Wednesday February 25, 2009
'Chelle:Legs! How are you feeling?
Legs:Grateful. I heard that you jumped out of a building in shorted-out armor, shattered a knee and an ankle, and then walked ten blocks to get the Frellenti medkit to me.
'Chelle:You would have been fine. We all got 'ported into the medbay about a minute after I showed up.
Legs:Do you accept my gratitude, or do you want a traditional Frellenti prehensile tongue-hugging instead?
'Chelle:Ummm. . . You're welcome. Please don't lick me.