A million names but only one truth to face [ OPEN ]

[prorenataa]

Who: Adrien and OPEN
When: Month of October
Where: MedBay (of course) | Training room | Mini Colony
What: Various prompts and OPEN to setting up different scenarios
Warnings: Cranky doctor scaring med techs? idk nothing for now, will warn in comments in necessary.



A - Medbay

[ Though Adrien spent time down on the Mini-Colony, he devoted equal time to his duties aboard the Moira; specifically in MedBay.

It could be argued that some of the MedBay techs might wish he spent more time down on the Mini-Colony.

Because, though Adrien had settled a little bit in the wake of the year long, party planet reveal, his temper was still dodgy and the smallest things could seem major when they rubbed on raw nerves. Such as a bit of a kerfluffle around inventory counts.

Though the doctor didn't yell. He had a way of staring down med techs that left them scurrying off to quickly re-verify their counts or otherwise correct their mistakes. It was possible that any arriving patients or other co-workers would catch him in the midst of such a stare down.

Another option was to catch him elbows deep in the Medbay equipment. While repairs to the ship had seen to much of the major equipment in MedBay, there were still very delicate medical devices that required some fine tuning. He usually waited until the late shift hours, when MedBay was mostly quiet to go scooting under or diving into various bits of technology.

But, of course, MedBay never closed it's doors so it was always possible that someone would catch him, stuck under a diagnostic machine or two. ]


B - Training Room

[ A year.

A fucking year.

Though it was hard to exactly measure how time had passed and while Adrien realized his fitness levels were still where he expected them to be, there was a psychological component to the idea that sent a chill down his spine. It drove him into the training room with dual purposes; fitness and sparring.

For fitness the doctor drove himself through a brutal regime of cardio, muscle endurance and swimming. From classic calisthenics (push-ups, sit-ups, planks, etc), to bag work, to swimming and obstacle courses run in full kit, the workout was not for the faint of heart. In fact there were more than a few times, when at the end of it, Adrien ended up prone on the ground cursing himself.

Sparring was another matter all together. The doctor had built himself a program that utilized the training simulation room's highest functionality. He had a wide variety of settings but kept to one primary opponent. Androgynous humanoid figure, capable of flight and wickedly resistant to damage. They attacked in groups and it was impossible to get them down and keep them down with anything less than decapitation.

Anyone who walked in on these training sessions would find the doctor and his bahari companion, usually in desperate matches against multiple figures, never less than two at a time and sometimes as many as four or six. Though he had the handgun on him, Adrien did not use live fire in these bouts. Instead the gun was used more in resourceful measures, often in conjunction with the large knife the doctor had brought with him and Courser's wicked claws and teeth.

Usually, Adrien and Courser fought these simulations until they were overwhelmed by the numbers. If, on the off chance, he actually won? The doctor looked perturbed and sharply reset the program, upping the difficulty.

This program was designed to leverage hand to hand combat at it's highest level. The challenge not just physical but also mental as survival against these opponents was not just about who could hit hardest, but strategy to utilize all available terrain and resources to prevail. As a result it was not uncommon to find Adrien sporting more than a few lacerations and contusions as a result of these sessions. ]

C - MiniColony!

[ When the doctor was not terrorizing med techs, treating patients or trying to become one himself, he made it down to the Mini-Colony.

There were quite a few areas of interest, including but not limited too, a building where he made an introduction and earned himself a favor as well as the A.S.I. (Aeronautical Study Institute) and local hospital. The shop, with the puzzles was also a draw and the doctor could be found in there, waffling over which puzzle he wanted to purchase.

At least once, he might be found, literally sitting on the floor of the store surrounded by puzzles. Most of them were of the solitary variety, meant to test logic and reasoning skills though a couple also held creative and artistic components. For a man courting his forties, he looked like an over grown child trying to pick just one when he obviously wanted to take them all. ]

D - Wildcard!

