Binging webcomics does some strange things | Canon: Awful Hospital

[greenmamabear]

Look, its not that I'm not grateful being out of the Hospital. Really. Not to mention being away from the voices, that's nice too.

But uh.

I'd, uh... rather be home. With my son. Can we have something like that arranged?

[You can't help but doubt that's not going to happen. After all, recent events have made your life a very unlucky one.]

...At least let's keep things happy?

Comments

hello i just screamed a little

[chipstep]

Whoa... You're like...

Green.

[Is it normal for people to be this green?? Then again, one of the Gems is purple, so...]

screams make great rave sounds keep at it

[greenmamabear]

[Oh wow, a normal looking human. Sort of. The hair is a little suspect, but maybe he just styles it that way. You'll take what you can get after the Hospital.]

I'm what?!

[You immediately checks your hands and legs. Nope, still the same color you've always been. Not a splotch if green on you. If this guy is seeing stuff, maybe he wasn't as normal as you were hoping. Wouldn't that be just your luck.]

BWABWABWABWAwait that's not a rave sound

[chipstep]

You're green, man. Like... Booger-green. Or, uh... Apples?

[Yes, Sour Cream, that's a nice way to phrase it. A for effort.
Maybe he'll just... pull out a green glowstick, snap and shake it - and then put it near her arm.]

See? Greeeen. Really green.

Sure it is, just add air horns it'll work great

[greenmamabear]

[You glance between the glow stick and yourself, before finally giving Sour Cream a look.]

Kay, I think I'd know if I was green.

[notbloodylikely]

Man, I wish that could be arranged. I ain't seen my kids in donkey's.

[That's donkey's ears, as in years.]

[greenmamabear]

[You briefly consider questioning what he means be "donkey's" but you decide to drop it. Its not the weirdest thing around.]

Its never that easy, is it? Can't just... pop over and see his face, even for a second.

[notbloodylikely]

Not so simple, I'm afraid. Or it probably is, but like with everything, the ones pulling the shots like to make it complicated for the little guys.

[Not that the's exactly little, being a very large man. Still, he breaks out a sincere reassuring smile. Mothers minus their children get handled nicely and barely even flirted with, that's the rule.]

On the other hand, we do pop back and forth, so long as things are progressing wherever we came from. Though judging from your comments... that's not really the best news, huh?

[greenmamabear]

[You rub your neck idly.]

It's... pretty stressful back there, yeah.

[notbloodylikely]

[He silently looks left and right before reaching into his coat to retrieve a cigarette case, flicking it open and offering one by tilting his head.

They're actually hand rolled and filled with Pisalikkot, the mystical flower of blood revival and an ingredient in resurrecting the dead. He's a weird guy, but they've just as good for stress.]

Want to talk about it?

[greenmamabear]

[You've never really been a fan of smoking, but stress relievers are stress relievers. You pick up the offered cigarette and fiddle with it momentarily.]

That'd probably be nice. Its kind of a long story though.

[notbloodylikely]

I ain't got nothing but time, darling.

[He takes one for himself before snapping the case shut and replacing it with a lighter. He's not exactly a gentleman, but still. Ladies first. The smoke is a light pink colour and smells a bit copper, less abrasive than tobacco. The magic flower its made out of isn't meant to be smoked, but it works! Refreshes, gets the heart rate up a bit, replaces lost blood,.

His is second to be lit.]

I figure this whole experience wouldn't be near half as bad if we all took the time to help each other out a bit more.

[greenmamabear]

[Well. That's a little weird. It occurs to you that maybe smoking cigarettes from strangers wasn't your brightest idea, but screw it. You need a break. So you smoke.]

Well, thanks. I really appreciate it.

[notbloodylikely]

Welcome. Besides, I'm a dashing rogue so it's practically my duty to be nice to cute chicks.

[His heart isn't really in it, but it's habit. Not that she's not cute (everyone is cute to Feda), but. Time and place. For funsies, he blows a smoke ring, then shoots a stream through it.]

Feda Gandamak, professional adventurer, part time father.

[He bows, fist on his chest. Good thing his hairstyle is already 'chaotic mess' so when it rearranges from that, it looks just as good.]

[greenmamabear]

[Been a while since someone's flirted with you, in all honesty. Most people at the hospital just seem disgusted by "how many heads you have!"

You suspect they don't actually know what heads are.

Nonetheless, he gets a smile.]

Nice to meet you. I'm Ms. Green. Uh, mother of one.

[notbloodylikely]

[Smile Get!]

Oh man, one. I remember when I had one! I thought I used up all my love on one, but then along came two and suddenly I had twice as much.

[Repeat that 15 more times...]

There just ain't anything better than kids. In the universe or beyond.

[greenmamabear]

[Soft chuckles.]

I don't think I'm ready for more than one yet. He's not even old enough for me to start job hunting again.

[Your smile wavers a little.]

I hope he's safe...

[notbloodylikely]

[He gives an 'aww' at the reveal of her son's young age, but sees the fading smile. Alas. Not everyone can have the unwavering optimism of hard core denial he has.]

You know what? I bet he's thinkin' the same thing about you, even if he don't know the words for it yet. I'm a quick judge of character, so I'm gonna go ahead and say if he's half as tough as his mum here, he's doing just fine.

[And a reassuring hand on her shoulder, if he can get away with it.]

[greenmamabear]

[Well that's super nice. You smile again, a little more sadly.]

Thanks. I hope so...

I was, uh. Looking for him. Where I was.

[notbloodylikely]

Mmm. I guessed.

[Because he is a HARD MAN, Feda snuffs out his cigarette between finger and thumb, before flicking it far off into the distance, using the activity as an excuse to think.]

I'm also guessing it ain't an ordinary scenario either, not that I'd know normal if it bit me in the bum.

[I mean, he doesn't even wear a shirt. Speaking of shirts and bums-]

Are you okay in just that gown, by the way? You can borrow my coat if you like.

[greenmamabear]

How familiar are you with hospitals full of monsters? We could trade notes.

It'd, uh, be a nice change of pace for a while. I've just been in the gown for a while.

[notbloodylikely]

I've seen it a couple times. Wouldn't say it has ever been common, but it happened a fair bit back home, when magic started returning and people whose ancestors were... other things turned into those.

[He removes his coat as he speaks and casually drapes it over her shoulders. As he's a pretty huge dude, it's not exactly a good fit but hey. It's warm and has a bitchin' fur collar.

The pockets are full of all sorts of weird stuff though.]

I got off light, really. [He tugs at his hair, before pointing to his eyes. White and softly glowing red respectively.] So anyway, you could say I've some experience at least.

[equalstarshine]

[Sorry Ms. Green, your weirdness quota hasn't been met yet.]

'Happiness' is a relative thing of course

[greenmamabear]

...Uh.

[Talking pony. Alright then. You've seen worse.]

...sure? I mean, if you say so.

After looking it up, I couldn't resist (You're awesome btw)

[zom_goof]

[Hope ya don't mind a tip of the ol hat from a zombified dog man.]

hahaa Thanks! This is PRETTY DARN NEAT too

[greenmamabear]

[Well. This is happening.

You reluctantly force up a smile and politely wave back.]