Nexus. Blue's Bar. There and Back Again cont'd

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As Random finishes his Sunrise, deciding what exactly to do next, he takes a look around the bar . . .

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She makes a small sound of discomfort and falls back. "Hurt."

//He used to hang around the edges of things all the time till we got Keg,// says Blue grimly. //And then I saw that drone come into the bar a few times and buy drinks.//

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"Lay still. EMPs are pretty nasty stuff. . . . Any particular place?"

//Arg// he sighs irritably over the comm //Rotten slagger. The drone's probably his!// From his tone, if he wasn't conversing with her over comm, he'd probably be glaring darkly at some defenseless object in the room.

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"Head...." Arcee puts the hand not holding the medal over her mouth.

//Keg's scanning it to find out its universe of origin right now.// Blue looks at Arcee and hurries out of the room to get a bucket just in case. Arcee sends a startled look after her as she goes.

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Hmm. This could be worse than he thought. "Yeeee-aaaah . . . avoid moving."

//Good kid.//

"She thinks you're gonna purge," he offers as an explanation. "Don't speak or open your mouth unless you feel like you felt before you tried to move."

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//Of course he is. I gave him everything I know, and I got my programming from the best security mech ever created.//

Arcee blinks at him, then shutters her optics and starts to cry in her quiet, dry opticked way.

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// . . . Who?// It's a multiverse, you know.

"Just until she gets back with a bucket." He gives her arm a small rub. "It'll be alright."

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She gives the ghost of a nod and tries to stop the weeping, but she's shaking.

//His name was Red Alert.// Blue comes back with the bucket and a pain override tab. //She's focused on you. Do you want to keep on interacting with her so there's less chance of her getting overwhelmed?//

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He starts giving her arm small, rhythmic rubs in an effort to help her calm down.

// . . . *something about being glad Blue and Keg are less paranoid* . . . Um, yeah, that might be best, yeah.//

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//My boss wasn't paranoid. That seems to have been something that happened after his alternates got to Earth.// Blue watches her friend with a concerned frown as she offers the things to Random.

Arcee, in the meantime, starts intaking air slowly, her attitude saying that she's glad for the touch and that it's helping.

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With one hand he somehow maintains the rubs since that seems to be helping and accepts the bucket with the other.

//From what--// he cuts off when he notices the tab with a confused look. //What's that?//

Despite the sudden distraction, the rubbing doesn't stop.

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//It'll relieve her pain.// Blue glances downward as she checks with Keg, then turns her attention back to Random.

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The expression on his face and a general lack of change in position says that that wasn't enough of an answer to tell him what exactly he was suppose to do with it.

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//You touch the pointy end to her neck or the back of her hand and squeeze it.//

Arcee flickers toward stasis, but then has some sort of dream/flashback something and sits bolt upright in a panic.

Not a good idea. >_< -_-

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// . . . Oh.// Keeping up the rubbing, he moves to put down the bucket so he get the painkiller.

The sudden movement startles him before can do so, however, and he cancels his earlier action in favor of grasping onto Arcee's shoulder to keep her up and holding bucket near her in case of a purge.