Private Where's It Hurt?

[Sinya Vida]

Location: Roon, Medical Quarters
Tag: | Talohn Atar |

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The move to Roon had not been one easily adjusted to. After spending so many years close to her family, being able to turn to them whenever she needed, this distance was daunting. But the calling to aid others, to assist where it was needed of her, had been too strong to ignore. Despite her own discomforts, despite the distance it put between her and her family, Sinya had made the change; she had uprooted herself and made the journey to Roon so that she could lend her hand. And while bacta could certainly take care of most ailments, there were some things, some wounds that just needed a medic's touch.

That was why she was here.

Even now she was still getting things set up the way she wanted them. While there wasn't an abundance of supplies handy to her yet, there were plenty of things to still be put away and organized, which was what the Twi'lek was doing now. Sin made her way around the designated space, humming some random tune softly as she placed things here and there. Occasionally she would pause, old habits making her listen to passing footfalls to see if they would come near or continue past, and once the latter was always the case she would continue back to what she was doing.

All in all the move thus far had been uneventful. The occasional visitor here and there, but honestly with the lack of serious inquiries of her time, Sin just figured it was curiosity more than anything leading patients into her medical unit. That was alright with her though; a lack of injured or sick people was never a bad thing, even if it did give her very little to do.

 

[Talohn Atar]

If she had been with the enclave for even a little bit, she may have noticed the existence of a cathar, with a droid companion, both often described as crazy. Though, such talent is exactly what the enclave wants. They're supposedly good at what they do, evidenced by the fact that they're still alive. The other thing she'll have noticed is the little blue furred cathar, looking to be around 9 or so, that follows the gray cathar around when he's present. Maybe some family relation? Either way, they're a strange bunch.

She'd get a visit from the strange brigade today, as the droid, it's single eye glowing an eerie red, makes it's way into the medical room, that gray furred cathar hoisted over it's shoulder. At the droid's side is the child, looking extremely concerned, with wide golden eyes.
"You are the medical staff?" The droid asks in it's deep dark voice as it casually walks over to unceremoniously dump the unconscious cat onto the nearest table. "The idiot did something stupid. Can you fix his stupidity along with the regular medical procedures?"

In response to the droid's joking, the child pouts angrily, kicking that droid in the shin with a metallic ding. "Nice try, I do not feel pain." The droid states simply, peering down at the child.

Sinya Vida

 

[Sinya Vida]

Tag: | Talohn Atar |

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The sudden intrusion to the medical unit caused Sinya to shift on her feet and at least partially face the source of the commotion. She took note of the three - two and a half? - entering the room, then sighed through her nose and set the things she had, had in her hands down so that she could approach the examining table from the opposite side of the others in the room. She winced when the Cathar's frame was dumped to the bed, flashed a frown at the droid, then shook her head just a tad and set to work to start taking vitals.

"I am," she stated about being medical staff. "You said he did something stupid," it wasn't a question, and she shift her gaze to the droid and loft a brow. "What stupid thing did he do to wind up not only unconscious, but in my medical bay to boot?" It wasn't entirely common to have anyone hand delivered to her in need of medical attention. There were other healing methods, bacta included, so naturally she was curious as to why she was needed.

No opposed by any means, but indeed curious.

 

[Talohn Atar]

"It's uh....Some stuff needs to be surgically removed before we can put him in the bacta. There was this Trandoshan. Had a glass orb, gave my friend here blunt force trauma to the head." The droid states before pausing to look at Talohn's unconscious body. He flicks a spot on Talohn's forehead, and something is heard skittering across the medical bay. "There's more where that came from. Luckily I don't think any of the glass breached passed the forehead."

The little girl, annoyed with Madlad's mistreatment of the unconscious cathar, tries kicking the droid in the shin, causing another lifeless ding to echo across the medical bay. "I'd do it before, but I have programming in place that makes it so that I cannot attempt medical operations. Never again." That's unsettling. "Apparently it's because surgeons are not supposed to cause their patients more pain or something? I don't listen when Talohn yells at me, I am going to be honest with you." The droid shrugs.

Sinya Vida

 

[Sinya Ani]

Tag: | Talohn Atar |

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There was a long, suffering sort of sigh from Sinya, and she swat the droids hand away despite the fact that it might have caused her more harm than it did to it. Careful hands reached out to grasp either side of Talohn's head so that she could turn it just slightly this way and that and assess the damage first hand. Then with a roll of the eyes she released him and stepped away so that she could get a few different things that were going to be needed to remove the glass from skin.

"I'm going to need the child to behave if she wishes to remain within my medbay." Sin did warn, though didn't glance back at either droid or child as she did so. Not even when she had gotten what she needed did she look to either of them again, and instead set up her station, cleaned her hands thoroughly, and then took a seat on a raised stool so that she could then begin the extraction process.

"What did he do to earn glass in his face?" she did eventually question curiously, though again her focus was on the task at hand rather than looking up at the other bodies in her bay.

 

[Talohn Atar]

The droid takes a few steps back as she swats it's hand away. Talohn's condition definitely isn't fatal. Likely to leave a concussion however. Glass shards can be seen sticking up out of the skin throughout the thin coat of fur on his forehead and the side of his forehead. He's hard headed though, it's a surprise nothing made it to his brain. Then again, the typical mandalorian has a hard head.

When sin warns the child to behave, the calamari cathar crosses her arms, huffing a little. "Excuse me? I have not misbehaved even a bit so far." She proceeds to kick the droid in the leg again, causing a metal ding to echo across the medical bay. "If you should be worried about anyone misbehaving, it's sadism and suffering incarnate over here."

The droid responds with a cackle, looking down upon the child. "I'm going to take that as a compliment. I take great pride in the terror I strike into my foes,: With that said, the droid looks back to Sinya. The droid is odd, to be certain. Doesn't act like a droid, more like a person. It even chuckles. It shows more signs of sentience and independent thought than the average droid. "Gunfight broke out in a club, we were dealing with some slavers. One of them grabbed the disco ball and smashed it over Talohn's head. It's why the shards are so glittery and shiny if you look closely. Quite pretty." The droid states, vocalizing a snicker directly after.

Sinya Ani