" ..! "

" .. Rocket-? "

No, this probably wasn't him. Or atleast the one he knew. Medkit stifled a sigh, turning his head to face whereever that voice came from.

No fanfare this time, nor was there anything accompanying the voice-- Not even the harmless poison that followed him whenever he interacted with the Medic.

[ " Oh. Wh-- " ]

[ " Meddy?? What the phuck happened???-- Wait. " ]

[ " ..Shit. How the hell-- " ]

" Don't go acting like you don't know what you did.. Get out. Get out of my house. "

There was a hostility in his tone that wasn't there before welcoming Ghostspace back, his fur bristled up and his muscles tense, growling. It seems that good ol' paranoia is kicking back to get him.. Big time. Really unfortunate too, they were just managing to somewhat get along, but now it's back to square one! And this time the Medic was the one with venom in his voice, quite literally!

[ While Subspace has a coughing fit, Scythe went through the trouble of carrying him back here. May the Deities bless her, what a nice person. ]

-- NINTENDO DEADSPACE (@comet-carnage) ft. DRIFTER SCYTHE (@drifterduet)

Medkit appeared to be a bit caught off guard by the sudden arrival of those two.

" I- sigh welcome back, subspace.. How did you even manage to vanish like that? You don't even have any le- "

His attention turned to the other demon in the room, Scythe. She seemed pretty different though.. Unfortunate that he can't exactly make out the details right now.

" .... "

" … Pink. And teal. "

[ It tilts it's head, arms limp by its side and strung by floating threads, wearing a familiar face. ]

-- CAGED MARIONETTE (@partycage)

Medkit stared, eye wide as it cleared up, making out the features of the puppet infront of him, the tip of his tail twitching.

" Partyhat..? "

-- GHOSTSPACE (@comet-carnage)

-- NINTENDO DS (@comet-carnage)

Medkit furrowed his eyebrows, hesitating for a moment. First of all, this is Subspace, the Ghost Subspace became physical again so he wouldn't really want to be anywhere near him in the first place.. Two, he definingly doesn't want whatever grime looked to be on Subspace's bandages to get on him.

He sighed. Ghostspace has been relatively harmless ever since they first interacted, so he just decided to oblige and pick him up, placing him on the chair so that atleast he wasn't lying on the g r o u n d. He uh.. Might want to wash that before sitting back down.

Then again, what does it matter.

" I hope you don't expect me to go carrying you around everywhere. "

[ He has a phone right now. Not sure where he got it from. Still on the floor.. When you don't pay attention, it really looks like you have a dead body laying around in the house.

[ Well, technically-- ]

..and uh,

[ His eye squinted, looking at the screen. ]

What's.. a-- [ cough ][ wheeze ]"subkit yaoi"--

-- NINTENDO DEADSPACE (@comet-carnage)

Medkit nearly jumped.. Apparently he did kind of forget that he was alive. Or.. Still there, atleast. To be fair on him, the ghost has been disappearing quite often lately. Nor is he quite used to him being here for so long.

*They really want you to wear that dress*

-💉 anon

" ... "

Medkit scowled, though huffed and took the outfit.

" If it'll get you to stop asking, then fine. "