[Short-tempered on the best of days, his ability to handle this conversation erodes only further as he's confronted with the ludicrous picture he makes. It's not like he doesn't know. He doesn't need some stranger to tell him, least of all one like this—haughty, unyielding and unhelpful, armed to the teeth. It reminds him of being in a room with another Fighter, someone he doesn't already know, looking to tear into his throat unless he proves himself. Or worse, one of the commanders themselves.]
I woke up somewhere I shouldn't be, who fucking knows how far from where I should, told I have to save worlds to undo the shit I already got myself into... and yeah, so I was in the med bay. I'm fine. They did surgery. [He lets his arm hang at his side, gun in his fingers with the barrel carefully pointed down. He may not know how to operate this futuristic pistol, but he knows basic safety.] Just want to be prepared in case this is all a sick joke.
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[Short-tempered on the best of days, his ability to handle this conversation erodes only further as he's confronted with the ludicrous picture he makes. It's not like he doesn't know. He doesn't need some stranger to tell him, least of all one like this—haughty, unyielding and unhelpful, armed to the teeth. It reminds him of being in a room with another Fighter, someone he doesn't already know, looking to tear into his throat unless he proves himself. Or worse, one of the commanders themselves.]
I woke up somewhere I shouldn't be, who fucking knows how far from where I should, told I have to save worlds to undo the shit I already got myself into... and yeah, so I was in the med bay. I'm fine. They did surgery. [He lets his arm hang at his side, gun in his fingers with the barrel carefully pointed down. He may not know how to operate this futuristic pistol, but he knows basic safety.] Just want to be prepared in case this is all a sick joke.