Mission End: Day 12/13

[voidtreckermods]

Return of the Void Trecker.

By the sixth day since being dropped off at the foot of Ciyesia hopefully everyone has reached the summit. For those at the the top of the mountain there is an almighty gust of wind and a roar as the Void Trecker Express appears in the sky above them and comes down to land on the mountain. The doors open. "Welcome back heroes."

For those on top of the mountain already there Safety Control Apparatus flashes with the colour of the void. A screen pops up in front of them Congratulations on completing practice mission #43. The Void Trecker Express will remain on Ciyesia until tomorrow morning where we will depart. Please enjoy your last evening on Hub World#5739.

The doors remain unlocked throughout the evening and so you can chose whether to board the train once more or spend one last night out under the stars.

Back to the Void

The next morning, a few hours after sunrise the horn of the Void Trecker sounds, it seems it is time to depart once more. There is about ten minutes to gather all your things before the horn sounds again and the doors begin to close.

Once everyone is on board the train begins to move, driving straight off the shear edge of the crag, climbing higher and higher as if following invisible tracks to the clouds. Higher and higher until the mountain is a tiny molehill below you.

"Entrance into Voidspace imminent." Hopefully you all learned from last time and hold on tight. A jerk, a jolt, a flash of light and once again the ever changing void swirls outside the windows.

Comments

[knifewithnoname]

She is still watching, still silent, still wondering how on earth Peter can be a hero, never mind the super one he claims to be. Did he grumble this much when the building fell on him?

She watches Tony carefully, wondering how angry he was going to get? Peter is being useful for guaging Tony's anger points at least. Even if not for anything else.

[hashtagparkerluck]

Peter bites down on his lip and closes his eyes tightly shut as he tries prepare himself fro what comes next, a high-pitched, slightly inhuman whine coming from him as he waits. The first prick happens and on instinct he starts to try and pull his hand away.

"Ow." He lets out, jerking slightly. "C-can you-Ouch-ow." He makes the mistake of actually looking at his hand and the needle and pales even more, his face turning a slightly green shade and suddenly he feels a little woozy.

"I'm-I'm-I'm g-gonna sit-sit down now, okay?" Oh wait. He’s already sitting. That’s convenient. He lets out another whimper from the needle poking into his skin before just his forehead rest on Tony’s shoulder while he whines quietly to himself.

[runs_on_batteries]

Tony hated doing this to the kid. He knew Peter's healing powers would kick in soon though whether his skin was where they wanted it to heal or not. He wasn't going to let the boy's hand get marred permanently if he could help it. He knew this wasn't fair though. No one should have to get stitches without pain medicine or at least ice. Maybe some liquor. Something..

He tried to work as fast as he could while being neat. This wasn't exactly his area of expertise. He'd been trained for emergency first aid before but practicing on dummies and bananas were a lot different than a real person's skin. For one thing, it was more bloody. His clothes were getting stained as the blood dripped from Peter's hand.

He breathed a sigh of relief when it was over. He took that handkerchief that Peter hadn't used but for a moment and tied up the wound. He looked at his hands and sighed. "I'm going to go wash up. Buttercup we can finish your hair after that, okay?"

[knifewithnoname]

He is pretty well trained in sewing up wounds, that was a useful skill and it's good to know that it is one those of the light practice. It means if she ever needs to do it she doesn't need to think of an excuse of why she knows how.

She nodded, she didn't really need her hair done but Tony seemed to think it was important. Once he had gone she got closer to Peter, seemingly not phased by the blood. "You should be washing up too."

[hashtagparkerluck]

Peter just continues to press his face against Tony's shoulder, whining the whole time and twitching as the needle goes in and out. There also might be a silent stream of tears on his face. He grits his teeth as he feels the string slide through and wants the cry out but just takes in several strained breaths as Tony works. When it's over he lets out a huge sigh of relief.

"Yeah..." Peter says, sounding exhausted and looking at his hand now wrapped in a handkerchief. "Just.. maybe in a minute. I-I don't think I can stand right now. I can-I can handle a lot of things but needles, man." He shudders.

"Do me a favor and don't remind him about the goat bite, okay? I mean it's uh... like twenty percent healed by now so it's fine."

[knifewithnoname]

"Just be breathing." She reminded him with a sigh and then nodded, "I will no be being." For Peter's sake, it didn't look like he could cope with being sewn up again.

She has no idea why he doesn't like needles, they are only small. Barely even painful unless they are coated in poison. She doesn't understand how he hates them and yet can face down spike goats with ease. He's strange.

