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[imaginary_wife]

☄ Public Audio
Okay, so. I have some matters I'd like to bring up. If you've not met me, I'm Doc Yewll. I'm not always going to be nice to you but I will try to fix what's wrong with you. There are other doctors that have more patience than me, refer to them if you have to.

On to business.

The Med Bay still needs some repair. I'd say with a little help everything could be up and running within a few days but it does mean people with technical parts and anyone in need of surgery are going to hold off for treatment. Useful salvage to that end would be a miracle.

Also that station's infirmary has a neat trick of offering up complete medical histories. If you would be willing, please send me what you can of yours privately. I'm not going to sneak around and try to get it, but if I have a complete medical run down it means I can better help you in the future if related problems come up. Just don't grab anyone else's if that's the case. Just yours. I want absolute information consent here.

☄ Separate Private Texts to Clone Shep, Solid Snake, and Liquid Snake
I've noticed some issues with your physiology that I would like to discuss with you in private. Either message me or come by Med Bay.

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oh so very private audio

[handing]

That's very considerate of you--seeking out consent, I mean.

[After all, look at how many situations they get into entirely against their own wills?

But this isn't an easy reply for Pepper to make, by any means. The logic is sound, and of course the medical staff should have access to her records--but. But.]

Would it be sufficient if I were to give you the names of two people who could tell you about my particular history if an emergency were to happen?

[The question might seem odd, but honestly, if something goes wrong with Extremis, there's little the doctors could do for her over the scientists. Beyond that, anything that would send her to the medical bay would be healed, and anything she can't recover from would simply kill her.

Pepper's got enough experience to realize that by now.]

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[imaginary_wife]

You could do that, yeah.

[She can't really hold it against her.]

Whatever it is, it's always best to know all of the information, though. So I don't have to go fishing. I'm very good at what I do. It's actually what I was created for.

So if you wouldn't mind, as those people to tell me everything. It's better than having surprises jumping out of the woodwork.

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[yer_pretty_good]

What does the medbay need? Something wrong with the equipment?

[imaginary_wife]

Just a little cleaning up. Some of our scanners and fine tools are still broken. Some of the stasis pods need repaired.

That sort of thing.

[And she sounds absolutely exasperated with it.]

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[saveyourserpent]

[At first, Liquid's ready to send off a private message of his own showcasing his confusion and concern, but decides maybe these issues might be better discussed in person. Just in case. It sounds pretty damn important, after all, and the last thing he needs is to have to deal with leftover FOXDIE or something.]

I'll be right there.

[It doesn't take him that long at all to head to Med Bay, heading in with a purposeful stride.]

Doc Yewll wanted to see me?

Re: private

[imaginary_wife]

That would be me.

[She calls from where she's at in the infirmary, pushing a pair of goggles up onto her scaled bald head, and making her way over to Liquid.]

So, you're "Liquid"? Alright. I need you to follow me into a private room.

[And she strides off towards one, walking a lot more assertively than you think a 5'3'' petite woman normally would.]

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[devilofohara]

What are you going to do with it?

[Forgive her, Meh, she doesn't trust anyone on the ship.]

[imaginary_wife]

I'm going to keep it here in Med Bay.

If someone loses their memory or if they're unconscious or if it's generally a list of mystery symptoms that will help diagnose something later, then it would be useful.

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[ersatzeverything]

Roger on the scavenging. Give me a wish list and I'll see if I can bring you fun presents back from my trip to prison.

Private--After Going the the Del Pascia Infirmary

About that medical history, can I just write you up a list instead?

[He'll only lie on it a little.]

[imaginary_wife]

Does this have to do with that other thing we talked about?

Sure. Go for it.

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[sidecars]

Salvaging away!

[ He is totally saluting even though you can't see. ]

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[sidecars]

[ FILE ATTACHED: Jim Barnes' Medical History ]

I need a few shots of Penicillin when you get the chance

And I know you stick to patient confidentiality and all that jazz
So I know this is nothign I got to say
But I'm going to anyway
Please don't tell anyone about the plastic explosives in my arms

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[petridish]

Understood.

