[ io YEETS the stick and kosmo is gone. he hops through the snow, unable to traverse the snowy terrain as well at this size, not that he seems to mind. having the time of his life. ]
You really fit the title of Chief Medical Officer, that's for sure. [ compliments this cow and offers a smile to enforce it. ] We're all really lucky to have you here. [ they'd all be dead otherwise. (people are dying.) ]
Sounds like you were a doctor back home or something.
[ keith squints to see kosmo in the distance, his blue standing out amongst the stark snowy white. there he go, rolling around. ]
[ moving along now, though kind of keeping their eyes closer to the ground, along the roots of the trees. one of them, as they walk, seems to have a slight glow at its roots, just beneath the snow. meanwhile there goes kosmo, io watches him briefly just to make sure he doesn't go too far. ]
Wore a couple other hats while I was at it. And... don't count yourselves so lucky yet. If we can't figure out what the hell's happening on board...
Oh right, your profile... [ keith suddenly remembering these things and feeling dumb for asking questions he has the answers to. it's fine. small talk...
goodbye kosmo.
ah. keith catches that, watching them for a moment. ]
We will. [ said evenly, keith walking up alongside them and patting them on the shoulder. ] Just gotta take one day at a time. [ flashes them a soft smile, something meant to be reassuring and grounding. ]
Looks like we may have found what you were looking for. [ gives io's shoulder a squeeze, before kneeling down and brushing the snow aside. ]
[ they chuckle a bit briefly, though its cut short when the pat on the shoulder happens. not badly, just more of a moment to catch up on what is happening. ]
The only way we can really.
[ watching keith brush the snow away, they pause, before a small 'aha' leaves them. they'll help a little bit, and beneath. they take a moment, bringing up their i.r.i.s. to check a few images before nodding quickly and dismissing the screen. ]
A good eye, Keith... [ brushing more snow away to reveal what looks to be soft-looking fluffy fungi clinging to the roots. its network runs with soft speckles of light, similar to static discharge that gently slide through it from cap to cap. ] We'll leave some behind. I don't want to take all of them. Just enough to make it by this week...
Might be able to grow some of your own, if you can get some of those spores.
[ waves hand in plants and how they work, idfk. and he probably only knows from listening to hunk and pidge. ]
There's got to be a greenhouse somewhere on the ship and if not, better put a work order in for one. [ this is a half-joke. he think it'd be neat if they could have one... ya never know what you might need! ]
[ very gently digging, they pull their gloves off and pocket them, reaching down to gently touch the roots of the tree, angling their head a little, lifting just a bit of the caps to see what's beneath. ]
But I believe it's still locked behind a gate or two. We have to move through service passages throughout the ship to get there.
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You really fit the title of Chief Medical Officer, that's for sure. [ compliments this cow and offers a smile to enforce it. ] We're all really lucky to have you here. [ they'd all be dead otherwise. (people are dying.) ]
Sounds like you were a doctor back home or something.
[ keith squints to see kosmo in the distance, his blue standing out amongst the stark snowy white. there he go, rolling around. ]
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[ moving along now, though kind of keeping their eyes closer to the ground, along the roots of the trees. one of them, as they walk, seems to have a slight glow at its roots, just beneath the snow. meanwhile there goes kosmo, io watches him briefly just to make sure he doesn't go too far. ]
Wore a couple other hats while I was at it. And... don't count yourselves so lucky yet. If we can't figure out what the hell's happening on board...
[ they trail off tightly. ]
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goodbye kosmo.
ah. keith catches that, watching them for a moment. ]
We will. [ said evenly, keith walking up alongside them and patting them on the shoulder. ] Just gotta take one day at a time. [ flashes them a soft smile, something meant to be reassuring and grounding. ]
Looks like we may have found what you were looking for. [ gives io's shoulder a squeeze, before kneeling down and brushing the snow aside. ]
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[ they chuckle a bit briefly, though its cut short when the pat on the shoulder happens. not badly, just more of a moment to catch up on what is happening. ]
The only way we can really.
[ watching keith brush the snow away, they pause, before a small 'aha' leaves them. they'll help a little bit, and beneath. they take a moment, bringing up their i.r.i.s. to check a few images before nodding quickly and dismissing the screen. ]
A good eye, Keith... [ brushing more snow away to reveal what looks to be soft-looking fluffy fungi clinging to the roots. its network runs with soft speckles of light, similar to static discharge that gently slide through it from cap to cap. ] We'll leave some behind. I don't want to take all of them. Just enough to make it by this week...
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[ waves hand in plants and how they work, idfk. and he probably only knows from listening to hunk and pidge. ]
There's got to be a greenhouse somewhere on the ship and if not, better put a work order in for one. [ this is a half-joke. he think it'd be neat if they could have one... ya never know what you might need! ]
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[ very gently digging, they pull their gloves off and pocket them, reaching down to gently touch the roots of the tree, angling their head a little, lifting just a bit of the caps to see what's beneath. ]
But I believe it's still locked behind a gate or two. We have to move through service passages throughout the ship to get there.
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At least you guys can still access them. It'll be nice to see it, once the gates are operating normally again.
[ kosmo joins them again, sniffing at the tree roots. ]
How's it looking?
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[ hi kosmo. he just lifts a hand and gives a pat to the good boy's shoulders. ]
It looks good. I think we can harvest a few without ruining the network of them. A little goes a long way.
[ gently, they will unsheath a small knife from their wrist, carefully scoring around the base of a few of the fungi. ]