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Post by librariancub on Apr 2, 2017 17:45:21 GMT
Poosh walked into the infirmary and took in the mess around him. The equipment from the downed ship was scattered about in a semi-organized series of piles around the room. He let out a discontented sound, somewhere between a quiet foghorn and a tired goose. He began to reorganize the piles separating the parts that would have to be mounted by Will or Damien and equipment that could be sorted and put away. "Rose, will you ask Will if he's available to give me a hand in the infirmary...med bay...whatever we're calling..." He waved his hands to take in the room, "this?" A sudden thought struck him. "Also, do we have medical histories for the crew?"
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Post by Lucky on Apr 2, 2017 20:24:11 GMT
The comm buzzes for a moment, followed by Rose's voice. "Dr. I have let Will know that you wish to speak to him. I believe it is called the infirmary although I have noticed a lot of people have different slang for it."ROSE RED (aka Rosenrot)
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Post by Lucky on Apr 2, 2017 21:28:16 GMT
Rose seems a bit quiet, almost contrite in her voice from a different conversation she must have had. "He is on his way Dr. Poosh."
ROSE RED (aka Rosenrot)
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Post by wolsey on Apr 3, 2017 14:08:39 GMT
Will ducks his head, as he steps in the doorway, and says, "I hear you needed me, doctor?"
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Post by librariancub on Apr 4, 2017 4:44:53 GMT
"Yes. I was hoping you might help me set up the equipment we salvaged. I was also hoping to get a medical history and take some baseline readings. Do you mind?"
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Post by Lucky on Apr 4, 2017 10:36:55 GMT
Rose's voice seems embarressed. "Dr. I apologize, I had thought I had responded but didn't. No we do not have any medical histories for any of the crew. Sorry Will, I didn't mean to interrupt."ROSE RED (aka Rosenrot)
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Post by wolsey on Apr 5, 2017 0:16:31 GMT
Will shrugs, and says, "We can build this out anyway you want. We can install any of the equipment we salvaged as well. Just let me know, and I'll make it happen."
He then looks a bit confused, and says, "Trouble and I don't have medical histories. We aren't sickly."
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Post by librariancub on Apr 5, 2017 2:43:31 GMT
Poosh scrambled gracelessly up onto one of the exam beds and stood on his hind legs to be at Will's eye level. "Oh, I wasn't insinuating anything of that sort." He waved the thought away as though at a fly. "What I mean is a record of your baseline bodily functions, and a history of injuries, surgeries, drug allergies, that sort of thing." He smiled as he spoke. "It won't take a moment and then we can talk about the tech side of this operation. Heh! Operation! like...ah you get it." He said and waved his hand again, shooing another invisible fly of a discarded thought.
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Post by Lucky on Apr 5, 2017 2:49:28 GMT
Trouble creeps into the room, watching Poosh and her father talk. She takes the opportunity to climb up on the bed beside Poosh and touch him lightly with her fingers, curious about what he feels like. "I don't think I ever got a scan of myself... ever."
- Trouble
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Post by wolsey on Apr 5, 2017 20:50:24 GMT
Will looks down at his daughter, "You never needed one. You are healthy. You are more a menace to others, than anything else." He smiles as he talks.
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Post by librariancub on Apr 6, 2017 3:53:15 GMT
"If you don't want me to do it, I won't. It's just a precaution." He smiled placatingly. He hoped he hadn't implied weakness or some other dishonorable thing. With aliens, it was always hard to keep straight who is offended by what.
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Post by wolsey on Apr 6, 2017 13:31:35 GMT
Will turns to the Ool, "I just don't know what you would want. My people don't generally have access to your kind of medicine. We have shamans, and whatever aid kits we can cobble together." He shrugs his shoulders.
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Post by Lucky on Apr 6, 2017 13:39:33 GMT
Trouble excitedly leaps up. "Can I get an x-ray of my whole body and then can I have it? I saw x-rays on the trideo show and I want to see my bones!"
- Trouble
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Post by librariancub on Apr 8, 2017 6:39:39 GMT
"I can take all manner of scans and display them in several visual formats." He looked over to Will. "What do you say?"
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Post by wolsey on Apr 8, 2017 13:54:18 GMT
Will shrugs, and says with a very friendly smile, "Sure, you can take whatever non-invasive scans and readings you want. If they get used against us later, I will make you into a large satchel." His face never stops being friendly, despite is words.
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