ss_buttcrack: (thousand yard stare)
John Crichton ([personal profile] ss_buttcrack) wrote in [community profile] come_sailaway 2022-09-23 06:41 pm (UTC)

"It's okay. Nothing some coffee and an Advil can't fix." He's no stranger to rude awakenings. He does appreciate the apology, though.

"I actually do have someone this time. Her name is Tendi and she's from, well, space but from a much more advanced and well-equipped ship. She's a medic so she'll know what she's doing." She also seemed remarkably level-headed in the face of...all this. So, he trusts her not to freak out. She was the inquisitive type so she'll probably have questions but he'll see what he can do to head her off.

"I'm going to give her a buzz on the phone so just hang tight there for a second."

Crichton will whip out this fancy future technology phone and fire off a text message to Tendi: Hope I'm not waking you too early. I need a favor. My roommate Arthur pulled some stitches out. I'm no medical officer, so I was hoping you might be willing to come check him out? Cabin 127. Thanks.

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