[She's along shortly enough, having realized that the doctor will probably want to poke her even if she messages her. Plus, with a real Shepard apparently now on the ship, she needs to minimize anything that can set her apart as the clone.]

What's wrong now?

☄ ACTION

[imaginary_wife]

On the minus side...

[Doc Yewll rounds a table.] Cat's out of the bag.

On the plus side it means I know what's wrong with you and I can fix it.

[But rather than say what it is out in the open, in the middle of the infirmary, she gestures for the clone to follow her into one of the private rooms.]

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[cardboard_boss]

If you need help fixing up the medbay I can help.

[She did fix up his infected arm after all, so it was the least he could do to help. As for medical records.....that could prove a little complicated.]

[imaginary_wife]

I'll let you know, but I'd rather you take a break, since it's things like your arm we're setting up to fix now.

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[hyperkinesia]

[ Bruce looks a little different since coming out of his cryo unit, and it's not limited to the short hair and bit of beard he has now. He looks a hint more relaxed too, he smiles more easily, and right now there's a fond expression when he sees a familiar face that he hasn't seen in a long time. ]

If you need help with medbay repairs, I can drop by and see if there's anything I can do. I kind of took the cryo repair under the science department's wing anyway, since Elsa's the only technician and her knowledge is very limited, so I can at least look into that if they need to be fixed in any way.

And I think I'll be going down to the facility and look for any usable parts. If there's anything there that might be useful for the medbay, I'm fairly sure I can find it.

Re: video;

[imaginary_wife]

Thanks there, Banner. Having a hell of a time down here. And I really do need to fix some of these arms.

Some of the hair that was on your head has migrated to your face. When did that happen?

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[meyneth]

So technical parts can't be fixed at all right now? What about -- emergency repair?

[The delicate voice sounds disappointed, and just slightly exasperated. She anticipates a "no" answer, and knows the question is probably stupid, but hope makes her ask.]

My hand was severely damaged by those dreadful little things. I'm fine being banged-up everywhere else, but I'm not much use as a crew member with only one hand...

[imaginary_wife]

You and a boatload of other people. They didn't just go after the cybertronians, but all you guys that had a brain and a metal part.

It'll only be a couple of days. But if it's causing you a lot of pain I can bring in back-up to make sure it's done sooner.

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[t65]

[Luke can't fault her logic-- she's a good doctor, even if he's still huffy over her lack of bedside manner. So he sends her his medical history as requested.]

[Wincing slightly:] Do you need anything else?

[imaginary_wife]

No, that's good. Thanks.

I'm going to call you back in as soon as this place is fixed up, though. Want to hook you up with a hand as soon as possible.

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[knaval]

[attached file: lookitsme.doc]

There you go, fresh from the creepy invasive AI! [he doesn't mention the fact some parts are obviously edited.] Looks like my shoulder needs a tune up. It requires a really rare, strange alien artefact we Cybertronians call... a screwdriver.

[imaginary_wife]

Wow, you're talkin' some real high tech there, sport.

I think I might be able to pull that one off, even if Med Bay is in piss poor shape.

[She's genuinely happy some people are cooperating, though.]

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[sickbays]

[ Hold up. ]

How in the hell does that station have our medical histories?

[ It must be one heckuva scanning device. If McCoy wasn't so wary and suspicious of the place, he might almost want to head down there himself and investigate it.

But no, he's fine up here. Here he doesn't have to worry about his privacy being potentially violated. Among other things. ]

Re: audio.

[imaginary_wife]

Because the creepy horrible prison station seems to be able to scan us and glean our life histories, I suspect during our mandatory decontamination procedure or something.

Hell if I know.

But if you already climbed in the over and shut the door, might as well use what info we can over here.

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[redshitlord]

Um. Do we... have to?

Re: audio;

[imaginary_wife]

No.

I would just like you to. Because it will help me help you and other people later.

Big difference.

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[gentlemenpreferblondes]

[J keeps coming back to this and each time she hesitates before replying. She can see the her point here and how it would help in the future if.. something happens. But there's still something about sharing about all of this stuff with others.]

