his hand. Someone's just been recruited.

"I guess if I am ever tempted to ask what music you're into I'll just remember this moment and know it's metal, won't I?" she says as she steps past him. "Do you often prepare for Halloween in the middle of the summer? I suppose your costume is rather hard to make so it's fair. And you're pretending to be what, a body guard? I don't think I see it."