Libby Widmore (
thatlibbychick) wrote2010-07-12 01:07 am
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085 // VIP flood [VIDEO]
[Libby's comm catches a few shots of the ceiling as she clutches it in mild panic, utters a rather masculine yelp and tumbles from her infirmary bed.]
Ow! I'm really going to feel that later...
[She turns her comm towards her, to film, when she notices that it's on. Might as well, right? She just would have made an entry later. And right now...she looks like Hurley, and she's rubbing the hip she landed on. She already knows who she's become--she doesn't need a mirror, it's fairly obvious by itself. So she's smiling.]
Mozenrath? This is Libby. I need to know whether or not you've been affected, so get back to me, okay? Also: Martha, Morgan, Billy, West...if you remember anything, Ruby, Sam, Jack, Desmond--how are you guys faring?
[She prods at her stomach quickly, feeling for the area where her her abdomen should still be healing, and then turns to reassure the doctor closest to her, whoever that is.]
I'm fine, the wounds are gone! Just banged my hip.
[OOC: The Jack she's talking to is Jack Shephard, and she thinks that should be obvious. Ditto to Sam Tyler.]
Ow! I'm really going to feel that later...
[She turns her comm towards her, to film, when she notices that it's on. Might as well, right? She just would have made an entry later. And right now...she looks like Hurley, and she's rubbing the hip she landed on. She already knows who she's become--she doesn't need a mirror, it's fairly obvious by itself. So she's smiling.]
Mozenrath? This is Libby. I need to know whether or not you've been affected, so get back to me, okay? Also: Martha, Morgan, Billy, West...if you remember anything, Ruby, Sam, Jack, Desmond--how are you guys faring?
[She prods at her stomach quickly, feeling for the area where her her abdomen should still be healing, and then turns to reassure the doctor closest to her, whoever that is.]
I'm fine, the wounds are gone! Just banged my hip.
[OOC: The Jack she's talking to is Jack Shephard, and she thinks that should be obvious. Ditto to Sam Tyler.]
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Hi Jack!
[...she lifted him off his feet and gave him an enormous hug, before setting him back down gently again.]
Come on in.
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[Jack squeaked as the air was pulled out of him. Aw a hurley hug... he hadn't had one of those in a while]
Thanks... [Back pat, Libburley. He shuffled into Libby's room and folded his arms]
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Here--you might need to roll the cuffs, and the waist might be a little big, but they'll do.
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Hey, have you redecorated? This isn't what your place was like last time.
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It was like this when I came back from my trip.