[Open] working your fingers to the bones, cause nobody loves you when you're gone

[coolskeletonnyehntyfive]

Who: Papyrus, Sans, and YOU!
When: March 12th and onwards
Where: Medbay
What: Papyrus had a really bad idea that nearly got himself and Sans killed. Sans put out a call for help. This log is for the general followup/aftermath.
Warnings: Broken bones and hearts, cracked skulls, life draining, will add more if necessary.

((OOC Note: The translator event will affect the skeletons, so anyone tagging in on the 13th will be in for a lively game of charades!))

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[coolskeletonnyehntyfive]

Papyrus had quickly fallen unconscious once Toriel started healing him. With the screaming pain in his arm subsiding to a dull throb, Palatino's life-draining effects finally took hold, knocking him out for the rest of the rush to medbay.

He stayed unconscious for the rest of the day and all through the night, and even when he woke up the next morning he was hardly his bright, cheerful self. His arm had been cast and put in a sling to help stabilize his broken clavicle, the pain was back with a vengeance, and this time it cut deeper than the physical.

Papyrus had been visiting Palatino for nearly two months. As soon as he'd heard the story of a monster in captivity, he'd tried to reach out, be a friend. He'd wanted him to feel included, cared about, less alone. And, over time, he thought that care might have blossomed into something more for them both, something deeper and giddy and exciting and scary all at once, but five minutes in the room had been enough to shatter that illusion. Palatino had tried to kill them. He'd gotten a read on his soul, and it was a hungry, bloodthirsty blank.

Definitely not a monster like him. Or Sans.

And that realization, which kept breaking over him the moment he tried to forget, hurt so much worse than the broken bones.

He sat up, wincing, and looked at the person sitting nearby in dull surprise.

"Oh... how long have you been sitting there?"

March 12th

[inruins]

She sits up a bit more when Papyrus takes notice of her, smiling gently back at the younger monster. "Only a short while." She replies gently, even with the magic she gave to Papyrus, it isn't enough to drain the boss monster.

"I hope I'm not disturbing you, dear. I just wanted to check on you."

[coolskeletonnyehntyfive]

"N... no! Not at all! Thank you for coming!" He tries to be a little more chipper, but his voice keeps breaking and he still feels drained. Much better than before, but that's not saying a whole lot.

He looks around the room, at Sans, then back at her.

"How long did I nap?"

12th

[pleasereset]

After hearing the emergency call, Asriel wasn't quick enough to try and help. He's not sure if there's anything he could do to help, but by the time everything was over, Papyrus was taken to the medbay.

It wasn't too long before Asriel went straight to the medbay to see if Papyrus was okay. When he found him still asleep, he waited patiently in a nearby chair.

As Papyrus wakes up and starts talking, relief washes over him. No death. Not this time.

"Not very long. How are you feeling, Papyrus?"

[coolskeletonnyehntyfive]

It was nice, seeing Asriel there when he woke up. Being visited by royalty, even just tiny replicas of royalty thought to be lost a long time ago, was quite an honor.

"Asriel, hello! I've... certainly had better days! Nyeh... heh..."

His voice is weak, and his heart isn't really in it, but he tries his best to sound cheerful.

12th

[breakin_ur_lore]

They'd brought the skeletons into the medbay shortly after he'd gotten Doc Yewll's message, and he'd done his best to bolster the healing that they'd already received. It was - different; their bodies were, despite appearances, not constructed quite like human or near-human bodies, but Med'an hoped he'd provided them with some relief from the pain, at least.

He gives Papyrus a little smile, also hoping that his bedside manner helps, and shrugs. "About a minute." Holding up his scanner, he adds, "I have to check your vitals."

[coolskeletonnyehntyfive]

"Oh, of course!" He was a little too weak to muster his usual cheer, but he still felt compelled to make the attempt. Even with everything that had gone wrong, even knowing Palatino didn't like him after all, he didn't want to drag down the mood.

He stiffened a little, looking over the scanner. "Check away! I have nothing to hide."

He still had a lot of recovering to do, and his arm was still a painful mess, but he was trying.

13th, time 4 confusion

[gainedlove]

Frisk has been by Papyrus's bedside as often as they can, worried and fretful and hurting for the poor skeleton. They've never seen Papyrus hurt like this, and while they know he will recover and be in fit health soon enough, it doesn't make the scare any easier to deal with.

Perched on a chair and leaning forward to rest with arms crossed on a bit of bedside not taken up by Papyrus's lanky body, Frisk blinks and sits up when he pushes himself up and speaks.

