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#28
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Rainbowfox Ari
The Weaver of Tales
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Omega had been down in the Cargo bay, dealing with opening some of the suspicious containers. He'd found some medical supplies, some clothes, someone's diary and a lot of junk... but nothing overtly useful. The medical supplies were a bit too 'high end' to work with what he had in stock, but he'd hang onto them just in case... and he was already starting to tear up the white shirts to make bandages when the lid came flying off the container that had been near him. To say he was surprised would be an understatement.
Omega flew out of his crouch, grabbing the stethoscope around his neck as if he were going to swing it at someone, before he realized that standing before him was a very confused, very angry, very unstable, and possibly very about-to-kill-him young woman. He slung his stethoscope back around his neck, and put up both hands to show he was unarmed.
"Relax! Relax! No one's going to hurt you. My name is Omega, and this hunk of space-junk is The Vera. She's not going to hurt you either. Relax! Put down the wrench?" He raised the volume of his voice after another couple moments. "JAAACK! GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE! PRONTO!"
And now back to the 'calming doctor's influencing voice'. "Just... settle down. Jack's the captain here. But he's not going to hurt you either. He might be tempted to, if you were to hit me with that wrench, though. My name is Omega, and I'm a doctor - See?"
He held up the stethoscope slightly so she could see. "No weapons, just tools of the trade. What's your name?"
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Posted 08-28-2012, 12:50 AM
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