So thanks for the memory | but it was getting in the way lately

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WHO: Wu and Rikki
WHERE: The respawn warehouse
WHEN: March 12, early morning
WARNINGS: :(
SUMMARY: Rikki's just been resurrected, and there are roughly twenty bazillion people she wants to see. But she only trusts one of them to bring her clothes.
FORMAT: Para to start, whatever Toast wants after that

Rikki comes to on the cold floor of a warehouse. She's freezing and her head is pounding. It takes her a second for her mind to come together, to remember where she was last, to piece together what must of happen. As soon as she realizes it, remembering fuzzy details- she throws up.

"He killed me- he actually-" she manages to say, before heaving again.

It takes her a couple of minutes- painful, intensely private minutes- to compose herself so she can think of what to do. Get the hell out of the freezing warehouse is her first thought. For that she's going to need clothes, and shoes, and transportation- her apartment is nowhere near the harbor, and she can tell, after a wary peek out the door, that she's close to it.

Finally, she fumbles for the communicator, which thankfully she didn't barf on, and flips it on. She's recently revived, naked as the day she was born, and heart-sore- this is, she decides, a job for family.

She flips on her comm, filters her message, and then, in a hoarse voice, whispers "Wu? Pick up- please pick up. It's me."
 

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Rikki nods, finally letting go with her- though only for the time being. She manages another shadow of a smile at the comment about her being too skinny. "Okay."

She's warmed up some, and she has someone here with her, so she reaches over to the pile of clothes and managing to get them on without ever getting out from under the blanket- not because she's modest but because she's spent enough time buck- she winces- stark naked in the cold. "Let's go home."

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Wu scoots back a little bit to give Rikki room to dress. When she's done, Wu stands with her. She takes Rikki's hand in her own, unwilling to let go in case the girl suddenly disappears for no reason.

"Yes. Let's."

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And then they went home, and Wu coddled Rikki and wrapped her in seventy bajillion blankets, and made food that Rikki did not throw up and it was good except for all the crying (there was a lot of it).

THE END