Military Log - 015

[dadandgone]

[Cambot hadn't seen Maes lately...

Oh but what's this? He's asleep in his room...and is that a pie plate on the floor?

Uh oh.]

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[yabigfurball]

[That doesn't bode well. Ammy hurries on over to his room, lets herself in, and trots over. Well, he doesn't smell dead, but...this doesn't seem like asleep, either. She nudges his shoulder with her nose.]

[dadandgone]

[Unresponsive.]

[yabigfurball]

[Let's try something more, then. She licks his face.]

[dadandgone]

[You aren't exactly his true love Ammy. It doesn't work this way.]

[yabigfurball]

[Man, wolf slobber in the face will normally get anyone up! Ammy circles around behind him, grabs the back of his collar, and starts shaking him. Maybe this will help.]

[dadandgone]

[It's (shake) not (shake shake) working (shake).

Surprisingly really.]

[yabigfurball]

[Well, this is serious. What Maes needs is medicine, or food, or both...maybe even something more. And he's not going to get it just lying around here.]

[So, Ammy tries something she's done before when necessary. She grabs Maes by the collar, and flips him up onto her back. Time to find someone with proper food or medicine! She backs out of the room and takes off running down the hall.]

[dadandgone]

[Yeah if he's not waking up to dog slober or shaking what makes you think flipping him on your back is going to wake him up?

Or, really, anything on the ship for that matter.

BUT YOU GO AHEAD AND TRY AMMY!]

[yabigfurball]

[SHE WILL THANK YOU

TROMP TROMP TROMP off she goes down the hall, with Maes staying on her back somehow but probably not looking all that better for it. First things first...she runs to the bathroom at the end of the hall, and opens some of the cabinets in there to look for medicine. What sort of medicine would even be good for comas? She really wishes there was a doctor here who could at least tell her what to get.]

[dadandgone]

[This has bad idea written all over it.]

[yabigfurball]

[Nonsense, she's a god; all of her ideas are good ones!]

[She pulls out various medicines, trying to read which ones help with sleep. Well, there's ones that make you go to sleep, but no antidotes to sleep itself. Maybe she could mix some of these together, but she doesn't know what to mix.]

[Well, there's another solution! Nothing like a bath to get you up and running for cover. She drags Maes by the collar over to the shower, and props him up sort of sitting halfway inside it. Once that's done, she jumps up and pulls on the shower knob...enjoy a cold shower, Maes.]

[dadandgone]

[LOL NOPE.

And now you have a sleeping/dead wet guy on your hands. Hope he doesn't catch a cold.]

[yabigfurball]

[This is getting frustrating! She hasn't tried loud noises yet, has she? Well, at this point, she's trying anything.]

[She gets up close to Maes' face and proceeds to start barking, while he's still getting doused in cold water.]

BARK! BARK BARK! BARK! BARK BARK BARK!

[dadandgone]

[Still nothing.]