[ I am open to any and all ideas and scenarios, just throw them at me! ]

Comments

D - Training room for PT

[a_shadow]

[ Tex had been checking in with the medical staff approximately weekly, trying to be sure that she discovered the right balance between improvement and not pushing too hard. On this occasion she had arranged with Adrien for him to assess her progress in the training facilities. It's not that she has been avoiding him, exactly, but knowing she had kissed him the party planet made things a bit strange. She hadn't felt any interest in him other than in the same way as she had felt toward any of the hedonistic desires she had given into during that year. She thought that he knew this, yet it was easier to avoid interacting with him, or keeping it only to what was necessary. But he had been the one who had assessed her condition during and after the wakening of her body, and so she felt he would know best if she was doing well in her recovery.

By now, she has progressed from a walker to a cane, and has been doing her resistance band and swimming exercises daily. Hopefully the result of this session would be that she would be given permission to resume strength training with weights, and perhaps even gentle cardio. She entered the facility, expecting to see Adrien taking the time he had spent waiting on her to do his own exercises—that would be just like him. ]

[prorenataa]

[ She wasn't wrong.

The doctor was engaged in an intense bout of heavy bag work, alternating punches and strikes from his upper body and kicks with his legs. It was rapid fire, pushing both sped and strike intensity and even combining a dual foot kick with a bounce back into a shoulder diving roll, only to come up and meet the swinging bag with his fists.

Timing, strength and speed were utilized to their utmost intensity as it would be extremely unpleasant were he unprepared to catch the bag on it's back swing. However, despite his focus, when Courser stood up, head facing towards the door where Tex had just walked in, the doctor bounced back and turned, taped hands dropping to his hips. ]

Hey? [ He puffed out and it might be more than a little annoying that for all his recent activity, he was not impossibly winded. Glancing down at his MID, he gave a small nod as he checked the hour. ] Why am I not surprised you are exactly on time.

[a_shadow]

Because you know better than to think I'd let a little limping make me late?

[ At least not now that she was doing better. She had learned to time things better since she'd been forced to slow down so much. She continued to make her way across the gym floor over to face Adrien. ]

Where do we start?

Medbay

[otiosity]

[Hawke has a similar approach to Adrien: enter the medbay in the cover of night, get shit done, and get the hell out before anyone bothers you.

Speaking of Adrien, Hawke hasn't seen him (probably because he's under some medical equipment), so she's just going to tend to things herself. Things being the injuries she sustained while in the murder dome both from attacks and self inflicted.

Patching up her collar bone and left arm were easy enough. Getting to the wound on the back of her hip is a little harder. Which the predicament Adrien would probably find her in: shirt off, wincing as she twists to the side trying to patch up a wound where she can't see half of it properly with only one arm in decent shape. Hence all the grumbling and cussing her under her breath.]

[prorenataa]

[ For the record, she was busted by Courser.

The bahari watched her move quietly through Medbay, attentive eyes tracking the fact that none of the regular people came over to interact with her. Eventually, he got to his feet and padded silently over to where his companion was, in fact, stuffed under a piece of equipment.

Leaning down, the tracker grabbed at Adrien's pant leg and yanked.

The ensuing thud as his head hit the bottom of a piece of equipment and vigorous cursing, was most definitely not under his breath. ]

Courser! The fuck is your ... [ there was a pause as Adrien identified legs under an exam table and then dragged himself up to peer over the edge of the exam table. Still on his knees, he blinked at Hawke. ]

What, are you doing?

[otiosity]

[Hawke blinks at him, blue eyes wide, like she didn't expect him there while at the same time... she expected him there. Honestly, when she thinks about it the situation is pretty funny. They're both standing in the half dark, she's topless, he's hiding from patients, and it takes her a moment to reply because she has to spit out the gauze that she's holding in her mouth.

Someday, they'll all look back on this and laugh. Maybe.]

Medicalizing myself?

[Is that the right word? Well healing doesn't seem to fit what they do here. Or at least she's trying to do that.]