"If you do be bleeding to death though I will no be taking the blame."

[hashtagparkerluck]

Peter's still looking at his hand off and on, grimacing at it and looking away. It looks awful but at least it'll heal up completely in the next few hours.

"That's fair." He can't help but laugh at her comment. "But I won't bleed to death-in a few hours you won't even be able to tell what happened-and the bite's not that bad, I don't think. Not bad enough to-" He shudders again.

"When I was little, I was in and out of the hospital-ER-Emergency Room-Doctor's" He searches for a word she might recognize. "-so much and I was always getting poked and prodded with some kind of needle on account of being like... borderline unhealthy. A nurse comes at you with a needle like this big-" he indicates about four inches with his fingers. "-when you're like four you're pretty much done with needles your entire life."

[knifewithnoname]

Well if he said so. She had said her piece, she wasn't taking the blame if he died. It was his own stupid fault.

She listened as he talked. She already knows what the ER is. It's the place with the people who were in league with spiders to steal all your money. That they also liked poking people with needles seemed to make as much sense as the rest of it so she just nodded. He had been unhealthy? He had mentioned not being able to breathe very well and not being very strong.

She tilted her head at his story. Someone had poked him with a needle when he was four and now he was done with needles forever? Interesting.

Because if she was scared of everything that had ever hurt her ever since she was four there would be a lot of things she would be scared of. Knives, dogs, guards, magic. Many more things besides.

"Do you no be thinking you do just be needing to be getting used to them more?"

[hashtagparkerluck]

He pales at just the idea and quickly shakes his head. Nope. No more needles, thanks. He'd rather just bleed out-it's not that bad. He would not, actually prefer to bleed out but-needles!

"Nope. No. I am good. That is gonna be a negative, ghost rider." Peter shakes his head again because absolutely not. "Uh... look, I know it's not uh... practical or logical in the slightest because-I mean-I've taken a lot worse than needles but that's what a phobia is-it's an irrational fear of something-in my case it's trypanophobia-of the irrational fear of needles."

[knifewithnoname]

Ghost rider? What was that supposed to mean? She listened as he explained what a phobia was. An irrational fear of something. It sounded stupid. Very stupid but she remembered the words regardless. "Trypanophobia." She wrinkled her nose. A stupid word for a stupid fear.

She's glad she doesn't have any phobias they sound as stupid as allergies.

[runs_on_batteries]

Tony comes back and hands Peter a couple wet towels to clean himself up. He's changed his outfit so it's no longer covered in blood. Sitting down with them, he looks back and forth between the two.

"Everything alright?" He asks. He pulls the ribbon out from his pocket and goes back to fixing Buttercup's hair. "When we get this finished, we should probably call it a night. The train will be leaving early tomorrow. How do you feel Peter? Think you can get yourself back to your room without falling off the mountain?"

[hashtagparkerluck]

"Yeah, all phobia have a weird name followed by the suffix 'phobia.' You know, what's funny? the fear of long words is called 'Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia.' he grins. At least he doesn't have that. When Tony comes back he sits up a little straighter and turns just slightly to hide the bite from the goat.

"Yeah, we're great. Couldn't be better. I mean-I could be better-but I"m not-yeah, I can get back to my room."

[knifewithnoname]

"Hippop... What?" She wrinkled her nose and laughed. That was ridiculous. A fear of long words having such a long word to describe it.

She tilted her head as Tony returned and went back to him when asked so he could finish fixing her hair. She sat very still and uncomplaining, even when he went through the knots. He didn't want to invite his anger.

She wasn't sure Peter could get back to his room without injury, but he seemed to think he could so she just waved at him, not wanting to move her head in a nod in case it disturbed Tony's work.

[runs_on_batteries]

Tony watches Peter with a little suspicion on his face. That had been a lot easier to convince the kid to go clean up than he'd thought. The boy was hiding something.

However, he decides he doesn't care and goes back to helping Buttercup. "See what I mean about making everyone think you've got it handled if you look the part?"

[knifewithnoname]

"I do be understanding yes." Don't be like Peter. Got it. She understands very well. She sits still as her hair was finished. She would try and remember to brush it every day. Try her best, even if it was a boring stupid thing to do. But it's good advice. Look like you know what you are doing and that means looking neat and tidy.

She thinks of Kant who always has his hair scraped back in a warriors tail or indeed Priestess Elena who always looks like she has just spent a whole day perfecting her clothes and hair even when she has been out and busy the whole time.

"I do be thanking you for helping me with my hair, mister Stark."