020: VIDEO

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[Not long after midnight and the scrub room at the hospital looks like it's been deserted by one very messy surgeon. Crumpled, bloodied blue cotton lies in a pile on the tiled floor.]

YIP. YIPYIPAWOOO.

[And then something starts nudging the network device until it's leaning up against the heap. Something with a little wet nose, a little furry face, and ears. Not so little ears.]

YIP RRRRRR.

[Device placed to show the heavy swing doors, the creature (smaller than a cat, not quite as long as a side of A4) rushes headlong into them, failing to make any impact whatsoever. Scrabbling with his sharp claws has an equally dismal effect.]

AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

[But at least they're soundproof.]


[ooc: GRAB BAG! Chase will be a fennec fox for the duration of the weekend, please feel free to run into him anywhere over any part of it, or video tag for yipping and contemporary mime. He will be let out of the scrub room!]

Comments

video;

[chasestail]

Arf-WOOROO Arf-WOOROO ARF!

(Oh, hi Carla, hi Carla, hi!)

[Small foxes get excited over small things. Chase shakes his head - it's mostly ears - and paws at the screen, a little composure and curiosity regained.]

Yip Yawoo?

(You went back to your place?)

[Language barrier aside, this is obviously a question from something with more behind its little beady eyes than the average rat]

video;

[dignity_misery]

[She frowns incredulously at the screen. Not just a rodent, it also makes horrible little noises too. Rex presses his nose at her, wanting her to pet him and she does so distractedly. She mumbles something to herself that sounds mostly like 'What is today...' and spends a moment poking her phone to find out. The last weekend of the month. Right. It's been a while since she got to skip being horrified by it.]

I can't help you, you'll be fine by Monday.

[Shrug.]

video;

[chasestail]

Rrrrrrr Yip! Awooo.

(Relatively speaking I'm fine now. How about you?)

[Given the right tone, even these silly squeaks are leant (a small amount of) gravity. He crosses his paws and lays down in front of the screen.]

video;

[dignity_misery]

[Chase-fox, she is not interested in being lectured by you and she does not like your tone.]

No.

[She does not need to be sassed by a rodent, kthx.]

video;

[chasestail]

Rrffff.

(No, I doubt you are.)

[At least he's quiet, just watching. It's stopped Rex doing cartwheels.]

video;

[dignity_misery]

[She's not even 'fine' by her own estimates, really. All evidence of her run-in Underground is still fresh on her, less than a week old. Claw-marks stitched closed, cuts scabbing over and bruises deep purple. She's stuck in her apartment now, unwilling to hobble around on the broken leg in public. She's bored and lonely and she keeps having to call down to the grocery store to deliver her the food she keeps systematically demolishing.]

Be quiet.

[Her eyes narrow slightly, she had mostly been refusing to have a conversation with a rodent with that reply, but now it's sounding a bit self-satisfied. Rex is slowly trying to ooze into her lap like he would with his former owner, and she has to pause for a moment to push him off onto the cushion beside her.]

video;

[chasestail]

[His tail curls around his side, its steady thump against the ground the only outward sign of agitation. Not that he can see the state of her to its full extent. He doesn't know about the leg, but from the way she moves to shove at the dog he can guess from the degree of restriction to her movement.

No reply, though. Just thump, thump, thump.]

video;

[dignity_misery]

[She was already a little suspicious of his foxy face, and it's even more so now. Although, really, wouldn't Chase have just carried on being a pest? She frowns.]

I'll call you, later.

[Maybe.]

video;

[chasestail]

[Yes, but it's hard to make a point with yelps and whines. He'd visit, if the dog weren't likely to eat him.

He raises his chin, a response that should put any suspicious to rest.]

Wooo.

(Try not to strain yourself.)

[It's always later than he'd like.]