A

[takeitslow]

[Peter should probably feel a little sheepish about appearing in the medbay again so soon, but for once he's rather proud of his wounds. Getting hurt helping someone else is a far nicer story to tell than having to own up to a petty fight. He doesn't think he's that bad off, really. The gash on his arm stopped it's sluggish bleeding sometime while he was still on the colony and he didn't feel that light headed over it, but he'd been pestered to get it looked at by one of the women he was helping off planet. One thing Peter knew; when an older woman yelled at him to do something it was best to suck it up and do it.

He walks into the medbay with his arm clutched to his chest, 'bandaged' in the bloody remains of a t-shirt he may or may not have stolen. It's late enough that he has to wander a bit trying to find someone and when he does it's just a pair of legs sticking out from under some beeping box. He scuffs his sneaker against the floor loudly to announce his presence.]

I really hope someone didn't die under there. Finding a dead body would really put a damper on today.

[prorenataa]

[ Adrien really needed to cut back on his coffee intake.

The scuff of a sneaker did catch his attention but at the same time, when Peter actually spoke to him, the doctor still jerked upwards and smacked into the equipment he was working on. ]

Ow! Fuck!

[ Always such a calm, compassionate greeting to Medbay.

Wriggling out from beneath the equipment, he blinked up at Peter, dark brows knitting together. This time, however, his tone was a little more reasonable as he inquired.]

What in the fuck did you do to yourself?

[takeitslow]

[Peter probably shouldn't be laughing at someone getting hurt, it's defined asshole behavior, but he is anyway. The time issue of the island may have technically made him an adult but that didn't mean he had to act like one just yet.]

Are doctors allowed to curse that much?

[He leans down, taking a second to check that Adrien hadn't actually hurt himself. He lifts his arm a little, hissing under his breath at the movement.]

This was for a good reason, I promise. And it's not even bleeding that much anymore. I just thought it might need, like, bandages or something. I don't know, I'm not a doctor.

[vengeance_driven]

☄ C - MiniColony!

[The agreement is easy to come to. Niko has spoken to Adrien candidly about plots before, about the damnation they'd faced under other circumstances. Playing along is even easier. Once they are inside their respective establishments? It was even easier for him. Obviously he was irritated when he was told he couldn't leave until he did some work. Isn't that the story of his life? But thankfully, that experience made him accepting of his situation and simple to navigate. He went to work, and while it was all within the building, each excercise was as unpleasant as the rest. But it could be worse. Oh hell, did he know how much worse it could be.]

[But he finds out some useful things. Most of them about the slaver, Ela Monteal (his own experiences with a certain Ray Bulgarin have taught him not to provoke people that are well-versed in selling people they don't care about for whatever they see fit). But he learns. He keeps it in his head, because he's still fucking pissed about what happened to Tali. Something he couldn't do anything about.]

[Adrien can probably do more with this than he can.]

[It takes him longer than he expected to get around to finding him once he's out of the building. A lot of people asking him for a lot of things in a shitty place, and being an only marginally shitty person he has to help a few of them out. Adrien is a less shitty person, more a cranky one, so he has a pretty good guess that he vacated the area and that kind of work quickly.]

[Adrien ends up with Niko jogging to come up behind him at some point. And so he doesn't feel like a thug is getting the drop on him, he warns his approach with a firm-] Hey, man! [Then once he reaches him, and looks at the odd puzzle on the floor.] Sorry it took so long to find you. What is this? [He gestures downwards at the assortment on the floor.]

[prorenataa]

[ Truth was, Adrien might argue that his level of 'shitty' could be considered rather, well, considerable. But at the moment, he was sitting on the floor of a store, staring at puzzles.

His own work had been, in many ways, easier than Nico's. He'd only had to put in a shift at the local hospital. While at one time that would have gotten under his skin, Adrien had learned how not to take his ire out on his patients.

Well, at least slightly less so than he had before he'd left his home world.

Regardless, Nico did a good thing in giving him a warning shout. The doctor glanced up from where he had his elbow on his knee, chin in his upturned hand. There was a brief pause and then he straightened up, frowning. ]

Trying to decide which one I want to purchase. [ He explained, motioning to the puzzles.

It was true. The cranky doctor was a giant nerd. ]

What's up?

