100532-medical-assessment-of-captain-neveran-alanos-by-doctor-shiloh

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"You look like shit."
 
"That your official medical diagnosis, doc?"
 
"My official medical diagnosis is that there's way too much wrong with you to even figure out where to start. Your face looks like one giant bruise, your leg is broken, and you have cuts on your back that I can't even pinpoint the cause of."
 
"Gardening accident."
 
"Those must have been some pretty aggressive flowers you were tending to. Your back looks like the testing grounds of a DRED Complex, Neveran. Full of-"
 
"I get the picture, Doc. Look, this is just a formality anyway. I just need you to sign to sheet giving me a clean bill of health so that I can return to business. Most of this has been treated already."
 
"There's a world of difference between receiving treatment and being healthy, Neveran. Galex did a good job of it, but no doctor in the world could heal these instantly. You'll still need weeks of bedrest before you walk on that leg again, for one."
 
"Well we both know that's not happening. Even if I wanted to sit around doing nothing for a few weeks, which I don't, I can't afford to spend even a week pacing around the ship while Carroway hunts us down."
 
"You wouldn't be pacing. More hobbling, really. Limping at best. That's my whole point."
 
"Scions above Doc, I feel fine! Really."
 
"That'd be the painkillers I gave you when you first arrived. Your back made me uncomfortable just looking at it so I figure you must be hurting even worse."
 
"Very funny. Wait, you drugged me? You know my feelings about that, Doc! I'm... actually not very upset about that. Why am I not upset?"
 
"Well I didn't want you storming off when I told you about the bedrest so I mixed in some herbal medication with the painkillers to help calm you down."
 
"Tristin's teets, Shiloh! Maybe warn me next time before giving me homemade drug cocktails?"
 
"That would sorta defeat the purpose of calming you."
 
"Do I seem calm, Doc?"
 
"Yes, shockingly so."
 
"Yeah, well... I suppose I have to give you that one. Alright, let's just get this over with."
 
"As you wish. How'd you break your leg."
 
"An Aurin stomped it after I started arguing with them about the fate of Arboria."
 
"How in the world did you think that was a good time and place to have that debate?"
 
"Well it's not like I brought it up or anything. Their matria lady, she asked me about it."
 
"You're an idiot. Doesn't mean they're not monsters for breaking a helpless prisoner's leg, but you're still an idiot."
 
"Actually the one who did it was pretty nice once I got to know her. We just got off on the wrong foot."
 
"..."
 
"Get it?"
 
"..."
 
"Wrong foot."
 
"...Moving on. What happened to your face."
 
"Most of the beatings they gave tended to be aimed there, for whatever reason. Maybe they were intimidated by my rugged good looks."
 
"I'm starting to see the appeal of hitting you in the mouth."
 
"Get out of here, Mordenn! Wait, what are you even doing here?"
 
"Doc told me you were gonna be high out of your mind, I couldn't miss this."
 
"I'm not high out of my mind! ...I'm not, right doc?"
 
"Well, technically-"
 
"Doc!"
 
"It should pass in an hour. Three max! Some side effects are unavoidable."
 
"I'm just waiting for him to start mumbling about the colors of sound."
 
"Well actually Mordenn this isn't a hallucinogen! It's a-"
 
"Is no one here actually concerned with my health?"
 
"Why should we be when you clearly aren't?"
 
"Yeah well... you're... fuzzy."
 
"Yeesh, he really is pretty far gone."
 
"Alright, just lay down Neveran. I need to start the scanning."
 
"Whatever you say man."	
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