Recent content by Corporal Sarra Piper

Piper gave Vihma a warm, if slightly weary, smile. The way the crew danced around her condition had begun to grate slightly; she knew it was with the best of intentions, but she certainly hadn't forgotten that she would never have the use of her lower body ever again. Avoiding the topic wouldn't...

Piper had to be carried up on deck, the magnificent chair that Kaii and Swifttail made for her hauled up separately. A method of ascending and descending between decks had not yet been devised for her, at least, none that would not require stripping apart the ship and rebuilding it so different...

Piper smiled at the pair, her chest, which had felt so cold and hollow since her injury, feeling warm again as she watched them brainstorm how to create interesting and innovative toys for the little pup. She chuckled at the idea of a mechanical carriage for Yuki to play with. "It's a great...

Piper looked down at the little babe, which had grown dissatisfied with the lack of milk afforded by her finger and was fussing with tiny mewls. "Yuki," she mused. "That's a really beautiful name. I love the story too; it's the kind of story we can tell her as she gets older, to help her...

Piper's expression still registered doubt about having a potentially dangerous, experimental contraption strapped to her body, but she suppressed it in favor of faith in the pair. They'd done incredible work on the wheelchair thus far; she'd consigned herself to the possibility of never being...

Piper listened to the description of the whirlymagig, as she thought of the strange spinning contraption, and couldn't help but agree with the notion of testing it on something other than her own body until they were sure it would work. "Sounds like a good idea," she agreed. "Even if I can't...

Piper started at the violent misadventure of the prototype and the suddenness of Kaii's wounds. As he bandaged his paws and the pair of foxes discussed the problem, she inquired, "So, wait, a ripcord? So, how does the whirly thing work exactly? I'm still a bit lost on that. Won't it send my tail...

Piper watched the pair work, her eyes widening at their work. "So, what does that thing do?" she inquired, nodding to the strange spinning gadget.

Piper started at the question. She looked at the strange device in Kaii's paws, suddenly a little apprehensive of the unknown. "Er, I suppose," she allowed.

Piper experimentally shifted, checking her balance again as the pair explained their ideas for additional adaptations on the Hide. It was smart, and honestly, she could see how the entire crew would benefit. She frowned as she noticed something off, a way in which her balance kept failing her...

Piper started at the new beast coming in and, but for the frame holding her upright, she might well have toppled. As it was, she awkwardly flailed about, waving her arms as she tried to regain her balance and prevent further injury to herself. She at last recovered, a sheepish grin crossing her...

Piper leaned forward as much as she could without disturbing the pup, examining the design. "That looks like it would work," she confirmed. "It's a good compromise between stability and mobility. It'll at least get me off my tail for the time being." She grimaced at her own joke. "I'm not good...

Piper's gaze turned thoughtful as she gazed into the middle distance, visualizing the apparatus, and only returned to reality when the pup began to squeal in discontent at finding her claw devoid of the formula. She dipped it once more, returning to feeding the infant. "Walking might be...

Piper's breath caught. She was used to hard work; it hadn't been a cakewalk to become a marine, after all. "Please," she begged him. "Even if it's a long shot, I'll take it."

Piper winced at the pronouncement. A wheelchair. She'd always considered herself a progressive beast, a supporter of injured veterans, one who believed the stigma around disabilities needed to be addressed and cultural discomfort with their injuries ended... But that wasn't when it was me. She...