[vengeance_driven]

[Niko stared down at the assortment of puzzles, with no idea what to even make of them. Nothing wrong in being a nerd, but he'd never been the type to bother with that sort of thing. His brother had been the really smart one.]

I'd pick the one that you are less likely to lose pieces to. [That's his practical assessment. With all the moving around they've done and mishaps they've had, a puzzle that can be kept mostly together in a good case is important.]

How did it go in the building?

c

[knaval]

Ooooh! And there's the good ol' doctor! [a seemingly random woman slings her arm around adrien out of nowhere. riptide forgets sometimes that not everyone knows his holoform.] Being a grumpy man. Is that a requirement for doctors? Do you have classes that you have to learn how to be grumpy during your doctorate studies? Because all the doctors I've ever known have been grumpy.

[a jab at adrien's chest.]

You bastards need to drink more. Or get laid more.

[prorenataa]

[ Adrien was in puzzle heaven hell, which slowed his reflexes a little. This was a good thing but usually a stranger getting into his personal space might otherwise find themselves flung across the room.

The fact that he was sitting, cross-legged, on the floor didn't help the whole body tossing either.

Regardless, this unknown woman was on the receiving end of a rude glare. ]

The fuck is your problem? [ He growled. Yep, sign him up for the Moira diplomatic corp right this instance! To be fair, when he was prepared to mind his manners, he could actually pull off first contacts pretty well. But as a surprise? Not always so smooth. ]

[knaval]

Woah! What did I just say?

[riptide laughs, shoving adrien lightly.]

C'mon, we had such a good rapport up until now!

[NOT HELPING]

A - Medbay tour!

[iattractmushi]

[Ginko only gets a little lost on his way down (over?) to the Medbay from Nomo deck. It's a combination of being used to navigating a totally different area and being absolutely fascinated to find himself in space, something that will probably wear off after a week or so. Anyway, he's here now, if perhaps a little later than Adrien might have expected him.

He's also wearing his uniform, because black with gold bands looks way less fancy than the rest of the clothes he was given.]

Hey, sorry if I'm late. Your ship is pretty amazing.

[prorenataa]

Not my ship. [ Adrien remarked in a dry tone, not looking up from the data pad he was reading.

Beside him, however, lays a creature Ginko will soon learn is the doctor's near constant companion. Known as a bahari, Courser stands about as tall as a large German Shepherd dog, though his mouth is full of more teeth and his claws resemble those of a big cat.

The tracker comes to his feet, head and ears perked up in a manner that suggests he finds Ginko's appearance to be pleasing, perhaps familiar and the bahari begins to advance towards the man, looking more welcoming than Adrien. But after no more than a couple of steps, the tracker stops and his body language changes to uncertain.

Ginko doesn't smell right. Well actually Ginko smells just fine, only it's not the familiar scent Courser was expecting. The creature backtracks with a low, scratchy sort of hiss. The noise catches Adrien's attention and he looks down at his companion, then to Ginko and after a moment, drops his hand and gently ruffles the bahari's blue mane.

It's an understanding gesture that lasts only a couple of breaths, before he turns towards Ginko and steps away from the space cat. ]

You're assigned as a field medic, right? We can start with the field kits, if you'd like and then move on to the rest of the MedBay.

[ Brisk and to the point. Ginko would -hopefully!- soon learn that Adrien was just utter crap at anything resembling social conversation. ]

[iattractmushi]

[Ginko had viewed the animal with curiosity at first, then wariness. That was definitely a warning noise, however friendly its approach had been at first. Weird.

But he shakes it off as Adrien starts talking business. Animals could be funny, best to leave them be when they get like that.]

Sounds good to me. The better acquainted I am with how things are done around here the better I can help people.

d - awkward laundry times

[readytocomply]

[Bucky's job, laundry attendant, works for him. Any other job could have put his skills out there, made it easier for people to know who he is and makes it easier for them to exploit that. Obviously, now that he knows there is another version of himself, he's not sure who knows what. But this job is good for him. Hard work that doesn't require great skill and keeps him busy enough that he doesn't get lost inside his own mind.

