hagalaz | video ✺ And the arm bone's connected to the -- uhhh. Where -- oh, no. Oh, no?

[fehus]

[what's up MoM? have a somber looking blond teen with grey eyes, who appears to be sitting in the treetops]

Hey. Um, it's Magnus. Chase. Considering peoples' arms are dropping off in the street and powers are going nuts and old battle wounds are blasting open in supermarkets and ruining all the clementines and shit, I think it might be good if everybody knew how to get in touch with their friendly local healer. Uh, I'm one of those, but I'm like, also just one demi-dude, so if any healers willing to help out would respond to this post with a text about how their powers work and what cities they're usually in, we can figure out maybe kind of a rotation? Just to help people not go full Ron of the Dead, until somebody figures out how to fix the nanites. I'll leave a place in the post to put your info.

And everybody else, like, consider this an imPort-911 post? All the healers can track it so we can have better response times. And you can get in touch with specific healers if like, there's a specific need.

Uh, Nurse Chase out.

[have a deadpan peace sign, and then the feed going black]

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[fehus]

It might be going on up there. The Porter's shut down, it's affecting the nanites holding people together and giving people their powers.

Hopefully it's not still going on by the time you guys get back. Um, but thanks -- [he realises with a start] -- Poe?

[flightforfreedom]

Hmm. Not sure- I'm fine, but Odin and Peter did look a little banged up. I just figured they were wrestling again. I'll keep an eye on everyone, though.

Just wish I could actually be of some help. [He gives almost a weary smile when Magnus starts, because he is not exactly hard to recognize at this point.]

Poe, yeah. Good to meet you.

[fehus]

If their nanites are busted like everyone else, the weeks of wrestling are gonna come back all at once. I'd pass the message along, since I'm starting to sound like a broken record about not doing bad hits.

[Magnus' grey eyes are oddly intent, careful. there's other stuff going on right now, but this is the first time he's talked to Poe. the Poe, of Odin's broken heart]

...How's space.

[flightforfreedom]

I'll keep an eye on them for you, don't worry. [Because now he remembers where he recognizes the name and face - Magnus had sent a video message for those two up to the shuttle.]

Honestly? Not as great as its cracked up to be. Especially with everyone hurting so badly down there.

[fehus]

[Poe gets -- a quite intense grey look at that, but no comment. he's not sure Poe's eye is the best eye for the job, considering it's flitted off Odin and might get punched by Peter, depending on where the other guy landed on that]

We'll handle it, somehow. ImPorts are innovative. The scale of the crisis is nothing new, everything always goes apeshit.

[flightforfreedom]

[Oh, he's noticing the looks. And if he wasn't just as aware that taking this private was absolutely useless over voice, he might have done so. Because he's starting to get it, even if it took him a while.

And he can't really blame Magnus at all.

He wonders if he should say something, but instead he just sighs and looks away from the camera, out the window and down (up?) at Earth.]

How long have you been here? This ever happened before?

[Deflection tactics initiated.]

[fehus]

Right before I got here, there was an attack of the clones thing.

[flightforfreedom]

When they were impersonating us? Yeah. That happened just after I got here.

That wasn't the porter though, was it?

[fehus]

Didn't you just say you were the one here? I have no idea.

[fehus]

I just mean -- crazy shit seems to be kind of regular, the longer I stay here. I try to keep out of it. I get enough crazy shit at home.

[flightforfreedom]

The way you were talking, I just assumed - -

Never mind. We both have no idea what's going on. That sounds about normal.

[fehus]

Sadly, yeah.

[a pause, almost awkward, and then]

Do you guys really have no medic? Like, as part of the show, behind the scenes?

[flightforfreedom]

[Poe shakes his head.]

No one up here but us. We had the nanites, probably figured that we'd be fine. And if we died, we'd get rezzed again anyway.

[fehus]

That sure is... something. Bad? Yeah, bad.

I'm starting to wish I researched this shady crap before my friends got shot off-planet in a spacerocket.

[flightforfreedom]

Even if you had, none of us knew the Porter would go down.

Look, I know you've got no reason to believe me, but trust me when I say:

I'll make sure they get back home safe.

[fehus]

[there's a complicated look on Magnus' face at that. it's not that he's feeling petty, really, it's just -- he doesn't know Poe, except as the guy who broke his friend's heart, and flies Okay, maybe. he's got nothing to put his trust in, and besides -- he doesn't need to]

[ultimately, he lands on;]

You don't have to prove anything to me. [because he doesn't] And I don't need to depend on you, for them to be okay. My friends are smart, and good at stuff. And it'll take more than a shitty reality show in space to keep them down.

Even if I wish they'd stop punching eachother, they'll be fine.