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Ahsoka Tano ([personal profile] jedi_interrupted) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2017-03-08 01:03 pm

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Things have been good for Ahsoka the past couple of hours. Racing up the cliffs of a deserted monastery (she still can't decide if her master cheated in stealing that clanker's flyer to beat her--part of her does wish she had thought of it first--but riding on an AT-AE was pretty excellent regardless), then they got into a fight with some more clankers and a real live Sith! Of course, the mission didn't allow for them to take out that harpy, but they still ruined her plans and escaped with her prisoner.

Thing that is not so great, though, is that the prisoner was a Hutt larva. Worse yet, it was sick, very stinky, and, of course, great Master Anakin Skywalker couldn't be bothered with caring for a youngling. That was her job. 

And so Ahsoka enters Milliways in something of a rush, carrying a backpack with a small, gray, slug-looking thing. Pulling up short, she exclaims, in the near whine of a very put on upon teenager, "This was supposed to be the medbay."

The slug thing whines for real and lets out a noxious cloud of vapor.

[OOC: Warning for possible hutt baby fluids in comments.]
nolittlevoice: (Oh boy!)

[personal profile] nolittlevoice 2017-03-08 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Awwwwww," someone awwws. "That poor little thing!"

Then the wave of gas hits him and his expression turns less Awww and more Ewww.
nolittlevoice: (Doubtful (or thinky))

[personal profile] nolittlevoice 2017-03-09 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
"He's--" The sentence is broken off with a sudden and extreme sneeze. AHHHCHOOOO. The blond man looks aghast afterwards, as he finds a ragged hankie. "--Excuse me, I am so sorry. --He's got a touch of colic, has he?"
nolittlevoice: (Sadface)

[personal profile] nolittlevoice 2017-03-09 12:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, no, it's nothing--I really am sorry--I was just talking to someone here the other day who had a cold and--I am sorry." He shuffles back a few steps, before trying to make eye contact with the blobby slug-baby. And then un-making eye contact, hiding his face behind a hand. Peek-a-boo?

He likes babies, okay.
nolittlevoice: (Oh boy!)

[personal profile] nolittlevoice 2017-03-09 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
He beams and peekaboos again at the huttlet. "Hmm? Oh no, it's just a cold--well, I've just got a cold, but yes, Doña Bar is a wonderful lady, she might have just the thing for a poor little baby...creature...with a tummy-ache. --Does he talk?"

Sniffle. Maybe she's got something for whatever he picked up from Hannibal Lecter, too.
nolittlevoice: (Oh boy!)

[personal profile] nolittlevoice 2017-03-09 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Yay, Miguel is helping. Sort of. Anyway, he's glad they're going to ask the Bar for help, and he makes funny faces at the slug-baby as they wait. "So how do you happen to be taking care of the little guy?"

For Miguel, Bar has a mug of hot tea and a box of tissues. For the Huttlet, she has...presumably something?
not_his_pa: (what now?)

[personal profile] not_his_pa 2017-03-09 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
William's going through all the things he needs to do to be ready for calving season when he comes in and is hit by that smell.

He starts looking for it and stares when he spots Ahsoka and the slug thing, "Is your thing alright?"
not_his_pa: (what now?)

[personal profile] not_his_pa 2017-03-09 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Maybe the infirmary has some ideas. What is he?" There's kind of a baby look mixed in with the slug look.
not_his_pa: (hand on face really?)

[personal profile] not_his_pa 2017-03-09 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Over here. Why would someone poison him?" That's just wrong.
not_his_pa: (hand on face really?)

[personal profile] not_his_pa 2017-03-09 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hell, that ain't right. Children shouldn't be used that way," William sings a little to try and help with the soothing.
not_his_pa: (what now?)

[personal profile] not_his_pa 2017-03-22 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
He reaches out to try and catch her, "Careful there."
not_his_pa: (skeptical campfire)

[personal profile] not_his_pa 2017-03-26 03:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Bar, could we have some rags?" He can help her clean it up.
not_his_pa: (skeptical campfire)

[personal profile] not_his_pa 2017-03-26 03:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, I wouldn't want to make him worse, but I'll go to the infirmary with you. If no one's in, the rats can help."
not_his_pa: (skeptical campfire)

[personal profile] not_his_pa 2017-03-26 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll help," William starts to sing to distract Stinky.
notmygrandfather: (oh ... kriff)

[personal profile] notmygrandfather 2017-03-10 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
Anakin's usually good at ignoring -- well, everything. But here in Milliways, anyone who isn't human is enough to earn a glance from him when they enter. Especially when they're carrying ... is that a baby Hutt? Holy kriff, he's never seen a baby Hutt before! That's so astral.

...uh, except for the smell.

"There's a medbay over there," Anakin says helpfully, and points towards Milliways' medical centre.
notmygrandfather: boy listening or watching (listening...)

[personal profile] notmygrandfather 2017-03-25 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Uh ... you're welcome."

He puts down his milkshake. It's not really that appetizing anymore, given the smell.

"You need any help?"
notmygrandfather: (huh if you say so)

[personal profile] notmygrandfather 2017-03-26 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
With a solemn nod, Anakin stands and approaches. (He's glad he's wearing his Academy-issued orange jumpsuit ie if it gets stained with, er, Hutt fluids, his mom won't be mad about it.)

"Do you know its name?" He briefly wishes Jacen were here, the empathy expert, but he thinks he can send out vaguely calming thoughts, at least.
notmygrandfather: (i don't gotta take that)

[personal profile] notmygrandfather 2017-04-11 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey, Roo--"

Oh.

Oh kriffing no.

Anakin is stuck in a choking fit for almost a full minute, before he remember the appropriate breathing exercises to dispel odours. After this, he keeps a hand in front of his mouth/nose while pointing to the medbay with his other hand.
notmygrandfather: (thoughtful watching)

[personal profile] notmygrandfather 2017-04-12 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Y-yeah," Anakin coughs. "Kriff. What does he need, a whole new bowel? Cause I don't think Milliways has that."
notmygrandfather: (oh ... kriff)

[personal profile] notmygrandfather 2017-04-12 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
Anakin's eyes widen and he steps back. As strongly as he feels about responsibility in general ... not so strong in this case.

"I think it needs ya."