OOC: PART III
@sappy-red-algae @astr1d-vo1d-cea @salt-thetech-duck
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[still hypnotises Michael walked over to a wall monitor, typed in the admin password and summoned one of the remote access files]
[Stylone wilted subtly, even more than it was already wilted]
What did you do to Betty?
Jesus.....
{Astrid slams him against the wall with her metal arm, griping his shoulder and nearly breaking it}
You have exactly ten seconds to explain what the hell is going on here.
What is that thing? And what did you do to your kid?!
@medtec-official
[Stylone moved Mike away from Astrid, stopping her from slamming him]
He won't tell us if we hurt him
[Salt, however moved in, fists clentched, and plugged its cyberdeck into the computer, taking all the information in an instant]
Kill him If you Want Astrid.
Huh... My parents taught me a COMPLETELY different philosophy....
I say we start with his fingers...
Astrid, Salt, you will Not torture this scientist.
[Stylone's biorhythms projected outwards]
[the beeper recoiled in disgust, clearly reacting to the biorhythm much more differently than terrans would]
Grrrrgh...
{She slams her helmet on as fast as possible}
DON'T USE THAT FILTHY BIORYTHM ON ME AGAIN, POND SLIME!!!
FINE, I WON'T TORTURE HIM! ^_^
{She giggles to herself and pulls the surgical laser off her belt}
We got the information, let's just space this creep...
@salt-thetech-duck
[Stylone quickly pulls Astrid into its body pouch. There, it puts vines through the smallest microscopic gaps of her powerarmor possible and lathers her body in class-Es]
No spacing. Sorry.
[Salt did not like that]
{Muffled}
Rrrrhhhggghhh.........
Atttt leasttt lettt mmme shock himmm.....
{She's immediately blitzed and spaces out in the haze of Xenodrugs in her system}
Sure cutie, but I need to *ACTUALY* treat your wounds first
[Stylone's vines proceeded to analyze the damage caused by Astrid's first encounter with Betty]
PSHHHHHHHHH NNNO FAIRRRR........
YOUree aLwaYs GrabBin meee N STUF....
Youuuree meannn...... Heh...hehhe.....
Immgonna beatt youuu uppp....
{Her struggling is weak and uncoordinated}
[Stylone's vines explored the wound, anagesics and painkiller xenodrugs coating every vine]
Astrid, this is horribly infected! This must've hurt so much, why did you try to go "push past the pain"??
{Slurred speech}
I ain't no pussy bitch..... I'm stronger than anyone in this Goddamn facility and I don't stop just cuz I got stabbed a little. You should never stop at pain, no matter how much, it's called being a good soldier. You wouldn't know anything about that because you're weak, you look like ass, you're wilting more than a Christmas tree in February....
Big sis, that's exactly why I'm taking a floret bloom. I simply can't take more, even when taking care of myself to the best of my ability. You on the other hand Didn't even disinfect the wound! You simply closed it shut with pressure and walked. Pain is the first sign that something isn't going right! And you're so much more than a soldier! You're a genius, you're a good friend, you're very empathetic, You're a marine biology enthusiast!
[carefuly, the entire wound was disinfected, clearing out all the poisonous bacteria. The circulatory system was also explored, to check if there were any signs of sepsis]
Fuck off and make yourself someone else's problem, you're not my sister, you'll never be my sister, you'll never even be worthy of remembering once you're out of my hair. Just go away and never come back, all you ever do is make things worse.
You're projecting your own weak emotions onto me and forming delusions. I'm a soldier, it's all I am, I was born to kill. You're right about me being a fucking genius, but if you think there's anything but OCNI in my blood you're wrong. I'll fight and die for Terra, and I will secure the motherland once I'm done here. I'm here for Marmalade and Marmalade alone. You can get ripped apart for all I care, try it, I dare you to prove me wrong..... make my fucking week, seafoam.
[Stylone paid No mind to Astrid's words, instead waiting for her to take Notice of what She's saying, while focusing on clearing all the infections, closing the wound, fixing the Bones in place with phytotech implants, and so much more, effectively restoring her leg. It wasn't a clean job by affini standards, a veterinarian would've done so much Better, but at least Astrid won't lose her leg]
Astrid, how are you holding up with the brain implant?
It's fine.
Are we done here? Or are we gonna dick around some more?
I don't have time for this...
Ohohoo It's not fine. You openly denied your identity. Maaybe because you're Feeling threatened, maybe because of an episode due to the implant. Anyhow, no, we're not done yet. We're going to have to go visit Betty. Consider me a secondary power armor
[Stylone gave Astrid a surgical laser caster. At the Same time, multiple strands of red seaweed pooled on its feet and formed into little critters. This was just enough for Salt to yank one of its limbs away from Stylone's vines, and try to free itself]
[salt's code finished triangulating the source of the screams. Stylone was forced to follow as it started running down the corridor they came from]
LET GO YOUR SULLIED, DISGUSTING VINES OFF OF THIS UNIT, YOU MISSHAPEN, MALNOURISHED PIECE OF SYNTHETIC PLASTIC POSING AS SEAWEED
[Alas, Stylone pulled Salt toewards the corridor on a leash, even as it litetaly dug its heels on the ground, grabbed on anything and Everything, dug its telescopic limbs on the floor, and so on. Salt's efforts only managed to slow Stylone]
[the scream started getting more silent as if the transmission source was eaten]
















