084 // new inmate omg!

[thatlibbychick]

Mozenrath? It seems I've been assigned as your new warden.

I'd like to speak with you in person at your earliest possible convenience, but you'll need to come down to the infirmary. I'm afraid I'm stuck here for the foreseeable future.

[OOC: Libby's port injuries returned upon regaining her human form.]

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Mozenrath hates the infirmary :|

[mightymorbid]

Now that's a shame. Business or pleasure?

[thatlibbychick.livejournal.com]

Excuse me?

[mightymorbid]

Why are you stuck there?

[thatlibbychick.livejournal.com]

I sustained puncture wounds to my stomach and intestines when a zombie sunk her claws into me during port. I'm still recovering from surgery.

[mightymorbid]

Well then -- I wouldn't want to get in the way of your recovery.

[thatlibbychick.livejournal.com]

I'll hobble out of bed and track you down if it comes to that, but why don't we just keep things convenient and meet like I suggested?

[mightymorbid]

I'm happy to meet. I just don't like the infirmary, so I don't really find this convenient at all.

[thatlibbychick.livejournal.com]

You're not going to be subjected to anything medical, so why do you care? Besides, I'm the injured party, and I still want to talk even though I feel like hell. Courtesy dictates you should be the one to come to me.

[mightymorbid]

I'm failing to see the point in speaking face to face when you're going to be gone in a month anyway.

[thatlibbychick.livejournal.com]

I've been here for over a year and a half. I'm clearly not going anywhere soon.

[mightymorbid]

Trust me. It won't make a difference.

[thatlibbychick.livejournal.com]

Believe what you will, but I'm not planning on leaving. I am, however, giving you an ultimatum: you can come speak to me voluntarily within the next three hours, or I'll find someone to bring you here and we'll do it anyway.

I try to be patient, but when it comes to something as important as a new assignment, there's only so much I'm willing to take.

[mightymorbid]

I have a job, you know.

[thatlibbychick.livejournal.com]

I like your initiative. However, I'm your warden now, and I can cancel that pesky job for you--permanently--if you use it as an excuse to get out of meeting with me.

[mightymorbid]

Fine. You can apologize to all the drunks, then.

And the minute a stethoscope comes out, I'm gone.

[thatlibbychick.livejournal.com]

I hereby apologize, in advance, to every drunk aboard. I'm sure they'll live through one sober half-hour.

And if I wanted you to have a medical exam, Mozenrath, you'd know it.

Remember, any time within the next three hours. You get to pick within that frame.