[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/qFC355N.png?2[/img][/center][hr][hr][right][sub][color=1a7b30][b]Location:[/b] The Crows' Nest[/color]     [color=A9A9A9]//[/color]     [color=007236][b]Date:[/b] February 24, 2057[/color]     [color=A9A9A9]//[/color]     [color=00746b][b]Time:[/b] 22:00[/color]     [color=A9A9A9]//[/color]     [color=0076a3][b]Interactions:[/b] Poppy [@dreamingflowers], Erik [@FunnyGuy], Akaia [@Exit][/color][/sub][/right][hr][hr]

[color=7FFFD4][i]Ugh, what a vibe shift.[/i][/color] It her like a bitch. Lys tried not to look drunk. She had to be 'supplementary nurse lady' now. That was a hat she wore a good deal. [color=7FFFD4][i]But hats mess up my hair,[/i][/color] she mused, almost instantly berating herself for the out-of-place thought. She needed to get up and move a bit, to make herself useful so, when Poppy recommended running some tests and Erik recommended blood for the soon-to-be revenant, Lys agreed with the first and humoured the second. [color=7FFFD4][b]"I can grab what we need,"[/b][/color] she chirped, trying to be Erik for a moment: all positive and stuff.

Upon being met with no disagreement, Lys set hands to wheels, rolling up to the doorway. [color=7FFFD4][b]"Pops, bloodwork kit's in the usual spot, right?"[/b][/color] She half-twisted as she went, feeling the wooziness from four whiskey shots, and was met with a quick, distracted nod. People always assumed that the 'skinny Asian girl' couldn't drink but... [color=7FFFD4][i]Dammit, maybe they're right, actually,[/i][/color] she realized, the alcohol hitting her unusually hard. Of course she was worried for Amelia - everyone was - but she couldn't quite keep a stray thought from entering her mind: [color=7FFFD4][i]You sure know how to pick your moment, Sleeping Beauty.[/i][/color]

The door opened with a creak and there was Birdbrain, standing there on the other side, literally almost pressed up against it. For a moment, Lys was afraid that the other woman had been leaning on the door and would fall forward onto her, but that proved not to be a concern as the sidhe hopped aside, snapping out of what appeared to be some deep thought. Both sidhe had been unusually bouncy and spry today, come to think of it. Akaia immediately half bounced on the balls of her feet to get Lysandra's attention. [color=bca346][b]"L-Lee-saw! The mistle?"[/b][/color] she said, pale eyes the color of an excitement she didn't quite understand and with finger pointed toward the hall leading back to what had once been Ionna's room. [color=bca346][b]"You fixed it?"[/b][/color]

Lys blinked and closed the door behind herself, throwing up a cloud of swirling dust that sparkled in the light of the old stained-glass windows. [color=7FFFD4][b]"Well... I wouldn't say 'fixed' one hundred percent, but I think she's gonna make it."[/b][/color] The human twisted and looked up at Akaia, brushing some hair from her face. She was a mess, to be honest. Maybe it was just a matter of not having the recovery time of a twenty-year-old anymore. [color=7FFFD4][b]"Now I've just gotta figure out how it works without hurting it."[/b][/color] Brow momentarily furrowed, she inched forward with a little push. [color=7FFFD4][b]"You wouldn't have any special plant person knowledge on that... now wouldja?"[/b][/color] Lys arched an eyebrow and smiled conspiratorially.

It was Akaia's turn to blink, and she shook her head. [color=bca346][b]"I-... Y-you want me to eat it?"[/b][/color]

[color=7FFFD4][i]You learn something new every day,[/i][/color] thought Lysandra. Maybe she was just drunk. [color=7FFFD4][b]"If that can teach you things, then yes... eventually. I'd uh... like you to eat a small part. The plant's recovering... [i]really[/i] well, actually, but it's still a bit too weak right now. I wouldn't want to risk harming it just yet."[/b][/color] People inside were waiting for her to procure the bloodwork equipment. She had no time to linger, chatting, even if the chat was a potentially fruitful one. [color=7FFFD4][b]"We'll talk later, Flower Power, and don't worry. We won't let anything happen to Amelia."[/b][/color] With a big push of her wheels and a small apologetic glance, Lys raced off to the storage room.

In hindsight, it should've probably been someone else who went. Despite its size, the room was absolutely packed: even more so since Ionna and Vincent had arrived. Ajax had been forced to sacrifice his training room and Lys her laboratory. The child revenant had lasted all of two days, and Ajax had simply moved his things partially to his spartan room and partially outdoors. The shift had still made for a lot of clutter, though, and would continue to do so until the Commune's scientist was finished moving everything back and reclaiming what had been hers anyway at the start of last week. 

From almost the moment that she'd noticed it would be a problem, Lys had been adamant about people not just leaving their shit on the floor. She could sense that they found her insistence and constant carping pushy and overbearing, but it was something they could not hope to understand: If she wanted to be able to literally just be [u]mobile[/u] like the rest of them, she needed a cleared path about two and a half feet wide, and 'just step(ping) over things' wasn't an option. Lysandra wound her way through the shelves, stacked barrels, and mountains of haphazardly-strewn junk, hissing in frustration more than once as she got stuck or had to bend over to sweep something out of the way. By the time that she rolled out of the room with the kit and two blood beads occupying her lap, she had taken about seven minutes and was in a thoroughly bad mood, the alcohol in her system only intensifying her emotions.

Upon seeing Akaia, she took a long breath, in and out. Life's frustrations were what they were and she couldn't change them right now. These people still cared about her and she cared about them. Lys gathered herself, pushed out a polite but perfunctory greeting for the sidhe and opened the door. There was somebody inside who needed her help, who was - hopefully - soon to awaken to a new life. It was her - and Poppy's - responsibility to ensure that happened safely. The blood beads, she handed to Erik. [color=7FFFD4][b]"Listen, I know you wanna help, chief, but I think we should hold off on these until we run our tests. Can't try to cure before the diagnosis, hmm?"[/b][/color]

The kit, with its sampling needles and tubes, swabs, and ties, was placed on the sleeping revenant's end table. Lys glanced at Poppy. [color=7FFFD4][b]"Sorry for the wait. Someone else should've gone."[/b][/color] She glanced down for a moment and swept some hair from her face. Looking back up, she was all business. [color=7FFFD4][b]"We should begin."[/b][/color]
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