Fedora Posted February 21, 2014 Share Posted February 21, 2014 Doc remains mostly unfazed but throws in. "There are ladies in plain sight. You might still want to head to the restroom." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Arashikage Posted February 21, 2014 Share Posted February 21, 2014 Elektra turned her head, giving a light scoff. "Some people are so uncivilized." She commented as she kept her eyes averted. She didn't want to see that. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jeroscope Posted February 21, 2014 Author Share Posted February 21, 2014 Hackett watched with his eyebrow raised and a look that spelled "W T F", thanking that he could only vaguely tell what was going on. He blinked and then looked back down at his tablet. "Well, at least hes not keeping secrets." 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snys93 Posted February 21, 2014 Share Posted February 21, 2014 "Well go Elektra, its your turn." Unashamed Ansam walks out and places a fresh cigar in his muzzle humming a cheerful tune. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jeroscope Posted February 21, 2014 Author Share Posted February 21, 2014 Hackett looked over to Elektra. "I guess you're up," he said looking back down to his tablet. Big dollar signs and weapon blueprints started fluttering on the screen. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Arashikage Posted February 21, 2014 Share Posted February 21, 2014 Elektra headed up to the doctor, albeit a tad uncomfortably. "Let's just get this over with." She started, looking around at the curtain, then the doctor. The room was small, and she had only taken about five steps to get where she was now. "I won't have to drop trou like him will I?" She asked, almost in a joking tone. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ballisticwaffles Posted February 21, 2014 Share Posted February 21, 2014 "Is this the correct room? i was told there was a..." Ian was greeted by the sight of Ansam presenting to the doctor, urinating with relentless abandon in a small plastic cup. Slack jawed, his cigar rolling across the floor owed to his vacant expression, he calmly but slowly sits in an available chair. He opens his mouth once. He closes it contemplatively a moment later. He pulls a small book from his longcoat's pocket, as well as a pair of spectacles. Donning them with that still vacant look on his face, he flips through the book with some sort of haste. He opens his mouth again. He closes it almost immediately, shaking his head and flipping through the book faster this time. Coming across something late in the book, he stops and gives a narrowed eyed nod. He opens his mouth once more. "I felt a funeral in my brain" He says, not even looking at Ansam as he passes by whistling. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Harlow Posted February 21, 2014 Share Posted February 21, 2014 The gorilla sat next to Lennox. Stereotypes that he heard of primates aside, he'll try to be as corteous as possible. Having the people with the big guns at your side was surely going to help in the big future. "We're not a week in and he already flashed us all. Dogs...." The cigar was still perfectly intact; the feline quickly snatched it. "Five second rule, can I keep it or you want it back?" he asked to Ian. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snys93 Posted February 21, 2014 Share Posted February 21, 2014 Leaving the Medbay, Ansam found himself in the Lounge again and soon discovered the kitchen area. He was feeling a bit hungry and began rummaging around for a bite to eat in the cabinets and adjacent fridge after washing his hands thoroughly. The Shepard found mostly odds, ends but not meat thus far. Finally he discovered the frozen carcass of a non-sentient creature and put it in the microwave on high to defrost. Meanwhile he got an oiled pan readied on the stove, setting aside herbs and spices. The meat sufficiently defrosted, he cut it into fine slices on a cutting board and placed them in the pan where they cooked while he was getting the salad ready. Thyme, garlic and rosemary began to wake through the lounge and and down the hallways beyond. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ballisticwaffles Posted February 21, 2014 Share Posted February 21, 2014 Ian shakes his head still reciting as he reads along the stanzas of the poem. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fedora Posted February 21, 2014 Share Posted February 21, 2014 "Absolutely not" Doc said while shaking his head. He picks up Elektra's medical history. "Elektra Conway. A Desert Fox at 20 years of age. Fairly healthy childhood except with some weight struggles. Seems stable in recent history. And of course, the standard mercenary cuts, bruises and scrapes. Seems like nothing too lasting though a few carried risk of infection." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Arashikage Posted February 21, 2014 Share Posted February 21, 2014 She stood normal, waiting for some sort of instruction until she heard him mention weight problems. Instantly, her ears perked up and she glared at the doctor. When he moved on, she sighed, her face returning to normal. "Is that all?" She asked Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snys93 Posted February 21, 2014 Share Posted February 21, 2014 While the meat was near finished, Ansam mixed a nice gin and vodka. His meal ready he reclined on the couch, like a sir sipping his drink while eating, taking in the nice quiet atmosphere. He then realized it was too quiet and put on his ear buds connected to his old beloved mp3 player. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fedora Posted February 21, 2014 Share Posted February 21, 2014 At her glare, Doc briefly wondered if something was on his face. He quickly inspects his face with a hand. Besides, the stitches separating the black fur from the white on his face and head, it all seemed normal.After that quick self-check, Doc gets up from his seat to begin the check-up. "Anything you want me to know? Anything you've noticed as of late?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dr. Orange Posted February 21, 2014 Share Posted February 21, 2014 Zephir, who was still lying on the couch, was awoken by the sipping sound. When he looks over he sees Ansam eating and listening to music and all this. Then there was the smell of urine. It was faint but noticeable. Zephir turns his head to more clearly see him. Eyes half open and attempting to make focus. When that failed he got up and leaned onto the table where his pipe was sitting. He reached for it, with the cinders still warm, inhaled deeply. Zephirs eyes opened up wide at his action. Removing the pipe and holding his breath he turned to Ansam and exhaled through the side of his mouth. "HELLO." Zephir proclaimed attempting to wake himself. "Damn I'm not going to clear off this soon." