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[onefouroneseven]

Characters: Soranik Natu & YOU
Date: February 22
Location: Fire Sector
Situation: Natu begins to stock up on things she's going to need to practice medicine if she can't use her ring
Warnings/Rating: None


[ It really only strikes Soranik on how ingrained the use of her power ring is when she can't use it anymore. There were certain allowances she was prepared to use it for (such as anything when dealing with the virus infected individual and general medical emergencies) but the mundane tasks that were simply managed better with the ring? Not allowed.

Which brought her back to her original problem - getting basic medical supplies. While the ring could easily bring up someone's vitals and monitor them, Soranik felt that the constant use of it for that would drain her ring faster than she'd like. Dressed in some loose pants she'd found in her own district and the black tank she normally wore under her uniform, she made her way through the other districts - picking up things here and there.

At least that was the plan, until she found herself in the Fire Sector with far too many boxes in her hands to grab the one she'd just bought - filled with various things the herbalist swore would dull pain when ground up and applied to wounds or bruises. ]

Just put it on top of everything else.

[ She'd manage. ]

Comments

[onefouroneseven]

I don't mind. [ She doesn't - it's nice to see someone so curious. ] And if I did not want to answer your questions, I wouldn't.

[sophos]

[She grins a little at that.] I appreciate that. But still, thanks for indulging me. We got a little off track.

[onefouroneseven]

It happens. [ She doesn't have any ill-will towards curiosity. ] There isn't anything secretive about what we do, or how we do it.

[ Which is in parts general arrogance and the fact that everyone of some importance in the galaxy knows that you don't fuck with the GLC. ]

[sophos]

[She can pick that up in Soranik's tone, and it turns her smile a shade genuine. Then she nods.] I can definitely appreciate that. And I usually prefer the spread of information to hoarding it myself.

[Her recent foray into BTW I'M A DEMIGOD has been kind of nice, you know, instead of hiding it and running from the cops who think she's a dangerous delinquent. But she's still Athena's daughter, and sharing knowledge will always be A Thing.]

[onefouroneseven]

It's always more advantageous to keep others informed, as far as I've found.

[ Except on the small things that are much better left unspoken and unacknowledged. Like the matter of biological parents and mass murderers. ]

[sophos]

[She can't help it:] Most of the time. I don't know that I'd say always.

[Because even if she's not crazy about it, there are situations that call for it, and it wouldn't be accurate to let it go unremarked, casual conversation or otherwise.]

[onefouroneseven]

True enough, I suppose. Secrets are secrets for a reason.

[ la la la la la nothing to see, no secrets here. ]

[sophos]

[A small shrug and nod of agreement.]

So do you need any help with that for now?

[ALL HER MASSIVE PILES OF STUFF THAT THEY SEEM TO HAVE FORGOTTEN...]

[onefouroneseven]

[ OH WHOOPS. ]

I think so, yes.

[sophos]

[She grins a little.] I can help you over to that delivery place, if you want?

[onefouroneseven]

I would, yes.

[ WHAT A HERO. ]

[sophos]

[AND THEN ANNABETH HELPED SORANIK OUT.]

[IT WAS GREAT.]

[THEY'RE WELL ON THEIR WAY TO AWESOMENESS.]

[WHY YES, ANNABETH IS A HERO. AND A GREAT ONE, TOO.]