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"You've never been unappealing to me. however you need some time to recover and get your own body in order first. you overwork yourself right now and you could do more damage than is already there. same reason I'm bedridden till this becomes fully operational. sure I can get up and walk and move...but too much input into the bioware brain parts here could be very bad for my health. thus my perfectly fine flesh and blood is kept immobile until the bioware is ready."


Jessica was still typing away, going over scanners and trying to decide how to get at that arm without triggering all the damn second and third backup systems they'd found so far, while occasionally giveing Camp a glance to see how he was doing. notes and such, probably trying to think of formulas to get this to work too.

a light chuckle to her.

"soup. something easy on the stomach that won't trigger a gag reflex by an overly sensative bioware component, if your offering. and some biscuits."


Jessica looked at camp like he'd asked the dumbest question in the world.

"We're in the medical bay of Meta. we got beds to spare and beds even specially designed for the meta folks like rennel with unusual attachments. spare cots are available as well if your uncomfortable with that. we've pulled many an all nighter here. not everyone has it as easy as james when it comes to upgrades or checkups. mostly since they aren't trained or have self trained to work on thier own equipment like he did. and rennel's medical condition has made some of his very touch and go."

a nod to the paper he was working on.

"Any luck on that?"

"Sounds good...we'll grab a bit and then get an hour or so of shut eye, then back to mill for us both." Givng a chuckle and setting aside everything, makign his way with Lillia down to get some food...of course the sleep thing was more or less up for debate but they compromised on sleeping in chairs in the office so when they did wake up from power naps, they could get right back to work. It was a good system.

"Aw, he wants sick people food, that's so cute." Giving a chuckle and sliding herself off the edge of his bed, painfully of course but she didn't give more than a squeak over it. After all, had to learn to walk and such again. "Right, sit tight Sparky." Using walls and various surfaces again to get her walkng done. It wasn't more than a quick trip to the living quarters to get them both something to eat bringing it back to James. She of course had then just plopped in one of the med bay beds...didn't feel like walking anymore...which was going to be where she was goign to fall asleep.

"I got something going." Passing over the piece of paper which had notes on what part of what accomplished in the whole of the complex little designs he was making and such. "Take a look, and break out the coffee we're going to be at this all night."



And she fell off the bed when she woke up the nexy morning and had rolled...her bed was bigger than a med bay bed adn well...the floor was farther away too. So there she was, laying on the floor, staring at the ceiling for a good few moments. She raised a hand. "Can I have painkillers now!?" Oh in pain...and she knew Camp was still in that room.

Up and already back to work, this time mixing chemicals that he figured were the best combination to help him and Jessica out..would be a coma of sorts...hopefully fix all the problems they were having...or at least this round of problems before they came to the next. "No, and you may want to lay there for a while, though tuck your knees up to your chest, hold behind your knees to keep the position...it's goof for your back."

He was asleep on the stapler. Yes the stapler. Not only did they have one, but it still worked and was widely used...not for papers but for other things that Jelena often found amusing...like staple fights, paperweight, and throwing at people. Nice and comfy dreamland.

She was passed out standing up at the file cabinet. It was interesting to know that the only reason she kept her feet was because she'd leaned against the one closest to the wall and was balancing her weight between them, one hand still locked firmly around the handle of the not completely battered drawer. Who knew how she did it, she wouldn't even question it herself.

Soon though, something startled her and her fingers relaxed, releasing the old and she tumbled backwards to land quite hard on her posterior. Yelping at the sudden pain, her eyes shot open and she looked around, the normal grogginess she felt, gone. Her glasses had fallen onto her face as well and she blinked again, shaking her head. Jelena's office...destruction and Erik...

Wasn't that just adorable. She thought about waking him up but the both of them had gotten barely any sleep for the last few days and with the climactic happenings occurring...well it would be better to let him sleep. But not on the stapler. She loved that thing. It worked so nicely for it's intended purpose and she still had no idea why they'd moved to so many other nuances of technology. Strolling over, she gently removed the stapler from under his face and arms and pushed it to the side, then laid him gently back down on the desktop. Unable to resist, she ran her hands through his hair and then turned and headed back to work. Filing was good for the soul.

Jessica looked at Camp and raised a fist to deck him.

"You son of a....bee...sshhh..."

before collapsing into Jame's arms, and being laid ont eh table james himself had been occupying a short time ago, snoring loudly.


James gave a small pat to Jelena's head, and a sympathetic look.

"Sorry, doctor said no painkillers."

before moving back out to Camp.

"So...what's the plan? anything I can do to try and help?"

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