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snys93 Posted February 21, 2014 Share Posted February 21, 2014 (Ansam to Zephir) "Whoa shit, didn't see you there. Am I bothering you?" Ansam then notice the scent of urine as well. "Err, Is that coming from me or you?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Arashikage Posted February 21, 2014 Share Posted February 21, 2014 She lightly shook her head, "Nothing I can think of." She said, shrugging as she mentally checked over the past few months. It'd been a while since she had a checkup, but things didn't tend to go wrong with her body as much as everyone else's. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dr. Orange Posted February 21, 2014 Share Posted February 21, 2014 Zephir stood with a quick motion. "NO NO I'M AWAKE NOW." Eyes still gaping open. He blinked twice and collected himself. "No, you're not. I should be awake anyways." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snys93 Posted February 22, 2014 Share Posted February 22, 2014 (Ansam to Zephir) Ansam saw plenty of people get hopelessly inebriated before and was no stranger to it himself. But seeing Zephir there smoking his pipe the wrong way and not even feeling the burn, well it was pitiful sight at that. Ansam put down his drink for fear he too would join him where ever the hell he was. He tried to help but the Suit was clearly in a wonderland of his own. "Ah right. Yell if you need anything. I'll be here." he returned to his meal which he ate slowly taking time to enjoy the smells and taste. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jimmy Darnell Posted February 22, 2014 Share Posted February 22, 2014 Dimitri opened his eyes, not realizing he had let himself slip into a light sleep. With a strech and a pop of his neck, he stood up. "Gah, I don't event wanna remeber that dream." He says, laughing a bit. Pulling his leather jacket over to him, he bring out a metal flask from the pocket; un-screwing the cap and taking a swig. "Ah, good 'ol Vodka." He says, now begining to clean his rifle and revolver. He makes sure they both still function well, with no rounds in them; he cocked them and pulled the trigger a few time. "I wonder if this ship has a firing range on it?" He says to himself, placing his weapons back where they belong; taking another drink from his flask. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jeroscope Posted February 22, 2014 Author Share Posted February 22, 2014 The ships computer chimes in response to Dimitri's question. Firing Range: Deck 4, section B, Mister West. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snys93 Posted February 22, 2014 Share Posted February 22, 2014 Ansam was about finished with his food when his comlink toned. He answered it and removed his right ear bud. "Yeellow," he answered. "Eh Sonderust." It was one of his business partners and close friend. "Fareddie? Is that you? What can I do for you, buddy?" "Actually, I thinking that I'd do you favor. I salvaged some wreckage in Sector X that we can sell to one of the out-land Macbethan mining colonies for a modest sum. All I need is you to come here as soon as you can with Snake Eyes and pick the stuff up. Only problem is we have to clean out some Vemonian corpses, they have been exposed to the vacuum for some time now and when they start to thaw-." "Uh, Fareddie, I've...got something going. I can't make it." "What? C'mon man, I need you on this one. You in some kind of trouble?" "No just a lot things happened at once and I'm tied down at the moment." "Are you ACTUALLY REFUSING a job? I can't believe this. You ain't sick ehya? Got a gun to your head? Whats goin' on, brah?" "Hey hey listen, some guy named Ryan Hackett put out fliers for some to hire some mercs, Okay. I was in a spot, the CDF took my ship,-" "They took Snake Eyes?! Ansam how could you?!!!" "No just listen for a sec." "If it wasn't for my skills as an engineer, that crate wouldn't still be flying!! I put alot of love and care into that bird and you let Defense Force flea bitten swine impound her?!!?!!" "I wasn't happy about it either, okay? I'll get her out, its part of my deal and when I'm done I'll have a little cash to split with you. Only thing is I can't go back to being a smuggler." "Sounds to me you sold your soul to the Devil." "Quite the opposite. This guy Hackett is an okay guy. Just sit tight, I know what I'm doing." ​"Hmmm, alright Ansam you win. Be safe alright?" "You got it, bubs. Thanks." "You know Dahlia is NOT gonna like this. What do I tell her?" "One thing at a time." "Copy that. I'll pop every once in a while to check in on you. Be seeing ya." "Okay, later." Ansam closed his comlink, sitting there thinking about everything he was gonna do and an uncertain future. Then he took a big gulp of drink and laid back. 'Shit, I forgot about Dahlia." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jimmy Darnell Posted February 22, 2014 Share Posted February 22, 2014 Dimitri choked on his drink a bit, not expecting a response to his question. "Ok, I'll have to remember that." He says, followed by a few coughs. Standing up from the bed, he walks over to his bag; propping his rifle onto the dresser next to it. He unzips his bag, revealing his clothing; enough plaid shirts, blue jeans, socks, and underwear to last him bout a week. He places them into the drawers of his dresser, placing them in there as neat as possible. Once done, he slides his bag under the bed; slinging his rifle onto his back. He walks out the door and heads to the firing range. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fedora Posted February 22, 2014 Share Posted February 22, 2014 Doc finishes with Elektra's and hands her the cup. "The bathroom is down that way in case you forgot like our last patient. Send in the next while you are going." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Harlow Posted February 22, 2014 Share Posted February 22, 2014 Lennox peeked in the room where the doctor was. "Is this going to take any longer?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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