[ 01 ] [ Audio English with a hint of German ]

[graparu]

[The audio feed kicks in to a nauseated groan. Someone really isn't feeling all that great.]

This isn't funny, guys. You know I don't like-- [Ugh.] boats. Ich hasse euch.

[She falls silent there, leaning forward to rest her elbows on her knees as she tries to settle her stomach with the power of thought. Eventually, Grapple does pick the comm up

Comments

[Audio]

[idkmybffjoe]

Ya fuckin' bird. I can't fuckin' believe yer actually here.

[Sean can't decide. Should he be relieved that she's alive, or aggravated, keeping in context that the last time he spoke to Grapple she left him with a gigantic boner on the street?

Hmm.]

[Audio]

[graparu]

[Well that gets her attention. Regardless, her reply is still a nauseaus mutter.]

Sean? Fuck, here I was ready to kill Ska-- [Ugh. Grapple takes a moment to steady herself.]

Why?

[Audio]

[idkmybffjoe]

Mister sunshine'n peroxide doesn't have the resources to pull a mass hostage operation on this scale, lass, sorry to burst yer bubble. I can't give ya fuckin' decent explanation for it, but we're stuck on a god damned ship.

[Audio]

[graparu]

Mass? How many others?

[What the hell is going on? It's bad enough that she feels like she's about to hurl without having all this jargon thrown in her face.]

A ship to where exactly?

Audio

[hasapainproblem]

[House sounds bored.]

Dramamine. Or opiates if you want to make it really exciting.

Audio

[graparu]

[Grapple groans in response.]

I'm getting to the point where I'll try just about anything.

[Is she joking? Probably not.]

Any idea where I can get the Drama... whatever it was.

Audio

[hasapainproblem]

There's probably a medical bay around here somewhere.

[He's been trying to find it, but this boat is too damn big to traverse with a cane and busted leg.]

When you find it, be a peach and share.

Audio

[graparu]

Heh. Peach.

[She would laugh about that but nausea + laughter doesn't really mix. Grapple does smile though.]

This is a big ship. Assuming I do find the med bay, I might just have to charge you for delivery.

German /EDITS FOREVER

[missmimmi]

[Oh shit is that German?

Coming from someone who DOESN'T sound completely crazy?

It cannot be!]

You are on a ship called the Elegante.

German ... GOSH KEKE. JUST... /GOSH/

[graparu]

[Oh but it is!]

I've never heard of it. Hell, I didn't ask to be here. Can you tell me how to get off?

German

[missmimmi]

There is no way off, I am afraid.

German

[graparu]

Bullshit. I don't believe that for a second.

Who's in charge here? I wanna speak to them.

Audio

[gunsandhonor]

[Well, this is a situation he can relate to!]

I hear ginger helps. Barring that, there's... the medical bay. Should be something there.

Audio

[graparu]

Yeah? I'll remember that, thanks.

...any idea where that amazing med bay is?

Audio

[gunsandhonor]

That's what we used a few times back home. Either that or Dramamine.

Medbay... should be... on deck two. I think.

Audio

[graparu]

Two... Ugh. That's miles away. Still, it's handy info.

Hey, if you don't mind my asking, do you remember how you got here?

[Yeah cause that's not an awkward question at all.]

[hadalotofsugar]

[Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck.]

...Abby?

[graparu]

[Grapple gives the comm a WTF look.]

Uh... maybe? Who're you again?

[hadalotofsugar]

[King shakes his head to himself. Not Abby. He's heard of face twins before, but still -- there was hope.]

Sorry, mistaken identity, kiddo. Name's King. You are?

[graparu]

Uh huh... Riiight.

[There's a fair bit of skepticism in her voice, but she lets the matter drop.]

Call me Grapple. So who's Abby then?

[For about three seconds.]