What happened to my stuff?

[_vash_]

This is fucking wonderful. I've spent days looking for certain items that have apparently disappeared into thin air. I risk plummeting to my death in a pool of sentient slime and lizard creatures just for the lovely joy yeah right of dodging irate crew members while searching for stuff that isn't here. The clowns around here had better not have

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[liz_cutler]

The eels can be avoided if you come when I'm there. I'm also an entymologist so I can likely develop an anti-toxin if necessary for your bite. I hope you come in soon as that bite does not sound good.

Strike that, I'm coming to you. ::goes to Vash's, chimes door, taps foot, opens door when there is no response. Vash is on the bed with eyes closed. Scans Vash, COMMs steward with instructions to deliver serum#9 and serum#69 with some sickbay equipment. Upon delivery mixes two serums, changing some minor things. Fills hypospray and administers it.::

There you should be better tomorrow. Please come by sickbay when I'm there tomorrow and I'll check on you ~Cutler writes and makes sure note can be seen by Vash upon awakening. There is no need to move her into sickbay.

Wha?

[_vash_]

*wakes up*

*feels neck, then notices note and reads*

Um...good? Or not? This feels kind of...creepy, actually. And I never sleep that deeply usually. Occasionally people I've double-crossed want to get even, so it always pays to be alert. There really must have been something wrong with me if I could sleep through that.

Re: Wha?

[liz_cutler]

::Cutler e-mails Vash:: The bite you suffered had evidence that the insects venom was a strong sedative. I learned this from further study of the scans I did on you when you did not answer the door. You should come to sickbay for a check up. Though there should be no lingering problems, it will be best to make sure.

Crewman Cutler

What sort of funeral arrangements do you prefer?

[qcontinuum]

Since Jean-Luc isn't in this time period at the moment, I suppose I'll have to see to it that the other mortals give you the sendoff you'd prefer (if not the one you'd deserve.)

I was thinking of Valasian blue roselings, actually. And perhaps a Ferengi ceremony where they auction off your body parts to pay for your entrance into the Grand Exchequer. But for obvious reasons I'm hardly an expert on dying protocols.

Just let me know your preferences and I'll make sure everything is arranged when the time comes. You want to get that taken care of as soon as possible, you realize.

Ha. Ha.

[_vash_]

*sarcasm* What a dear, sweet thing you are, Q. I have such fond memories of our time together, you know.

Are you just being your usual charming self, or do you know something I don't? Thought I'd ask.

Wait, I have just been injected with something without my knowledge, in the past, so maybe you've got a point. Damn. I need to find my stuff.