[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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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!"