[BlueInTheShell]

Funds. Of course she had forgotten that it would come to paying for medical care on other worlds. It was a slight that happened more often than she would admit it, if only because the Terskix would go to great lengths to avoid falling under the knife of someone that wasn't of her own species. Simply out of the paranoia that they would start probing in places they shouldn't for curiosity's sake. Her kind was not a well-known study. A small click of her pincers on her face and the Terskixian moved her hand slowly enough to not draw panic, and pulled out her own little sliver of a dataslate; the screen and Atrix's face lighting up red with sharp, jagged sigils - the language of her kind. "I can pay for myself. I don't need to use the crew's money." Atrix said tartly, the Terskix pursing her lips for a second and then offering the dataslate to the robot.

The machine reached out, stoic and unmoving as it plugged Atrix's dataslate into a socket; the robot pausing and buffering as it struggled to decrypt and then perform the transaction of quantas; finally letting out a small ping and ejecting the dataslate to hand it back to the multi-limbed woman. "Your patience is appreciated. You will be tended to in room 112. Enjoy your stay, and thank you for your patronage."

Rolling her eyes and blinking them individually, the Terskix plucked the stick of data and hid it away once more, her gaaze looking down the hall - the long stretch of room seeming to grow further and further, until the EXIT light at the very end seemed to have disappeared. Atrix shook her head and homed in on Mendez, the Spider sucking her teeth and hissing in her own language; the woman thinking outloud before addressing her beloved. "I hope they give me a human doctor." Was all she could think of spitting out of her mouth.

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[PURE AND NOT FOR THE FADES. But yeah pretty much.]

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[I feel sorry for this ship's janitor. AKA Mags probably lmao]

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"I mean you can call yourself anything now. I wouldn't recommend running around as 'Fuckface' or something like that. Mostly because I already know someone by that name, and it's the rest of this crew half of the fucking time." Hyun said with a tone drier than a desert, and a snort that almost turned into a squeak from one of her nasal slits; the woman frowning and itching a spot where a nose should have been. "Whoa hey whoa. Dress casual, but still look pretty. Gotta flaunt you to every so they know what they're missing." Hyun-chu added, snickering to herself and clasping her hands together in a mockery of prayer. "Sister Hyun sounds kinda catchy though. And I mean, nothing's more fun than tempting priests and such when you know they wanna plant their heads in some titties. Chastity is easy when you have the boundries though. Hakoo? People'll go at it in an alley the moment they feel an urge, and fuck everyone in their way. Sometimes literally in that regard." There was a small pause and the Chuzizian nodded in agreement with Ashi. "He wants to go though? Can't really stop him. I mean, I could blackmail him, but I don't think he'll take that kindly and roll his eyes like he normally would right now.

Finding a chair became the prime directive, and brushing her coat so the tails fell behind her, the magenta-colored woman chose a small rollable stool, and spun herself in a circle before planting her feet on the ground in a dead stop to face Ashi. Her mind was lost in calculation and for a moment, the Chuzizian took the Daoweian's words and dwelled on them for some time. Closing her eyes Hyun peeked and eye open and shrugged her shoulder. "Civilian casualties can be small, but expect them, definitely. First rule of even being a ganger, is that you're gonna have to get used to some innocent shit in the crossfire. Take that blue girl Fikri was trying to slide into, right? Shit happens," Hyun began, clicking her tongue and wriggling her fingers; her arms moving with each syllable while she began to her spiel, "Not that I don't care or anything. Look here though, the big thing to remember is, you come out and people are gonna take sides. You're gonna get people siding with your shitstain dad. You're gonna get some people you never thought would be on your side taking up arms for you. Only thing you got left to do is to just play the game. Can't make things better until you pop out and say 'Hello' to daddy again, right?"

Once Shaldag's decisions were presented to her, Hyun knew exactly what the man was doing, and the look of anger and frustration grew more and more on her face. She was stuck between a rock and a hard place, and it was a strong-armed attempt to just get what he wanted. Scrolling down the list of augments, Hyun narrowed her eyes and puffed her cheeks, pointing at one of the precribed treatments. "Doc. Half of this shit is military. I know that. Fine with all of this garbage being stuffed in him. Some of it's Ogrunu. And from what little I know of his language, I can make out one thing. Rage Nails. You're not being fucking serious, right? I know what the fuck those things do. You can't fucking tell me he's asking for those?"

Analoka didn't miss a bit in both addressing Hyun, and preparing the woman in the tub of verdaqua; the Fiery woman producing a small syringe that she set in her lap, along with a small kit of medical tool; arms diving into the green fluid to begin tending to the broken limbs first - A sense of numbing immediately following (Finally) as the medical fluid began to take effect. Hands grasped at bone and began to set there where they should have been. "Rage Nails. As a medical professional the sheer fact such a thing exists is unthinkable. But at the same time? They'll save his life too. And military-spec seems to be the only thing able to bear Ogrunu's natural strength and size. His permits are all set, so all the weaponry can be installed as well. Whatever happend to trigger your friend, someone should speak to him and counsel him when he is done. Provided you go through with the surgery."

Tears were in Ashi's eyes and the Chuzizian struggled to fight back her own, the woman snarling and hurling the pad against the wall. She didn't have a choice in the matter anymore when it came to Ashi's question. She did say no? She'd be losing her closest friend, and probably the respect of her girlfriend. It was unfair, and there had to have been a better solution.

If only she could think of one.

"...Fuck. Fuck me. I don't know. I don't want him dead...Urgh. Just do it before I change my fucking mind."

"My dataslate will be added to expenses, Ms. Hyun."

"...Fuck you, fine."