[Network Video]

[work_wife]

Good Morning I guess?

[Was it morning? Was it late at night? These thirty hour days were really messing up Robin's sense of time, especially with it being winter and all of that and the days being long and so many other things. But of course that's not relevant because, well... The video makes it very clear that she's not in a place that makes sense to be. There's a big icy and rocky wall behind her. This... is probably a problem?]

Two things? First, is there a way that we can edit that map thingy on these little devices? Like, maybe survey where all the really deep pits are in Temba and mark them on the map? Maybe put up cones around them as a warning? Actually, more maps sounds good. Maybe some of the ships too, because I got lost there a few times because they're so big.

[A Robin Buckley in stress will talk. A lot. Don't mind her. She's working up to it.]

As for the second thing...

[She turns the device to pan around the space she's in. Which is more stone. More ice. Then it tilts up to see the sky far above and the snow falling thickly down. Down into the hole that Robin has clearly fallen into.]

Also, can anyone, like, fly? I'm sorta trapped? Underground. In one of those holes. I'd tell you where but, you know, lack of map having them? Um. Help? Please? Soon? It's really cold and still snowing.

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[work_wife]

Hotel. I live there.

[Wait, what's that? She pauses and looks up.]

I think someone is here. Maybe they'll help. But also, um, how do you set an alarm on this? It does that?

[Wesker, you might have just gotten someone who wants to learn from you. Don't do this to yourself.]

[sunglassesincluded]

[ Don't worry, he's not going to teach anyone anything. Hence he simply skips the questions. ]

So you are safe.

[ If so he has other things to do. ]

[work_wife]

For the moment, yes. Thank you for your concern though.

[sunglassesincluded]

[ Concern? Hardly. But they can't afford losing anyone from their meager group regardless how insignificant their lives may be. ]

Make sure you make it to the hospital and have Dr. Takemi look you over.

[work_wife]

Roger! I'm sure this guy is going to insist on it, actually. But, well, maybe one of the other medics can do it, you know?

[Listen, she can't talk to Dr. Takemi. She's intimidating!]

[sunglassesincluded]

If you are afraid of the Doctor, I will not argue your decision. Just remember that she is our only actual medical professional.

[work_wife]

Hey, people have those medical things!

[sunglassesincluded]

And you assume that the medical knowledge imposed on someone through an alien data orb is comparable to the experience earned over years of working with and tending to actual human bodies.

You are more of a fool than I took you for.

[work_wife]

Wow, you're really an ass, aren't you?

[sunglassesincluded]

It's called being right.

[work_wife]

Is it though?

[sunglassesincluded]

Yes. Now stop wasting my time and see the doctor.

[work_wife]

Whatever you say.

[Not doing what you say.]