Doctor doctor, gimme the news

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

After the meeting, and after some bickering with the Emergency Medical Hologram, down at the bottom of the Hub, Brainy is arranging the MedBay to his liking and familiarizing himself with the medical equipment and its functions.

Right now, for instance, as anyone walks in the door, he's wearing some sort of scanning goggles and a rather sinister-looking surgical glove with micro-scalpels, little lasers and surgical saws on the fingertips.

This makes him look like a green-faced Freddy Krueger with mad scientist goggles. For anyone that walks in like he instructed him to at the meeting, this is the first thing they see.

"Hmmmm."

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[psi-flames.livejournal.com]

He hadn't wanted to speak up in the meeting, because Jono had enough issues with his powers without letting EVERYBODY know. At least, like that. But the green kid made some sense, which is why Jono heads down after the meeting breaks up.

Of course, the sight that greets him doesn't exactly inspire the greatest confidence, either. He pauses in the doorway and looks over his shoulder. Ah. Sorry, mate. Didn' realize you were busy. I'll call back later.

Like, maybe never. That sounds about right.

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

Wait, why is he--

Oh.

"Ah, wait! I was just familiarizing myself with Stacy's...admittedly sinister-looking medical equipment."

Brainy takes off the glove and it retreats back into the ceiling, and pulls the goggles up on his head.

"Which, yes, I certainly agree appears somewhat crude and intimidating, especially compared to my equipment back home."

[psi-flames.livejournal.com]

Demented cross between Edward Scissor'ands an' a Formula-One driver, Jono agreed, sticking his hands in the pockets kindly provided by his outfit. He'd really stopped noticing by now. Some'ow, shouldn' s'prise me at all that her equipment's sinister-lookin'. Given the computer in question an' all.

[halfa-hero.livejournal.com]

Danny, entering the room and seeing Brainy, begins to slowly back out.

"...maybe deciding to give you permission to re-scan me wasn't such a good idea."

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

"Get back in here. I'm just familiarizing myself with Stacy's medical technology," he says, putting it away.

[halfa-hero.livejournal.com]

"And freaking me out in the process." Danny replies, walking back in.

[bluerose-knight.livejournal.com]

Sparhawk is more used to the rough and ready style of field medicine. Either that or ignoring injuries. So he's curious to see what the green man will do.

Whatever his reasoning, Sparhawk is there in the MedBay. One Knight, reporting for scanning.

"You planning to use that device, neighbour?"

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

"Only in a case of catastrophic injury that requires major surgery," he says as he puts it away. "Stacy's medical technology is rather advanced, but certainly barbaric-looking."

[bluerose-knight.livejournal.com]

Sparhawk finds himself hoping that he doesn't require major surgery in the uncertain future. The glove looked like something that would be used in torture or in rituals he'd rather not think about.

But there's not getting round the fact that Sparhawk is curious about Brainiac. Yes, he's trying not to stare, but there is one question sitting on the tip of his tongue.

"Pardon the question, neighbour, but can I ask if you've always been green?"

[found-myway.livejournal.com]

Oh, it's that guy.

Zuko, passing by on his way through the ship, narrows his fully functioning eye at the surgical glove.

"I don't even want to know what that's for."

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

"Surgery," says Brainy matter-of-factly, putting it away. "It is my recommendation that you never get injured."

[found-myway.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I'll keep that in mind."

Privately, Zuko is thinking that he wouldn't come to Brainy if his leg was broken in three places . . . but that's just the grudge talking.

". . . listen." Grudge or not, he has allies to make. "I need some string. A roll of twine - something long. Do you have any?"

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

A couple of minutes after Zuko leaves, Allen comes in from the same direction, looking curiously over his shoulder before noticing the condition of the MedBay.

He looks at Brainy, huddled on the floor with Koko, sniffs the air, and frowns.

"Why's it smell like fire in here? Did one of the bigger kids beat you up?"

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

Brainy quickly gets up, and Koko hops over onto a medical computer interface. Wiping his bloody face with his sleeve, he says, "Of course not. Don't be ridiculous. I...tripped."

And smashed the room up and burned some stuff. Yes. It was a big trip.

"The smell is from the scanner I broke when I fell into it."

Stacy tentacles are already repairing it, and he roots through the medical tools for a tissue regenerator to repair his face.

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

"Some trip."

Allen starts picking up spare parts not already grabbed by the tentacles, watching the way the machinery is put back together and eyeing the burnmarks on the walls and technology.

"Are you okay? Anything not inorganic broken?"

[prettycoolguy]

(Before Zuko shows up? XD)

The Chief's making good on his promise to let Brainy do that scan. He comes into the medical bay, eyes flicking over the various instruments with mild curiosity as he does so. It's not like any medical facility he's ever seen before, and he's well acquainted with hospitalization. It lacks the usual cool, environment-controlled, sterile feel of one. And some of the equipment looks positively medieval in terms of potential grislyness.

"Brainiac 5?" If he's guessing right, this apparition in goggles with rather frightening gloves is him...?

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

"Yes. Excuse me, I'm testing the various functions of this surgical glove. I've been interrupted several times now. It should only take a moment."

[prettycoolguy]

He nods. "Of course. You were talking about scanning crew members and I thought it'd be better to get that out of the way sooner than regret it later."

[mynameisax.livejournal.com]

Ax wasn't here to be scanned. He was, after all, a perfectly normal human. Nothing unusual about him, save his intelligence. He was actually here to ask Brainy what needed to be done when it came to assembling the laboratory and to offer his assistance.

He paused in the doorway and took in the sight before him.

"That is quite disturbing. Bing."

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I suppose it is."

A tiny little saw whirs.

[mynameisax.livejournal.com]

Ax crossed his arms, frowning. He was an Andalite warrior. He had spent over two Earth years battling mind-controlling parasites and nearly being killed (or worse) in a variety of unpleasant and disturbing ways.

And that glove was still giving him "the willies".

"You spoke of the laboratory earlier, during introductions." Before Brainy had gotten into an argument with the Doctor, and before Tobias had shown up. "I am very good with electronics. Where would you like me to start?"

[its-keeper.livejournal.com]

A familiar voice, and a familiar mop of red hair, issue from the doorway to the MedBay.

"Hi, Brainy. Are you still doing scans?"

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

"Yes."

[its-keeper.livejournal.com]

Will leers at the doctoring-glove. "It's . . . not going to hurt, is it?"

Hoping for a friendlier face, she glances around at some of the other machinery. Uh. Hello, everyone. What's up?

[anoldtrickster.livejournal.com]

"You're a doctor, now?" Wednesday asks as he enters, eying the local equipment distrustfully. "I don't suppose you'd know, my boy, if this place has any stock of mind-affecting substances?"