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The perks of being a parent [Bendytimed to before podpop]
Oh boy.
Samus has had an excellent start to her new job. She was a little wary to take on the responsibility of security. After all, she always considered herself better as a free agent rather than part of the organized system. She always seemed to need to bend the rules in order to get things done. Leon understood this, though, and still offered her the position. Maybe it would even give her a bit more freedom in her methods, having to answer to less superiors. Maybe this would be a good thing.
Except for the fact that it now gave her adopted bird son even more unsupervised freetime around this very dangerous ship, which is exactly why the new Chief of Security was sitting with her head in one hand next to the passed out Komali in the Med Bay instead of in her new office in the precinct. Oh the joys of being a single parent.
Samus has had an excellent start to her new job. She was a little wary to take on the responsibility of security. After all, she always considered herself better as a free agent rather than part of the organized system. She always seemed to need to bend the rules in order to get things done. Leon understood this, though, and still offered her the position. Maybe it would even give her a bit more freedom in her methods, having to answer to less superiors. Maybe this would be a good thing.
Except for the fact that it now gave her adopted bird son even more unsupervised freetime around this very dangerous ship, which is exactly why the new Chief of Security was sitting with her head in one hand next to the passed out Komali in the Med Bay instead of in her new office in the precinct. Oh the joys of being a single parent.
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Having dawned a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, and slid her feet into her flip-flops, she enters the Med Bay with a sigh, stopping at the center with her hands on her hips, looking for the blasted AI who'd patched up her leg the last time she was in here.
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She then sees the small child on one of the beds, and then the woman who had spoken to her, next to it. "But do you need a doctor?" she asks, her bad mood washed away by concern.
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"Ma'am?" he says as he comes in. Komali seems to be (relatively) alright, he observes, though the kid is out like a light.
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She raises an eyebrow at his sudden formality. It doesn't occur to her that she suddenly demands more respect from him as his superior officer. Still, she decides not to comment on it.
"Hmn?" She wonders why he's here. She had completely forgotten about her comm.
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"How's Komali?
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She looks over at the little bird, "He'll be fine. On crutches for awhile, but fine. Just waiting until he wakes up to see if he gets what was wrong about what he did."
She knows this wasn't all Sherry's idea.
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"No," she shook her head. "Just waiting for him to wake up, so I can get the whole story on what happened."
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The Medical bay became her newest hangout as it is where Astrid spent a majority of her time over the course of the week. Resting, snacking, playing 'assistant nurse' and tending to her amputee Viking... err, colleague. At this particular time (http://community.livejournal.com/trans_9/450999.html?thread=33316023#t33316023), she really could use a break away from the med room she had located herself in and opted to meander. Yes, meander. Again. Apparently another growing pastime for the girl.
And it is then that she passed the occupied room and backpedaled when she recognized the figure within. She peered inside from the doorway.
Samus... and a kid. Though, at this angle, she is unaware of the extent of his injuries.
Frowning with concern, Astrid finally steps in to join them. "The child... is he going to be okay?"
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"He'll be alright," She answers, rubbing the back of her neck, "On crutches for awhile, but fine."
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Astrid sweatdropped. Oh another case? How many boys on crutches does this make? Well, whatever the situation, she was glad the child wasn't in severe condition. She liked kids. Some of them.
She nods, tossing Komali a stare, intrigued by him now that she gets a closer look. Feathers and beak. Huh. Odd. "You know him?"
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"I do. He's..." Pause. There's really no way of getting around this, so she just spits it out, "my son."
Adopted! But son nonetheless.
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Clearly not a gods given birth son, she takes it. Unless Samus forgot to mention she once had a rendezvous with a... bird, or man with a real bad feather condition in her distant past.
Yeah, Astrid will spare asking for the details. It was none of her business.
"You're a mother?" ...That came out-- Aaah, she totally didn't mean to sound surprised there. "I-I mean, I was unaware, of course..." she corrects herself, blushing somewhat embarrassingly.
"What do you call him?"
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Just a broken leg, then? Well, that was okay. Still, she made herself look as dutifully sullen as she could. She really was sorry. Really.
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Samus didn't fully blame Sherry (and after that shouting match, she suspected Komali was less innocent than he tried to be). She would've been fine without an apology from her, but she suspected this was part of her punishment, so she will listen.
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She settled her hands on her daughter's shoulders, glancing over at Samus.
"Sherry's got a few things she needs to get off her chest."
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Not that she didn't appreciate that you took an interest in her son's well-being, Sherry, she just knew some of the blame landed on Komali as well.