Jesus ******** Christ, this was why he didn't like working with people. Too many variables, too many inconsistencies and unknowns and wow emotions. Selfishness. Assholery. Whining. Hand holding. Ripley and Fini were the only ones not pissing him off at the moment, but that wasn't saying much in comparison. At his old job he dealt with paperwork and occasional human contact, and that was just manageable enough.

Abbi's questions were ignored. "Nobody is going anywhere for at least another day," he growled as he finished off her bandages and pulled the sheets back over them, either oblivious or uncaring to the state of her privacy on that matter. "So calm your asses down and drink Fini's God damn water before you irritate something else beyond my temper. If you're all pleasant and quiet until then, I'll even carry you myself to your damn rooms."

(( Was that necessary? )) his partner asked mildly as the Lifer stormed off to put up his tools.

Shut up.

(( But I am a little concerned, dear one. These are--people who tolerate you. )) The giant was delicate with the use of "friends" around Jack. (( More importantly, they are future allies and ties to the other divisions. I suggest being more approachable. ))

Jack grumbled as he closed the cabinet, running a hand through his hair as he turned. "So! Bugs and burns aside, how are we feeling?" he asked the general group. "I don't know about you, but I'd like to confiscate that dart gun for safety purposes."

"Safety purposes".

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