It's only the second hour he's been actively working and he's on his way back from the kitchen with a cart full of dirty rags, towels, and aprons. He's still learning his way around so when he realizes he's passing the medbay, he ducks his head and trudges forward.]

Excuse me.

[There's a man near the door, and his cart is big. He doesn't want to hit him and he won't, but it's better to say something.]

[prorenataa]

[ Were they the type of men who discussed such things, it might come as a surprise to Bucky to learn that Adrien found laundry soothing for much the same reasoning. It was mindless work, but at the same time when completed well gave a small sense of accomplishment. Chaos to be sorted and controlled into neat stacks of clean linens, busy work for the hands that yielded obvious results.

And if the occasionally mystery of wherethefuckdidthatsecondsockgo, occasionally cropped up? Bonus!

Also, this was why the doctor was standing in the Medbay door with a large bundled of laundry. He had it all knotted up in a set of sheets, ready to head down to the laundry room and work on it but figured to let the large cart go by first.

When the man spoke, the doctor gave a small grunt but he did glance up.

...

And then did a double take. ]

An... dr-y ... no, the hair is too long.

Medbay adventures / dated to late October

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

[After recovering from the one year long party and alcohol slash drug abuse J hasn't really had a reason to visit the MedBay. Her voice is back and although it's still rather weak compared to what it had been before the 'incident' there wasn't much that could be done about it. It would get better within the time, just like all her other injuries had. Most of scars and cuts she had suffered from the Caducan attack have healed up and faded away nicely, leaving only few faint thin lines.

Other than that, she wasn't exactly keen showing up in front of the medical staff. Not when nearly all of them had saw in such wrecked state. Screaming during the nights about hallucinations and nightmares was one thing, but she really feels deep shame and discomfort for having other people see her messy appearance from being prevented doing the simplest self-care for over a year.

But in the end J has never been person to shy away or keep her distance. She's always been dedicated to keep things as normal as possible no matter what. And ever since visiting the mini colony in the beginning of the month she has been feeling rather strange. There's this disgusting taste of ashes and charcoal permanently stuck in her mouth and her throat has been alarmingly hot.

So, she grabs a glass full of iced tea and decides to pay a visit to the good old doctor Adrien. Her heels clops sharply against the hard floor as she enters the medical bay. Luckily she doesn't have to look for Adrien for too long as she spots his legs peeking out underneath of the machines. She settles the glass down on the nearest table and kneels down next to him, watching him for a short while and waiting to be noticed.

When her presence goes ignored for a few minutes J eventually clears her throat and speaks with a quiet, raspy voice:]

Evening doctor.

[prorenataa]

[ It was near impossible to miss the sound of her heels coming across the Medbay floor, so at least this time he wasn't startled by a sudden presence.

No. This time he jumped, and smacked his head on the underside of the machine, due to the surprising sound of J's voice. ]

Owfuck!

[ It was a fairly regular refrain for this Medbay.

Rubbing his head, Adrien wriggled out from under the machine and blinked at her. It had been a few weeks since he'd last seen J, he hadn't suspected she wanted him to cross her path for a while after her stint in Medbay. So he's given her plenty of space.

Now, seeing her back to what he had come to consider her habitual classy self, he blinked and up nodded. ]

Good evening, J. Can I help you?

laaate, but A

[poolhall_killer]

[It was supposed to be just a blessing. The natives invited Venom to partake in a brief ritual with his heartfelt paper. Once all was said and done, he mingled and left.

But ever since then, he'd been feeling very strange. He felt kind of cold, and his skin was drier. His concern grew as his eyes became blurry; he always had better than average vision so that was the final straw.

He came stumbling into medbay, hoping to get answers.]

Is anyone here?

[prorenataa]

[ The doctor was in!

In fact, the doctor was actually not under a piece of equipment but on his feet finishing up some data file "paperwork" for one of the techs. At the sound of a voice, he turned towards the individual coming through the door and then stepped out more into the main walkway. ]

There's always someone here. Tonight you drew the short straw and got me. What do you need?

[procedures]

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