What kind of stuff would be helpful to know? Like.. it probably doesn't make big difference if you know about every scratch and bruise that's happened, right?

[imaginary_wife]

If it's bruises and scratches, no. A history of high blood pressure, low sugar, frequency of receiving minor injuries. That sort of thing is helpful. It could point to problems the patient doesn't know about.

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[noitatnacni]

Hey Doc; I'm Zatanna. I'm assigned to work in medbay too, even though I don't really know what I'm doing there.

[What? She is not a trained medic, okay. And she's a young enough and sassy enough teenager to admit it.]

I can totally help get supplies though. What should I be looking for?

[imaginary_wife]

Anything useful from their infirmary for one. Though a lot can help. To be honest I think any sort of salvage we can break down for repairs, but medicines and surgical tools would be great.

Unless it looks like something from the dark ages.

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[hellsbel]

[already had the full workup during that one last stretch in medbay; nothing's really changed since then except a nice increase in endorphins.]

Thanks for stressing consent. Can I ask -- is that the standing ship's policy or your own?

☄ PRIVATE

[imaginary_wife]

My own.

[Though she has ignored this policy in the past, many times. Either for the good of the planet, or herself if there's a gun to her head. She tries to be a philanthropist but to be honest, she's got a strong sense of self-preservation.]

On a practical level it's not worth worth risking moral outrage at the expense of others health. Right now I have a good network of people set up to help me try to help a lot of my patients. If I lose that then they're at risk. So I'm leaving it at a "help us help you."

[She's no poster girl for good behavior but she wants the best end result.]

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[soldiergenes]

So was all that you said about consent a crock, then? Because I sure as hell didn't send you anything.

[ It's bad enough that Snake's had to be poked and prodded here, and then scanned before he entered the prison wing. Now he has other crew members looking through his personal information? Yeah, he's not thrilled. ]

☄ PRIVATE

[imaginary_wife]

Calm your tits, Hoss. I got this from looking at your DNA. Turns out you got the same problem as some other crew members and I need to talk to you about it.

[camouflage]

[a day after this message goes out, meh will eventually return to the infirmary to find a baggie with a lock of john's hair. a note on it reads: "FOR LS/SS -- ISHMAEL"]

[imaginary_wife]

[Good enough for her. At least she can take care of this problem as it is now.]

VIDEO

[squadgoals]

I don't think we've had the pleasure of meeting, but if you work in the med bay, I must have just missed you. You guys must be pretty busy. Thanks for all the hard work!

I haven't had a chance to go ashore yet, but I did have a question. I know you're looking for medical histories, but then what exactly does the check-up on arrival from the ingress scan for? Considering the tech on-board this ship, I thought it might've already picked up on our histories.

[beat; oh jeez I didn't even give my name—]

I'm Commander Shepard, by the way. New arrival. [She narrows her eyes, a little embarrassed by her own obtuse behavior.] I'm sorry, I probably should've started with that.

[imaginary_wife]

Most importantly, we need to check for transferable diseases and make sure they're not an immediate threat. We don't always find them, but if we do we need to make sure they're controlled. There are so many different worlds here you never know what a relatively casual disease to one person will do to the immune system of someone that's never encountered it.

And we take samples for later comparisons. Let's say someone goes through a radical change in stasis, we might want to be sure they're fine. I usually use them to check when I start suspecting health issues in general.

I don't exactly get out much.

Sorry. I already knew who you were. At least from a different version.

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[aminerproblem]

Most organics would have difficulty parsing all the information from a Cybertronian's medical record.

[Megatron would ordinarily be a little cagier about giving out personal information, but the doctor had already proven herself to be quite competent with their anatomy. Her temperament even reminded him of a medic he rather liked back home. All points in her favor.]

But I don't imagine that applies here.

[imaginary_wife]

Most organics don't have brains that can run starships. I get to be one of the lucky ones.

[Being an Indogene isn't all that lucky, though.]

I'll take what you can give. I'd rather know than not.