Mission - At the Hospital
Entropy Judge
Recurring Bouts of Misanthropy
[X] Head down to the hospital.
- [X] Openly. Make sure anyone watching knows that someone else is keeping an eye on things.
You scowl at the images for a moment, then sigh and shake your head. Being stuck up here is boring, and if you're going to go down there you probably don't need to tell the captain, especially since the watchers might not be hostile. If they are a problem - well, you'll be right there, won't you? You stretch and look around; everyone is still pointlessly busy. You slide out of your chair and walk over center of the room.
"Captain Sentra?" He twitches, startled into alertness, and you mask a grin as you wait for him to calm down. "Captain, you have some manner of getting to the planet, right?" He frowns and nods.
"Yes, there's a teleportation pod in the hallway. Is something wrong?" You shake your head.
"No, I don't think so. But it's boring up here, and if anything does go wrong, my responsibility is to take care of the people down there first, so I thought I'd get a better feel for the area by going there." His frown deepens and he scratches at his cheek, but eventually he nods.
"Yes, that's sensible. Hmm …." He glances at his computer, then around the room before levering himself to his feet. Most of the crew notice, but only one catches the captain's eye. "Ahh~. I've been sitting too long, anyway. I'll be just a moment. She wants to visit the surface." The dour crewman nods before returning to his console, and Captain Sentra gives you a feeble smile before leading you back into the hallway.
"Could you put me down in front of the hospital?" Captain Sentra frowns again.
"You'll be in plain sight of everyone …." You nod slowly and he glowers at your condescension. You shrug lightly.
"I rather want people to know that there's someone keeping an eye on things. And if people are misled by my childish appearance, well -" Sentra recoils at the murderous grin you give him, "- then anyone who does try anything will come in fat, dumb, and happy, and I'll … deal with them appropriately." Shaken, the captain nods and guides you to the teleporter. He motions you inside and taps at the keyboard before stepping back and nodding.
"Good luck, Flandre Scarlet. I hope nothing happens." He raises a hand in farewell as you're surrounded by light - and when it vanishes you're standing on the ground in front of the hospital. Right, first thing - you take out a parasol and snap it up to shade yourself from the sun. Then, and only then, do you turn around and smile at the people watching you. Most are surprised by your sudden appearance, gawking uselessly … but the watcher girl, if your eyes aren't deceiving you, is frowning. Now why would she be doing that? A mystery for later … because right now you have a mission! You turn and walk into the hospital building. A couple of the recruits are out of the caretaking area; you smile at them and bob your head as you pass, closed parasol over one shoulder. You swing through the first wing without issue, nodding at the older recruits manning the cooking lines and giving the eating patients a once-over. One of the recruits frowns at you, but neither of them try stopping you. Shame, shame.
As you head to the next wing - the group's sleeping quarters - you release your clones and have them move invisibly to good watchpoints. After a cursory examination of the common sleeping rooms you head back for the interior courtyard and the hospital proper. You pause and take a deep breath, savoring the invigorating scent of blood and death, luxuriating the sensations of fear and pain and worry. Some of the patients stare worriedly at you; a reassuring smile fails to do its job, only making them more nervous, so you simply pass through to the working area. Oh, it's so delicious in here! And then Lutecia sees you and freezes, mouth open. You walk toward her, grinning, and pat her head before the old woman she's working with can scold her.
"Now, now, Lulu. Close your mouth, you look like a catfish!" She blushes and claps one of her hands to her mouth, and you giggle again. "Don't worry - we're both on duty right now, so you should get back to work." She shakes herself, nodding, and quickly turns back to the patient. The woman gives you a searching look, but you simply bow your head and move on. After you're out of normal human earshot you hear her ask Lutecia who you are.
"A friend," is the reply, and you smile happily. Even the old woman's admonition that Lutecia shouldn't let herself be distracted isn't enough to curb your joy in the slightest. Unfortunately, this area is probably the only one you can't really stay in; for some reason, people start getting nervous when you start licking your lips and looking at them like they're delicious, tasty food. But what to do ….
What do you do?
[ ] Irregular patrols, as much for appearance's sake as for anything else.
[ ] You haven't seen the administrative section of the hospital, such as it is. You should probably talk to Angela while you're at it.
[ ] Find a comfortable spot in front of the hospital.
