[ It takes him days before he remembers the Zerg's healing capabilities. Kirk is going to blame it on the pain and exhaustion. Yep. That's it. He looks up Kerrigan's number and sends her a quick message while Peter is being an idiot over the Network. ]
Hey, I need a favor: you got anything that can heal a broken leg?
[And sure enough it doesn't take Kerrigan long to get there, although longer than if she was alone. Swarm Queens are not as fast off the creep. She knocks on the door.]
[Peter had been made aware that they were going to have a visitor, so when there is a knock at the door he goes to get it. Yes he does stare a bit when he sees who's standing there.
He's usually not into aliens with sharp pointy pieces or extra limbs, tends to get a bit too freaky for him, but. Yowza.]
[She was expecting a shout for her to let herself in, or perhaps an injured Kirk hobbling to the door.
Kerrigan does not expect someone else to answer the door. And it's been years since anyone has looked at her like that but she doesn't need to read the man's mind to know what he's thinking. Rather than be offended, she's mostly confused and a little concerned.]
Kirk. Yes. Where is he?
[There's no way the swarm queen is going to fit inside without incident, so she'll have to bring Kirk to the doorway.]
[Peter grew up around alien folks for most of his life, he's used to all shapes, sizes and appearances. He's also used to bedding some pretty wild alien ladies in his time, though he may stray away from Kerrigan, looks like getting too close could be painful.
Granted this isn't about him or who he may or may not find attractive.]
His room, busted leg, so I'm his live in butler now. Uh--
[She...? Peter peeks just around Kerrigan and sees the 'she'. That's uh. Yeah no, that's not coming in here. Leading her to Kirk is easy enough, he'll open the door and wave for her to go on in.]
[ He's in the process of carefully trying to remove his pants when stops long enough to gesture at his head. ]
I got hit on the head a few days ago. Hard enough to bleed. It stopped and there's a bandage over it but is there a way that can be healed faster, too?
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Hey, I need a favor: you got anything that can heal a broken leg?
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At my house on the boardwalk. Building with the R on it.
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[And sure enough it doesn't take Kerrigan long to get there, although longer than if she was alone. Swarm Queens are not as fast off the creep. She knocks on the door.]
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He's usually not into aliens with sharp pointy pieces or extra limbs, tends to get a bit too freaky for him, but. Yowza.]
Heeey... you must be here for the captain, huh?
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Kerrigan does not expect someone else to answer the door. And it's been years since anyone has looked at her like that but she doesn't need to read the man's mind to know what he's thinking. Rather than be offended, she's mostly confused and a little concerned.]
Kirk. Yes. Where is he?
[There's no way the swarm queen is going to fit inside without incident, so she'll have to bring Kirk to the doorway.]
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Granted this isn't about him or who he may or may not find attractive.]
His room, busted leg, so I'm his live in butler now. Uh--
[He eyes Kerrigan's extra limbs.]
Can you even get in here?
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[Kerrigan has to be careful going inside the Terran structures here, so she folds the blade limbs back and down to put them in a workable position.]
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Hey, Jimmy, you've got company.
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Kerrigan? Back here.
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Kirk.
Your pants need to come off. Do you need help?
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[... because he's been helping him, not. Like. Other stuff.]
If you need a volunteer that is.
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I can get them off. Need everything off or just the pants?
[ Because he's not shy. He's also desperate to get his leg fixed so, whatever it takes. ]
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Just the pants, unless you have any other serous injuries.
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I got hit on the head a few days ago. Hard enough to bleed. It stopped and there's a bandage over it but is there a way that can be healed faster, too?