[Walkabout] He did something right for once...

[failgoyle]

I'M IN!

[Whatever's just happened, Jules sounds about as pleased with himself as he can manage on the psychic network.]

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[final_summoner]

In where? Do you need someone to come get you out?

[failgoyle]

I got through the scary door in the hospital! I can get it open!

So no, for once, I don't need rescuing.

[final_summoner]

Oh! Good!

What's scary about the door? Other than it being difficult to open?

[failgoyle]

Well, it's a mysterious stainless steel door in the middle of the hospital.

That is kind of...ominous...

[Regrets. He is starting to have them.]

[bypartisan]

... dear Lord.

Thibault, we really don't need to know about your sex life. Kindly stop broadcasting.

[comebewe]

...You actually think there's someone here who might have sex with Jules?

[bypartisan]

... perhaps. My cousin Richars managed to marry and have children and he's a far more odious person than Thibault could ever hope to be. On the other hand, he was the de facto heir to the countship for several years, before getting himself sent to gaol, so that might have contributed to it.

Don't ask me who the unlucky soul might be, however. I dare not speculate which among us has taste that terrible.

[failgoyle]

Hey, hey, hey!

One, there are plenty of women who would have sex with me, and two, this is all perfectly innocent!

[summerorange]

[Another voice pipes up, one that's clearly uncomfortable with the broad implications at hand.]

H-he's right! Nothing like--like that is going on here!

[capital_asset]

...Congratulations?

[failgoyle]

Thank you, I think they're called for.

I haven't met a door yet that could keep me out for too long.

[capital_asset]

How did you get in? And, er, which door?

[failgoyle]

I hacked the hell out of it, pretty much.

And it's the big door in the hospital. Stainless steel, can't miss it.

[runawaystory]

In where?

[failgoyle]

In the big, sealed off door in the hospital.

[Someone may have been too focused on whether or not he could get in to think about whether or not he should get in.]

[runawaystory]

That...seems like a recipe for disaster.

[Please excuse her while she has nightmare visions of piled corpses or other hospital-y horrors.]

[failgoyle]

I...uh...just wanted to see if I could get past their systems...

[Dammit, consequences to his actions, dammit...]

And Riddick and Matthew were really interested in getting in there.

[flumine]

Keep low and to the side. Proper protocol when breaching.

...We'll bring backup.

[failgoyle]

D-do you really think we'll need backup?

[flumine]

You bypassed their airlock. If they're still there, they won't be happy.

[failgoyle]

...I thought airlocks were only on spaceships!

[itsananimalthing]

Good job, kid.

[Riddick is sparse with praise, but this deserves it. So there you go, Jules. Riddick just said you did good-- that must mean you really did.]

We'll be over there in a few minutes. Don't actually open it until we get there, all right?

[failgoyle]

Thanks!

[He doesn't get praise from Riddick at often, really, ever so yes, he's going to take it.]

And alright, I'll leave it as it is. I'm not going in there by myself.

[Or at all, possibly.]

[itsananimalthing]

Good. We'll be back in a little bit. Got some work we're doin' a few halls over.

[failgoyle]

Okay! I'll...just sit tight, then!