- [ ] That girl is still watching; go talk to her.
[ ] Other?
- [X] Openly. Make sure anyone watching knows that someone else is keeping an eye on things.
You scowl at the images for a moment, then sigh and shake your head. Being stuck up here is boring, and if you're going to go down there you probably don't need to tell the captain, especially since the watchers might not be hostile. If they are a problem - well, you'll be right there, won't you? You stretch and look around; everyone is still pointlessly busy. You slide out of your chair and walk over center of the room.
"Captain Sentra?" He twitches, startled into alertness, and you mask a grin as you wait for him to calm down. "Captain, you have some manner of getting to the planet, right?" He frowns and nods.
"Yes, there's a teleportation pod in the hallway. Is something wrong?" You shake your head.
"No, I don't think so. But it's boring up here, and if anything does go wrong, my responsibility is to take care of the people down there first, so I thought I'd get a better feel for the area by going there." His frown deepens and he scratches at his cheek, but eventually he nods.
"Yes, that's sensible. Hmm …." He glances at his computer, then around the room before levering himself to his feet. Most of the crew notice, but only one catches the captain's eye. "Ahh~. I've been sitting too long, anyway. I'll be just a moment. She wants to visit the surface." The dour crewman nods before returning to his console, and Captain Sentra gives you a feeble smile before leading you back into the hallway.
"Could you put me down in front of the hospital?" Captain Sentra frowns again.
"You'll be in plain sight of everyone …." You nod slowly and he glowers at your condescension. You shrug lightly.
"I rather want people to know that there's someone keeping an eye on things. And if people are misled by my childish appearance, well -" Sentra recoils at the murderous grin you give him, "- then anyone who does try anything will come in fat, dumb, and happy, and I'll … deal with them appropriately." Shaken, the captain nods and guides you to the teleporter. He motions you inside and taps at the keyboard before stepping back and nodding.
"Good luck, Flandre Scarlet. I hope nothing happens." He raises a hand in farewell as you're surrounded by light - and when it vanishes you're standing on the ground in front of the hospital. Right, first thing - you take out a parasol and snap it up to shade yourself from the sun. Then, and only then, do you turn around and smile at the people watching you. Most are surprised by your sudden appearance, gawking uselessly … but the watcher girl, if your eyes aren't deceiving you, is frowning. Now why would she be doing that? A mystery for later … because right now you have a mission! You turn and walk into the hospital building. A couple of the recruits are out of the caretaking area; you smile at them and bob your head as you pass, closed parasol over one shoulder. You swing through the first wing without issue, nodding at the older recruits manning the cooking lines and giving the eating patients a once-over. One of the recruits frowns at you, but neither of them try stopping you. Shame, shame.
As you head to the next wing - the group's sleeping quarters - you release your clones and have them move invisibly to good watchpoints. After a cursory examination of the common sleeping rooms you head back for the interior courtyard and the hospital proper. You pause and take a deep breath, savoring the invigorating scent of blood and death, luxuriating the sensations of fear and pain and worry. Some of the patients stare worriedly at you; a reassuring smile fails to do its job, only making them more nervous, so you simply pass through to the working area. Oh, it's so delicious in here! And then Lutecia sees you and freezes, mouth open. You walk toward her, grinning, and pat her head before the old woman she's working with can scold her.
"Now, now, Lulu. Close your mouth, you look like a catfish!" She blushes and claps one of her hands to her mouth, and you giggle again. "Don't worry - we're both on duty right now, so you should get back to work." She shakes herself, nodding, and quickly turns back to the patient. The woman gives you a searching look, but you simply bow your head and move on. After you're out of normal human earshot you hear her ask Lutecia who you are.
"A friend," is the reply, and you smile happily. Even the old woman's admonition that Lutecia shouldn't let herself be distracted isn't enough to curb your joy in the slightest. Unfortunately, this area is probably the only one you can't really stay in; for some reason, people start getting nervous when you start licking your lips and looking at them like they're delicious, tasty food. But what to do ….
What do you do?
[ ] Irregular patrols, as much for appearance's sake as for anything else.
[ ] You haven't seen the administrative section of the hospital, such as it is. You should probably talk to Angela while you're at it.
[ ] Find a comfortable spot in front of the hospital.
- [ ] That girl is still watching; go talk to her.
[ ] Other?