...at least, they assume he spoke. What was that sudden racket?

"What'd you say?" Frisk certainly seems to speak, but...there doesn't seem to be any sound coming out.

omg yay

[coolskeletonnyehntyfive]

That makes him hesitate. Is his hearing going? Did Palatino damage something besides the obvious? He pokes a fingerbone into his skull and wiggles it, then tries again.

"Frisk? Did you... say something?"

[knaval]

[sometimes, riptide doesn't like being so big. he kept his distance when he saw the call for help from sans on the network and felt absolutely awful about it - he would've done something if it was a cybertronian asking for help, wouldn't he? most of the time he just feels in the way.

anyway, this isn't about him. riptide, admittedly, still doesn't know papyrus that well, but the guy has the sort of personality you want to be around. he brightens up the room, just by existing. it's rare to find people (skeletons?) like that. it's what trailbreaker was trying to pretend to be.

he doesn't have a lot of energy left, but using a portion on his holoform instead of scaring everyone in the medibay seemed to be the better option.]

You know, technically, I'm actually sitting on my aft in the cargo bay. [the holoform grins, flickering slightly. riptide ignores it.] Buuut I guess about a minute ago.

[Damn He Is Glad his basic assumptions of papyrus not being dead and in the medibay were Correct.]

[coolskeletonnyehntyfive]

The first reaction Riptide gets is confusion. Somehow nobody had let Papyrus in on the holoform thing before now, so the stranger speaking to him as though he expected to be recognized threw him for a moment. But he remembered that voice, and after a moment the fog cleared and he brightened again.

"Riptide! Wowie, for a moment I didn't recognize you! Hello!"

12th, late night

[bloodbinds]

She wasn't really a part of the medical wing team, even if she worked as a technician. They wanted her to find diverse foods for the people on board the Moira and so medical attention was far out of her league, and she had no healing abilities to speak of that weren't her own. Still, Peter had told her about the skeleton brothers and told her to be cool about it, that they were nice, and she wanted to see what help she could offer, even if it was minimal.

At the very least, she could sit up and monitor his vitals and make certain that a doctor was called if anything was amiss. But how was anyone supposed to really keep an eye on vitals when he was a walking, talking, bony skeleton? It wasn't as if he had blood or a heartbeat...did he?

So Papyrus would find her sitting there, simply watching, an unknown face to him. "Not long. I was just...making sure you were okay." A ton of visitors had been in earlier, on and off, for Sans and him. It wasn't so shocking considering what supposedly happened. "You feeling okay?"

[coolskeletonnyehntyfive]

She wasn't wrong -- Papyrus, like Sans, has no organs and therefore no breathing or heart rate to monitor. Still, the fact that he wasn't crumbling to dust was the best indication that he was hanging in there until he woke back up.

"Well, I..." He didn't feel so hot, physically or emotionally, but he didn't want to worry her. She seemed nice, and he wanted to make a good first impression. He grinned at her, a bit more than he was obligated to as a skeleton. "I'm sure I'll be better in no time!"

12th because Sans told him to

[redshitlord]

Okay, so finding out where the medical bay was had been the first step in doing this. The scared guy on the other end of the text made it sound like a great idea to poke his head in and check up on this mysterious injured 'brother'. Man, that word -- it had to mean something different for humans, but all he could think of when he heard it was Steeljaw's stupid smug voice.

He doesn't even realize he's in the right area, he's too busy trying to duck into the doorway. By crawling. Of course this means bashing his head against the doorframe a few times, and yelping as a result.

The poor surprised skeleton goes temporarily unnoticed, while he tries to finish easing his legs in through the door behind him.

[coolskeletonnyehntyfive]

Well. That was certainly an unexpected sight. Monsters got themselves into all sorts of ridiculous situations, so Sideswipe's goofy stunt wasn't as surprising as it might have been, but it was still pretty funny to see one of the cool robots dragging himself into medbay one awkward limb at a time.

As an amazing skeleton with impeccable manners, Papyrus manages not to laugh and instead gives him a bright smile.

"Impressive! You must really be determined to visit the injured and sick -- an admirable trait!"

March 13th because I love chaos

[dragonspride]

It's an odd hour anyway, really, and probably not the best introduction to a fellow monster; but Kain's heard Papyrus mentioned by Toriel, and working as a guard on the Ingress means it's hard not to notice names and people in the medbay in passing.

And if Papyrus is one of Toriel's people, then looking out for the skeleton is something Kain is going to take as a responsibility of his own.

