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Barrel of Monkeys
Analoka was used to the rather obvious nature of Rosalind's gaze towards her. Her kind was a rare occurance to just about everyone, and while the looks and the occasional prods were something she had grown accustomed to, Analoka couldn't help but feel amused each time that it happened. Her furious fingers began to slow down, and setting the datapad onto her belt, the plasma-coated woman shrugged her shoulders at the Pyra, before moving over and circling her, giving her a rapid once-over as well. "You won't have to worry about loose lips. At least from me. I don't wanna get involved in whatever is going on, nor do I care which side is in the right. Treating people is what I do. No need for bribery." Patting Rosalind on the shoulder, Analoka nodded and flaired her pony-tail of plasma. "You're here now. So you've definitely made it. Average rate for recovery on critical wounds here is 93 percent, barring some rare complications. But none of them afflict the Ogrunu. Or your Daoweian associate."

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The silence and venomous glares that Atrix was getting made her sigh, and raising her lowermost hands, nodding towards Rosalind and taking a few steps to have her carapace at least shield a portion of the Felis, before the turrets were lowered and several nurses rushed in to assist the Terskix, albeit with some hesitation while they tried to place him on one of the larger stretchers. Once Shaldag was placed properly, and seemed to be secure for movement, Atrix looked down at scarlet-covered hands and then felt out of place in such a sterile, clean environment. "He is set down and comfortable. For someone on the door to death. Unless I'm not wanted here or now allowed, I would appreciate being able to leave." Atrix hummed, clicking her mandibles a few times, only for Analoka to move to her and scan her up and down, then wave her hand nonchalantly.

"The Terskixian is free to stay here, so long as she surrenders her arms, and provides your Imperial Clearances." Analoka chimed, more towards the group than towards Atrix herself; the doctor getting concerned glances from her cohorts before she turned to face then and moved towards Shaldag. "Enough staring. Verdaqua pool seven, next to recuperation rooms 1132 and 1133. This work will also fall under nondisclosure acts, and you will all be terminated if you breathe a word of who they are." She barked, the Star Woman's hands on her hips while she began barking orders towards the rest of her staff. Once the Ogrunu was sent off on his way, Analoka began to move towards the rest of the group, this time intent on assisting herself once Ashi was brought in - the Star Woman moving over towards her and cocking her head, before waggling her fingers.

"Doctor Analoka. I'll be in charge of you and your Ogrunu friend."
"I just want to come home," said the Astronaut.
"So come home," said Ground Control.
"So come home," said the Voice from the Stars.

“And he goes around killing people?” said Mort.
He shook his head. “There’s no justice.”
Death sighed. NO, he said,... THERE'S JUST ME.
Old Posted 04-26-2018, 07:46 PM Reply With Quote