forum SPACE RP HELL YEAH [CLOSED]

Started June 24, 2018 by @ThatBackgroundSlytherin

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(LEZ GO)
Cody glanced at the gash on his arm, speeding up as he walked down the hall. He held his handkerchief to it, trying to stop the bleeding. He entered the medbay. "Hey Terrance! Can I have some assistance?"

Terrence glanced up as Cody entered, holding an already-bloody-as-hell handkerchief to his arm.

"Ah hell, Cody. Man, what did do?"

He stood up and fished in the first-aid kit on his belt for gauze and his bandage roll. He gestured to the table, "Lay your arm there."

Cody did as instructed. "Well I did another stupid. I dropped a wrench down in between a crack and reached in to get it without protection and the edges of the crack were really sharp so here I am." He answered.

Terrence chuckled as began to wipe away the extra blood, "Damn. I was hoping you got snagged trying to tame a lion. That seems more your thing. Honestly man, you're allowed to lie to me, so long as you don't think you're about to die."

Cody blinked. 'That would have been nice to know! Now I feel extra stupid!"

"It's alright. We've all screwed up, right?" Terrence slowly but firmly bandadged the wound, "It'll hurt for a while, but grit your teeth and you'll pull through. If any ladies ask me what happened, I'll make sure to give 'em a story." He gave Cody a heavy pat on the back.

"Better tell the guys too." Cody laughed. "Thanks Terrence!"

"Oh, and hey?" Terrence called after him, "You heard anything from command about where we're goin' next? I been couped up in this pen for too long, cap."

Cody paused. 'Now that you mentioned it, I am receiving a conference call in a little. I'll tell you all about it afterwards!"

"Good to hear," Terrence answered, then sighed, "…and just in time, too. I've already run out of laser scalpel batteries, and I am NOT going to use weapon energy cells to power them. Keep me posted."

"Will do." Cody mocked saluted.

Missy was sleeping on a couch in the "main room". She'd fallen asleep last night doing a supply count past midnight and was slightly drooling. Her hair was a bird's nest.

Cody strolled in and stop to admire her rat's nest of hair. "Missy." He poked her cheek.

Missy snored.

Sharpy was in the kitchen making cookies. Why? Because cookies.

Cody shook his head. "Wake. Up."

Missy groaned. Her eyelids flickered open. She stared dumbfounded at Cody. "What?"

"Do you wanna see my killer scratch?"

"What?!" Missy rubbed her eyes.

"Do you want to see my killer scratch?" He asked a little louder. "I got it from a crack."

"What are you talking about?" Missy snapped, still dizzy from sleep.

Cody flinched at her sharp reply. "I dropped a wrench in the crack in the floor down in the engine room? I reached in and the jagged edges got me…"

Missy noticed the scratch and gagged.

"Oh sorry. " Cody cringed. Why do you mess everything up?

"No, you're-" Missy gagged again and looked down. "Sorry. I don't like blood. Why I'm not a medic, reason number one."