Tell me what's wrong [Closed]

[crysteel-future.livejournal.com]

Nura steps into the Med Bay with more than just a bit of reluctance. She has her arms folded against her chest, a demeanor to her that clearly says "I DO NOT WANT TO BE HERE!", and oh how she would break for the exit, she really would...only there's something -- or should it be said as someone -- in the way of her leaving.

She sighs, shifting her feet in an anvious manner, and turning towards the person behind her. "You didn't really need chaperone me for this visit."

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[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

She nods, white hair swishing against her back. "All right. Sounds perfectly reasonable." She knows that they still need to pinpoint the true cause of her continuous migraines, but the doctor must know best...despite the fact that he's been flirting with her for a part of the appointment. Not that she really minds, per say...

[boozeandsurgery.livejournal.com]

Maybe this place wasn't going to be so bad after all. Now all he had to do was find some way of getting food that wasn't slop. There had to be someone that could cook around here, he just needed to find them and sufficiently bribe them to get them to prepare a nice meal. Nothing he couldn't handle. "I'm glad we agree on that. How can I get in touch with you once I have our reservations set?"

[foreseen-future.livejournal.com]

"The comm ring system works fine," she says.

[boozeandsurgery.livejournal.com]

"I promise I won't keep you waiting." Hopefully nobody else needed any medical attention today because he planned to sign out the moment Nura left the Medbay. If it was serious he could always have that stupid hologram thing call him.