[ Draft 4 ] Back on Schedule, but Not Enough Caffeine

[metharchy]

[Since the passengers were all so distracted with their babies over the weekend, Meth has some good news!]

Sergei's is ready for use again, and the stairs between deck eleven and twelve are repaired.

If you do not know how to cook I suggest you find someone who does and follow their exact instructions if you wish to learn.

...

[She takes a

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[thenotmagician]

[Hi this is Zeke trying to cover up some of his enthusiasm but failing miserably at it]

Sweet! Thanks a bunch.

[metharchy]

[Meth sounds surprised.]

...you're welcome.

[A pause, there's some rustling with tarp in the background.]

Don't let the oven get blown up. Again.

[thenotmagician]

[Zeke is happy happy joy joy look at that. He doesn't have to share the kitchen with a creepy psycho lady anymore!]

Don't worry. I won't let it happen again.

[Like hell he'd let it blow up again ffff. Zelda is sticking to easybake oven, k?]

This calls for a celebration! How 'bout I cook ya something, eh?

[metharchy]

[Now she's really surprised.]

...you...want to cook something for me.

[Somebody sounds very, very skeptical.]

[threedaystime]

There's a temple? A temple of what?

[metharchy]

A place to pray...to worship whatever deities you choose.

[threedaystime]

But if it's not dedicated to one in particular, does it have any real power...?

[metharchy]

[Meth really wasn't the one to talk to about the power of temples.]

Does it need power to be a place to pray?

[ttlynotawizard]

Ah, wonderful! Thank you very much.

[metharchy]

[Another thank you. Huh.]

Sure. Bar is ready to restock. There's a label maker if you think you can make use of it.

[ttlynotawizard]

A what?

[metharchy]

It's a device. It makes labels you can use to keep the bar organized.

[Meth is all about organization.]

I'm there now if you want to see what I mean.

[oblique_wisdom]

[Wow. This was indirectly pointed to her. Zelda was just beginning to get over it too.]

...
Oh...
I apologize. It will not happen again, Miss...

[metharchy]

[Well shit, she didn't mean to make the elf feel bad again. Meth rubbed her face a moment and then sighed.]

That wasn't aimed at you. You know better. [Now, at least.] That was intended for everyone else.

[oblique_wisdom]

...Oh... I...

[Zelda feels a little better. Or relieved, at least.]

I suppose it is okay for me to serve as an example for the others. Thank you for repairing it.

May... I ask what you are doing with the temple? You will not be tearing it down, correct...?

[metharchy]

The temple will not be torn down. There are some things that need fixing and adjusting. It won't take very long if all stays to schedule.

[Perhaps if she got a bit of a boost she could have it done sooner...Meth started getting lost in calculations and rescheduling...extending her work day...hm.]

[autodiagnose]

I have many substances available that fit those guidelines.

[metharchy]

Do you have time to show me what you have?

.... ALL THIS WAS CREW-LOCKED OK

[autodiagnose]

[Hmmm. The parasite had been dealt with, there were no cases demanding AMU's attention.]

It is no inconvenience.

OK...EVEN THOUGH THIS IS TTLY A COMMENTLOG NOW THOUGH

[metharchy]

[Meth was there and looking around the clinic for AMU almost immediately after. Her limbs ached, her eyes stung, and her mind felt dull and hazy, and it all showed in the way she carried herself. She needed something soon or she was going to crash and fall behind schedule once more.]

Hello?