.......Even if the broken communication system means he doesn't understand a single thing the skeleton is saying, leading to a blank look with brief hints of "Man I'm an idiot" before Kain shrugs, and almost tries to mime a span of time on a clock on the MID's time readout before shooting the device a dirty look for being digital and not showing analog hands.

If the gesture made any sense at all it wasn't a very big arc of time.

ohhh yes

[coolskeletonnyehntyfive]

It doesn't make a lot of sense to Papyrus, but he gleans the meaning and smiles at Kain anyway. It was nice of this person to visit, even if they seemed a bit... shy?

"I don't think I've met you before! What's your name?"

[swaddledog]

Papyrus's unconsciousness was a welcome state while it lasted. It allowed Furiosa the time of quiet contemplation, such as why she was sitting and visiting someone she had never met. She shouldn't actually care at all, but she had been drawn to the medibay by Sans's worry. Furiosa has seen Papyrus, mainly from his messages on the MID, but they had never spoken. She figures, somewhat, she should at least meet the other skeleton on board.

She worries she might be getting attached.

Furiosa unfolds her hands as Papyrus sits up, placing her metal claw of a hand on the edge of the bed. She doesn't make a move to touch him, feeling awkward, and she straightens up a little bit.

"Probably an hour." She realizes, after a moment, that she had admitted to sitting there and watching him sleep. "...We haven't met, but I know your brother. My name is Furiosa."

[coolskeletonnyehntyfive]

He seems a bit confused, and definitely curious about her hand, but he's not afraid or put off in the slightest. And the moment she mentions Sans he nods, as if that completely settles the matter.

"Well, then! It's high time you met the better skeleton, nyeh heh! I am known as the great-- ow," he tried to lift his broken arm to make some sort of gesture, but he quickly abandons that idea and slips it back into the sling. "Anyway, my name's Papyrus!"

[coolskeletonnyehntyfive]

"Of course I knew that!" Equally childish. No wonder he and his roommate got along so well. "But I meant, how long have you been here specifically to visit me? Not that it isn't very sweet of you," he adds, grinning cheerfully back at him.

late evening on 12th

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

When J first found out about the skeleton brothers getting trouble she hadn't planned on coming and visiting them at the medbay, as it was their own fucking fault for getting into trouble like that. But then Sans had managed to talk to her and change her mind about it-- after all it wasn't like she didn't care about their well being of feel worry for them. In fact, she worried for them a bit too much for her liking.

"Not for long," J answers to the skeleton as he finally wakes up. She straightens her back and crosses her legs on the chair next to his bed.

"So, I heard you got roughed up. Care to tell me more about it?"

[coolskeletonnyehntyfive]

Talking about it was a little embarrassing, but J was a sweet person. She'd been one of the ones to who helped out (in her own way) after Sans and Chara had met again, and he couldn't not like anyone who was friends with his brother. He lifted his good shoulder in an odd little off-balance shrug.

"I wanted to see Palatino," he started, before remembering she probably had no idea who that was. "The monster they locked away near the hold, I mean. I'd been visiting him for months, and I thought I'd gotten through to him, or maybe that we could... be..." It made him sad all over again, just thinking about it. He'd really liked him. More than he'd liked anyone before, except maybe the star of his favorite show. "But it turns out he's not really a monster, he's just a creature with a corrupted soul."

March 12

[neveroutwrenched]

Ratchet closes the book he's flipping through, and looks up. He frowns at Papyrus' obvious discomfort, that bright cheeriness that was so second-nature, now dulled. And he can't blame him, after what Sans had told him. Ratchet forces a smile, trying to fill that void for the both of them.

"Oh, hey. Yeah. I- haven't been here too long." He stands up, edging closer to Papyrus' side, the book held tightly in both hands at his chest. "I brought you something. I mean...I know it's probably not quite your age demographic but, you know. Options are pretty limited here and...I thought you'd get more use out of it stuck in here than me."

He shrugs nervously, placing the book on the bed next to Papyrus. It's more the sentiment he's shooting for than an actual valid gift.

[coolskeletonnyehntyfive]

A gift? For him? Papyrus leans down to pick it up carefully in his working hand, fingerbones clicking a bit as he fiddles a couple of pages apart and realizes what he's holding. Based on his reaction, it'd be hard to guess he'd been handed a kid's book.

He grins up at Ratchet, looking touched and actually a bit excited by it. "Ratchet, thank you! This is so cool! It's even got all sorts of different ships in it!"