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[guppy_sandhu]

[oomish: Millitimed a couple of days ago, a spot of trouble in the infirmary leads to some unexpected babysitting. Gene teaches Fry to catch criminals, and Kate is appropriately horrified.]

The circle of chairs is out, surrounding a table of free cookies and drinks.

LIFE SUPPORT!
OPEN TO ALL

NEW AND CONFUSED? PROBLEMS HERE OR AT HOME? JUST WANT FREE FOOD AND COMPANY? COME AND JOIN US!

Guppy, Thirteen and Connor are just finishing setting up. Come and join them!

[ooc: Tinytag: Vyvyan.
Apologies from Guppy-mun for the lack of LS last month; this post is open until the next one in approximately a month's time. Threadhopping encouraged! All tags will be picked up by at least one member of the Life Support team.]

Comments

[scots_wolf]

Urquhart is leaning on a pillar nearby, considering the cookies.

And Guppy.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy glances around.

"Evening Urquhart."

[scots_wolf]

"I heard you had some bad luck lately," Urquhart says.

[guppy_sandhu]

"How'd you hear that?" Guppy asks, going slightly red.

Oh no, does everyone know?!

[scots_wolf]

"You were seen by lots of people," Urquhart says. "I hear you jumped on the Goth?"

[guppy_sandhu]

"Oh, that." Guppy says. "He assures me I didn't damage him."

[scots_wolf]

"It was probably amusing to see, from a distance," Urquhart says.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Probably on youtube by now, knowing my luck..."

[scots_wolf]

"What is 'you tube'?" Urquhart asks. "It sounds vaguely dubious."

[un_fantome]

One of the two albino men in Milliways lately is taking a seat in one of the chairs, pulled a little out of the circle. He hasn't taken cookies or drinks, and truth be told he doesn't particularly want to; he just wants to sit and finish his essay somewhere away from other people for the moment. He's lost the stitches, and the wrist brace is off for right now so he can write, but under careful concealer there's still evidence of a black eye and scraped hands.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Hi Silas." Guppy says, giving him a wave.

He'll leave him be if he doesn't want disturbing.

[un_fantome]

"Hello, Doctor Sandhu," he echoes, looking up. It's more than evident that while he's good with concealing cosmetics, the bruising is a deep enough shade that it would be impossible to cover.

[guppy_sandhu]

"How are you doing?" Guppy asks, seeing the bruises as he looks up.

[un_fantome]

"Not badly," he says, tone not quite as light as it usually is as he puts his pen down, rubbing his fingers gently. "And yourself?"

[guppy_sandhu]

"I'm okay thanks. Do you want a drink or snack break?"

[un_fantome]

"Are they for anyone?" he asks, brushing his hair out of his eyes.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Yep, free to all. My wife baked the cookies this afternoon so there's nothing magic or scary in there... and some of them are shaped like bunnies."

[a1enzo]

Enzo grabs a browser cookie.

Then another.

A couple more, actually.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Hey Enzo." Guppy waves.

[a1enzo]

"Mmmph."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Are you ready for that trip?"

[a1enzo]

"Mphmphmph!" He raises a finger, then points to his Light Snack.

[guppy_sandhu]

"I'm taking that as 'one minute, so I don't choke'."

[a1enzo]

Enzo nods and mmphs.

A minute or so later:

"It's actually a good cycle, yeah. It's, er, a weekend, sort of. The Admin said no Users on class days."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Am I still your first user?"