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In and then Out of Milliways: Christine mentioned things dropped in a vent, and Spoon went to help. 'Cause that's what you do for friends. And that's why he's stumbling back into the bar with a really abashed looking Predator (insomuch as Predators can manage the expression) behind him making sure the door closes all the way. She's got most of a remarkably dead body with her.

Spoon is butt-ass naked and carting the head with him. He's also missing rather a lot of bones. Like the front third or so of his ribs, his entire lower jaw, and several fingers. All the soft flesh has grown back, at least?

...Face it, he looks like shite and Christine looks like a Predator, and the two of them are carrying a large, dead Xenomorph.

Anyone who can get past that might notice in a non-horrified and panicked and/or offended part of their brain that Spoon's got a reverse-acid-burn of scar-free flesh

((With, uh. Bonus fixed headlinkage.))

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A kindred spirit! Ace takes up hue and cry after snagging a straw from Bar.

"He bit an alien an' it melted his face. Melted. Away. As in not there. An' his chest." She sits down with a huff next to Spoon, cradling her cocoa.

Wells looks up and raises his pint in greeting. "Hallo, Dr. Ford," he says. "Just for the record, I wasn't there when it happened."

Spoon looks up apologetically and shrugs. That's about all he can do for the moment. Things are healing! Really! Bone just takes a while.

"When what happened?!" she snaps at Wells, before adding, to Ace, "Alien? Where? What kind of alien melts people?"

A beat, and Kim's tone changes from sharpas she gets a close enough look at Spoon to realize that he's not in imminent danger of dropping dead-- but when she speaks again, it's crisp and clear.

"Spoon. As your doctor, I'm going to need to examine you, in light of this. Are you okay with that?"

Spoon nods when she says that, doing his best to convey that he's not surprised (but, really? It's all growing back!).

Wells jerks his thumb at Spoon. "My boy here," he says, "made friends with a creature I've never seen before, a sort of alien from some other planet. Bugger if I know where. The two of 'em went to go and retrieve some of her things from where she'd left 'em in her world, and due to one thing and another, Spooney ran across a different sort of alien that had acid for blood. Managed to kill it all by his lonesome, too, and him with no weapons. That's what got him melted in places."

He almost says he brought back the head if you want a look, but he's not quite suicidal.

Ace is on Kim's side. In her case, it's not suicide, it's providing good intel.

"An' he brought back the bleedin' head. Was his only bit of cover, when he came in. Looked like sommat nasty'd eaten his wanger an' was chompin' on his balls."

...

Graphic intel.

Kim stares, but only for a second.

"Right. You," she says, pointing to Ace, "get the head. Carefully, as it's evidently dangerous. Bring it to the infirmary."

She turns back to Wells and Spoon. "You two, come with me."

Spoon lets go of Ace's hand reluctantly, and stands to follow Wells.

He reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaally wants a fag.

Wells digs in his pocket and tosses Ace his room key before following Kim to the infirmary.

She catches it neatly, even as she grumbles about being a 'you' and ordered about. She's not one of the military types here!

Of course, at this point she'd snarl and grumble at just about anything, so it isn't personal. It's just Ace in a horrifically bad mood. She doesn't stick around to make pointed jabs, instead heading for the staircase and taking them two at a time.

She's relieved that there's no protest, but she doesn't show it as she leads the way to the infirmary.

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