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[spacerhyme]

[ the video feed flickers onto the face of an older gentleman; unflattering low angle, poor lighting, eyebrows hanging heavy over his eyes and lips tightly pursed. he's wearing a nice, heavy coat over a hoodie and a t-shirt featuring a sick ass space shark, though much of the ensemble's coated in a fine yellowish dust. looks like it could use a wash.

not his main concern right now. ]

Really? [ one corner of his mouth quirks up, wry. ] Cast across time and drifting lost and alone amongst storms of raw negative energy, but you've got social networking. How very... human, I bet a human knocked this up. D'you call it Spacebook or something?

[ original dad joke, do not steal. no apology is forthcoming.

the camera swings round, losing sight of him for a second as he sets the device down on something solid. re-adjusts it until it's centered properly on his face, steady now. ]

Hel-lo, Avagi. I'm the Doctor. Yes, just the Doctor. I arrived on your quaint little space station only recently — not the worst I've encountered. Well done. Probably... well, possibly not even in the bottom ten, but I mourn for some of your equipment. Someone made off with two-thirds of your laboratory, you realize, and ohhh, the state of your computers...

[ briefly aims the camera up at one of the aforementioned storms. ] But I must say, the open-plan observation station is a bold design.

[ casually tossing topics out as he rapidly approaches the actual purpose of this broadcast. this time he points at the screen, seriously, ]

Has anyone established themselves as your de facto leader yet? I'd like to know who to ignore.

The rest of you, tell me about the Ingress as it was, and the planets you've visited. Any of them.

[ over and out. ]

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[wallride]

The Doctor? We could use some more hands in the medibay...

[there's one medic and lúcio does his best, but he isn't actually medically qualified. pls help.]

None that I'm aware, I think there's just people with experience helpin' us along in the appropriate areas. You don't put a biologist in charge of security, right?

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[prorenataa]

If this is who I think it is, he's not that kind of doctor, Lucio.

Besides, we've just got MedBay up and running, to an extent. Best not to explode it in the unfortunate clash of personalities that would this one and myself in a small space.

Re: video

[wallride]

Ah... sorry, doc. I think I'm just expectin' there to be some kinda crisis at any second and a line out the door.

[prorenataa]

I understand, Lucio and you know I applaud you for wanting to be prepared. [ His tone is it's usual neutral inflections, but Lucio knows well enough to pick up the genuine reassurance in the lower nuances.

Look. He likes Lucio. He's just rubbish at ever expressing this shit. ]

But trust me when I say; you're more capable than you give yourself credit for.

[wallride]

[HE HEARS IT!!! and he hearts it. look at this friend having feelings.]

I, ah...

[prorenataa]

[ Oh the awkward. ]

Ah .. don't, just ... it's okay. Okay?

[wallride]

Got it, doc! Have a nice afternoon, alright?

[prorenataa]

Given my luck, unlikely.

[ Back attcha Lucio. ]

[wallride]

The holofrog I left for you in your desk will be cheering for you!

[prorenataa]

Holo ...wha?

[ His voice fades out as the sound or drawers opening carries across the open connection before it disconnects. ]

[spacerhyme]

[ well, isn't that interesting. ]

And who do you think it is?

[prorenataa]

[ He considered whether or not to respond for a long moment, before re-establishing the connection. ]

You're the Doctor, as you just introduced yourself. And you "travels 'round the universe making things better for everyone." Sometimes you take a friend along for the ride.

[ The last sentence should tell the Doctor the answer everything he's not asking. ]

video → private

[spacerhyme]

[ ohhh boy. he rubs his forehead, and flips this over to private, just in case. ]

Which... me did you know?

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[prorenataa]

[ He can understand the sentiment and waits for the communication to lock down to encrypted before he continues. ]

None, actually. But I knew -know if you count current circumstances- Clara. And she talked about you one night, about two years ago ... or three hundred and two years ago. Depending upon how you want to count time.

[spacerhyme]

[ that's an instant relief. or, well, half-relief. clara's still involved. ]

You're the second person to namedrop Clara. Afraid she's never mentioned you, though — or any of this.

[prorenataa]

Oh I'm not surprised. I'm distinctly unremarkable.

[spacerhyme]

Well, with that attitude...

Although in this case, I'd chalk it up to memory issues.

[spacerhyme]

Oh, er. Different sort of Doctor. Generally. I suppose, though, at a pinch...

[ he trails off with a shrug. he knows his way around your average medical facility, but it's not where he thrives. ]

Are you the resident medic, then?

[wallride]

I guess having a doctorate covers a bunch of fields...

[well, whatever. lúcio assumes he is not the first or last to make that mistake.]

Just one of them, though I'm not as qualified as the others. I'm actually a DJ by trade, but I have my healing tech and figured we needed a medic more than a radio station.

[spacerhyme]

[ far from it.

opens his mouth to say something... pauses. ]

Okay. Why's a DJ have healing tech?

[wallride]

It originally belonged to a company called Vishkar-- they were gonna use it to hurt and control people. So I stole it and made sure it would help people instead.

[he grins.]

They're real mad about it.

[spacerhyme]

[ he quirks an appreciative smile. ]

Oh, well done you.

[ like a verbal high five. anyone who steals from evil corporations to help the masses is good in his book. ]

Could I take a look at what you've got?

[wallride]

Sure.

[now that lúcio needs to start adapting his amplifier beyond the initial two settings... he's gonna take all the help he can get.]

I'm at the medibay, unless you want me to come to you. I mean, I'm pretty great at programming but I don't know everythin', I'll take help where I can get it.

[spacerhyme]

I'll find you.

[ he flicks the camera off and heads out.

give him a little while, and he'll eventually come strolling into the medical wing, waving a lazy hand. he's not been in here before, and immediately sets about poking around. ]

Oh, well this is slightly better than I was expecting. Look, you've got diagnostic equipment.

[wallride]

Omni-

[oh, the guy's gone. then he turns up later, when lúcio had just got back to work. he gets up when the doctor comes in, still wearing his skates.]

Hey, dude! An' yeah, we lucked out. People were here before, so there's a lot. It's just about gettin' it to work. I gotta learn like six new languages just to get stuff to turn on... [he nods towards the sink.] Want some water or anythin'?