Windrose, where the wind blows

[tothefly]

Who: Windrose crew and you, distinguished visitors!
Broadcast: Naaah.
Action: Windrose, various points in the near vicinity
When: Until we get off this frozen rock

[On New Year's Day, the crew on board the Windrose and those nearby may notice the chill as the doors to the cargo bay are left open, and their captain making quite a bit of noise as she inspects their newly expanded home away from home. This is likely to go on for a while. Feel free to come investigate, chat among yourselves, complain about the cold, etc!]

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Beverly "Why-Are-You-Always-On-This-Ship" Crusher

[dancingmd]

[Hello, Windrose, guess who's come for a visit? You'll probably bump into the good doctor in any of the common areas of the ship at some point. She's still a little more distant than usual, but her mood is more subdued, less agitated and she's grown tired of the planet while still feeling the need to wander. So here she is to see what her friends are up to.]

Because we love you, Doc

[tothefly]

[Natasha had been hoping Bev would stop by. Seeing the other woman was on her list today, and she calls out from a little cubby in the main hall, where she's surrounded by several open first aid kits. It's what counts for an infirmary on the ship, anyway.]

Hey. Looking for me, or here to visit Wrath?

[dancingmd]

[When Natasha calls out, Beverly stops and turns, following the sound of her friend's voice to the cubby, which she would have missed had Natasha not said something.

It almost physically pains her to see the sad state of affairs that is the Windrose's "infirmary." She makes a mental note to collect some extra supplies for them.]

Neither - or rather, I only wanted to see who was around. It's been a while.

[tothefly]

[It's what they've got, until they get someone with medical training aboard. She'd consider trying to talk Beverly into transferring, but she's attached to the Blue Fish. Besides, it's good to have friends in alternative places. Just in case.]

Yeah. I guess you've been busy, with everyone coming down with that bug that's been going around. You get sick?

[dancingmd]

Unfortunately, yes.

[Even though she shouldn't have. Still trying to figure that one out.]

I have a supply of the Surrit medication, if anyone here needs it.

[tothefly]

Wouldn't say no to a few doses, if you have extra. Just in case. We aren't exactly well-stocked here.

[She luckily avoided that particular bit of fun. Blame it on sturdy Russian genetics.]

Glad to see you're doing better now, though. Make sure you stay warm out there, the cold is no joke. With all the snowball fights going on, I wouldn't be surprised if you get another round of sick crew to take care of.

[dancingmd]

Probably. Though the colds might just be worth it - I'm glad to see people having fun here, after everything else that's happened.

[tothefly]

Assuming they don't come with fun and exciting alien side effects later? [Sorry, Bev. Natasha is never going to not be cynical--though she does seem a little less sour than she's been lately.] Really, I don't think it was gonna take much more than an open space to run around in and some liquor. We were all cooped up on the Marsiva a little too long for anyone's tastes.

[dancingmd]

We have samples of both the pathogen and the medication in the lab, if that ever becomes a problem.

[Because it's not as if that thought hasn't crossed Beverly's mind either.]

The open space has been very welcome... even if it is freezing.

[tothefly]

[This is why Natasha keeps you, Bev. You are one smart lady. And practical where it counts. Which is pretty much everywhere.]

Really? It's not so bad, once you get used to it. Although I guess they didn't really equip everyone for this kind of weather. Have you been skiing yet?

[Spoken like someone who grew up with this kind of weather.]

[dancingmd]

[Beverly gives her A Look. Come on, Nat, you should know better.]

Ah yes, hurtling down a giant mountain at breakneck speed. Sounds exactly like my idea of fun.

[tothefly]

[What are you talking about, she is a saint. Just look at this face.]

It's plenty of fun, if you have the right teacher. Besides, a downhill slalom isn't the only kind of skiing there is.

You could always try cross-country.

[You know, if you want to be boring.]

[dancingmd]

[Please.]

I think I’ll stick to hiking.

[unbearablynaive]

[Well, now, that's a pleasant surprise. The Vision isn't exactly social, but Beverly is around enough that he at least recognizes her.]

Ah, Dr. Crusher. It's good to see you. I trust you are well?

[dancingmd]

Hello! I'm... better now. [She smiles a little.] I'm afraid I caught the cold down on the planet.

[unbearablynaive]

[He nods sympathetically.] I'm afraid I did as well, but I'm glad to report visiting the northern temple complexes and making a sacrifice to the local deity seems to have fixed it.

[Yeah, no, that doesn't follow any medical science he's aware of either. Especially the part where he got sick in the first place.]

[dancingmd]

[...]

[.......]

[.............yeah she's staring.]

No... no, that - that makes no sense.

[unbearablynaive]

Frankly, neither does my contracting an illness at all. I find it highly unlikely there are any microbes adapted enough to evade my immune system.

[He shrugs, smiling just a little bit.] On the other hand, it could be that the cold ran its course and the ritual was simply performed at a fortuitous time. It was rather fascinating to take part in.

[dancingmd]

[Distracted:] I'm sure it was.

[She frowns.]

It must be simply be a coincidence that you recovered at the same time as the ritual. However, as for the rest of it, this pathogen has proven to be most unusual. You're not the only one for whom it should have been theoretically impossible - or in my case, at least difficult. We cured the common cold decades ago, so I have been vaccinated, though it's plausible enough that this is a strain that is resistant to the vaccine. Were I the only case, I would assume that was what had happened, but...

[unbearablynaive]

But you weren't. I don't suppose you've recovered any samples for analysis?

[Yet again he regrets the lack of a lab on the Windrose. But even so....]

Are you fully recovered now? I hate to pry, but you seem a bit out of things.

[dancingmd]

Allen and I both have collected and stored some samples, along with plenty of the Surrit's medication.

[She gives him a small smile.]

I'm all right. It's just been... a trying couple of months for me.

[unbearablynaive]

Very good. Please don't hesitate to let me know if I can help with any testing, as I do have a rather unique immune system.

[The smile is reassuring, though his brow is still furrowed in concern.]

I see. Is there anything I might be able to help with?

[dancingmd]

[Ah... more concerned androids. She shakes her head.]

I'm afraid not, but I appreciate the offer.

[unbearablynaive]

[He'd probably get along fabulously with Data okay.]

Certainly. Oh, and I've acquired several new plant species with supposed medicinal value. As soon as samples are ready, I'll pass them along for testing.

[dancingmd]

[And she's got Daneel taking care of her here. So many android friends to make!!!

Her eyes light up.]

Really? That's wonderful! Where did you find them? Here on the planet?