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twenty two ♥ voice

[Backdated to after this thread; Vesper doesn't bother with filters because she's in a hurry, bordering on panicked but mostly just confused because-]

I think there's been some sort of gas leak, [Or something, but she has no idea how it happened or if it's affecting the rest of the ship or what.] James is unconscious, I need help getting him to the infirmary.

[She's about to leave it at that, but.]

We're on the sixth floor in the hallway.

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I'm one floor up, I can be there in two shakes.

Thank you.

Not at all. It's what I signed on for.

[ And in two shakes there's a very tall man in a tux, opera cape and wearing gloves in the hallway. He's got a tictac on his head. You know, no big. Just another day on the barge. ]

Got here fast as I could. Is he breathing?

[He's still getting a very strange look, because what the fuck, sir, at least the other superheroes dress like normal human beings when they're just wandering around here.

But back to the more important matter at hand.]

Yes, but it's not as regular as it should be.

Any strange smells before you found him? Colored gases? I'm a chemist.

[ He came closer, felt for the man's pulse. ]

Helm's got a filtration system, so I don't get anything other than fresh, clean air in here.

I didn't notice anything unusual before, but once I realized he wasn't waking up, I thought I might actually smell something unusual, like... [She doesn't really know how to explain it because it had been faint.] Gas, I don't know. I don't know how long he was exposed to it.

Can you describe the scene? Sweet, acidic, acrid? [ He's a tall man, which is good-- James isn't small. ] He's alive, but a little thready. Let's get him out of here.

[ He's no stranger to hauling injured out, though James is going to be more unwieldy than others might be. ]

Acrid. [She's sort of just guessing at this point.] A bit like ozone, or bad eggs.

[She's small, but she's definitely ready and willing to help, and lingers a bit for his instruction, not sure how he wants to do this.]

Could be a lot of things. You able to get his legs?

[ His reflective 'face' made it hard to tell where he was looking, but his attention seemed to be on Vesper at the moment. ]

I can carry him on my own, pretty sure, but... more hands, lighter work.

[It's probably just a sign that she's never really properly adjusted to the Barge that she still finds this distinctly strange. She'd wardened a costumed assassin, for God's sake, but she still is having a hard time not, well. Staring at this man and wondering in what world this is normal.

Which again, is just all kinds of absurd, but there it is.]

Of course. [And she goes to do just that, waiting again for his word or signal that they're ready to get moving.]

[ If Hood notices her discomfort or confusion, he doesn't say anything. Maybe he's used to it. MAybe that's the point. He merely reflects back her expression at her. ]

Alright. Lift on three.

One. Two. Three!

[ And HEFT! ]

[She supports the weight without complaint, and gets ready to start heading towards the elevator. It's faster, and certainly easier than trying to take the stairs.]

Thank you for helping.

Like I said, that's what I signed on to do.

I'm Red Hood. Nice to make your acquaintance... circumstances being what they are. [ What do you do, it's the barge. ]

[ He helps with the carry; it's a practiced motion, he's used to doing this. ]

Vesper. [And the fact that she doesn't comment on it one way or the other might suggest that circumstances are like this a lot.

Same ship, different day.]

This is James, and he isn't likely to say thank you when he wakes up, so I'd like to repeat it on his behalf.

Not many people thank us. It's a thing you learn to live with.

So, is there -- a stove in your cabin? Or anything like that?

[ Since acrid gas and all. ]

Yes, but we hardly ever use it. [There's no real point, considering neither one of them is that into cooking and there's a dining hall that serves regular meals anyway.] The cabin didn't look any different from when I left it this morning, either.

Might be a leak, but-- considering the nature of the magic ship redemption? I wouldn't bet on the leak being accidental, if there is one.

[ The elevator finally dings on floor two. Their stop. ]

Alright, let's get sleeping beauty in there and check him for natural gas poisoning.

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I wouldn't, either.

[Especially knowing what kind of trouble Bond usually gets himself into, but she doesn't comment on that.]

[ Thankfully the place is quick, and getting James on pure oxygen to combat the CO poisoning is pretty damn simple. ]

If we got to him in time, he should wake up once he's re-oxygenated, though recovery can be a bitch. He'll be oxygen deprived -- since he moved into the hall, going to guess he was exposed to high concentration, realized he felt weird, and collapsed in the hall. So he's probably not going to have any brain impairment from exposure. All depends on how long he was enduring before he moved.

[ The joy of being a chemist: knowing how to treat shit that happens all the time in chemical plants and labs that work with volatile substances. ]

The infirmary will handle the rest -- but if you don't mind, I'd like to check your cabin for gas leaks?

[That's good to know, and she's definitely okay with the idea of someone investigating what the hell is going on, but:]

That's fine, but he wasn't in the hall, he was in his room. I went in, realized something was wrong, and pulled him out about five or so minutes later. I have no idea how long he was in there before I found him.

...that's less good.

I'm going to leave his diagnosis to the medical pros here. I'm a doctor, Jim, but not that kind of doctor.

[ ...ba-dum-tish! ]

[On a good day, she might have smiled at that.

This is not really a good day.] The door's unlocked if you want to investigate, although I suppose I'd appreciate it if you didn't broadcast that fact until we're certain it's been thoroughly investigated.

[We don't need whoever's responsible to creep back in and hide whatever evidence there is.]

[ Inappropriate humor is a nervous tic. As is his weak, unnatural laugh that wheezes in the helm. ]

I can be discreet. I'll head back down now; good luck with you and your beau.

Thank you.

[And now it's time to go fill Dr. Banner or whoever's on duty right now in on what happened.]

Gas leak? Nothing here runs on gas.

I'm on my way down, but you need to stay low to the floor. Is there anything out of place around?

[If he remembers the last time they got into it over emergency situations, he doesn't show it.]

The stove in his apartment does. [... to the best of her knowledge.]

And not that I noticed, but my focus was on getting him out, so I didn't have much time to investigate what might have been moved around. The door was locked.

You found him in his room, not the hallway?

Did you close the door behind?

Yes.

Alright. I need to get in and look around. You going with him to the infirmary or sticking around?

I'm in the infirmary.

[Warden Filter]

The door's unlocked. I had other priorities when I left.

[And Dean just goes ahead and switches it over to Private.]

I get that, but in this place, it could be an accident or it could just be an accident that he was found. And I'm head of maintenance: either way, I need to find out what's going on.

Were you in your room?

I'm perfectly aware of that, Mr. Winchester. I was informing you in case you wanted to go investigate without waiting for me. [And it is taking every ounce of self control she has right now to not bite your head off because she's just. Really tired of how this has been going down with you lately dude, why are you constantly assuming she's some idiot who's trying to make this harder for you. B(]

And no, I wasn't. I haven't been in either room since this morning.

[Ironically, that was him trying to be nice. And thinking aloud. But he misses it completely this time, distracted by trying to bring himself up to speed from a cold start.]

Just Dean.

You been somewhere that other people would know that? That you weren't there, I mean?

I was in the CES, the dining hall and the library. I can't say I was broadcasting I wasn't in the room, but I wasn't exactly hiding, either.

[Not that she'd really thought there was any particular reason to be hiding, or keeping her habits a secret or whatever else.] I don't know when James would have been back, either, or whether or not someone would have been paying attention to something like that.

Awesome.

Did you ever figure out that rat thing?

No.

Fantastic.

I'll get back to you when I know more.

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