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Who: Kaidan and YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide video
Action: First Breath
When: Around Monday, 4/10

[Kaidan is sitting, going by the framing on the feed, somewhere in the cargo bay of his ship. He seems slightly nervous, going by the long pause before he says anything and the glances away from the camera.]

So...here's the thing. I'm looking for a doctor on the fleet that can help me with something. I have...chronic migraines, basically. I can usually manage, but since we can't seem to hold onto a lab technician over here it's been untreated for about...five months? And...[A tiny sigh of frustration] it's starting to be a problem.

If you know anything about cybernetics or implants...kind of like our augments...[He taps the side of his neck]...that would help a lot. But honestly, anything would help at this point.

[He frowns for a moment, then smooths it out into something more neutral as he shift from his seat]

In other news...I have some extra syrup in our cargo bay if anyone wants any. None of it maple, but it is sweet.

[It's pretty tragic. He pans the video down where you can see him slip the lid off a wooden box full of glass bottles in a rainbow of colors. He pulls one out, this one a too-yellow amber.

The label reads:'FLOOT BRAND BREAKFAST SYRUP'.

This one seems to be banana, but they come in a whole bunch of fruity varieties.]

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Try Beverly Crusher - she helped a friend of mine. [And got a black eye for it but that doesn't need to be mentioned]

And I think I'm good on sweet things, but thanks. [She'll eat pretty much anything but has learned sweets aren't really her thing.]

Edited (LOL I can't do anything right XD) 2017-04-15 01:55 (UTC)

[Kaidan looks embarrassed because he's effectively painted a target on one of the elephants in the room. After the battle wasn't the first time he's sequestered himself in a dark room and it hasn't been the last, but they've never really acknowledged it. He doesn't particularly like to, because to some people, it's a weakness.]

[He gives her a wry smile] Yeah, well, I need the calories, but not that many. Hopefully someone will take a few off my hands. [The implication being...yeah, he's probably still going to try a few of the less objectionable flavors]

[A beat, and he clears his throat] Um...listen. Sorry I never mentioned this. But I'll say what I've told all my superiors - I don't let it get in the way. If you need me, I'll be here. Headache or no.

[She looks concerned and confused for a moment after the apology. She hadn't felt she had any reason to doubt him, considering he turned up when the need was high. It seemed to her she'd already seen him dealing with it.]

Yeah. Yeah, I know that. You're good, Kaidan. Don't worry about it.

Edited 2017-04-16 05:17 (UTC)

[He smiles, somewhat awkwardly]

Sorry, it's just usually something me or the ship doctor would tell me CO about at some point or another.

Hmph. That's not how I do things here. I don't really have a choice in who's part of the crew but if you prove yourself I'll remember it. You've already done that. Whatever else happens is your business.

If you need help? Let me know.

I will. You can count on it.

But for now? I'm okay. Figured I'd say something before it did become a problem. I'm starting to wonder if Atroma has something to do with us never retaining our lab techs.

If it gets to be too much of a problem we could see about visitng another ship's tech.

If this doesn't pan out we'll try that.

[Though she's much more sober than she was when they first met last week, Beverly's demeanor is no less warm and friendly - though now there is a hint of concern mixed in.]

I'd be happy to help, if you'd like to stop by the Blue Fish and let me take a look - I happen to have a good deal of experience in cybernetics and nanotechnology.

Edited 2017-04-15 02:23 (UTC)

[He lets out a breath that sounds quite a lot like relief]

Best news I've heard in awhile. Yeah...I can come over. Should I let your head of security know or anything like that?

Oh, no that won't be -

[Wait. Right. The Lannisters.]

Actually, wait for me in the cargo bay. You won't be able to get anywhere else in the ship without me letting you in.

[He doesn't bat at eye at the instructions, considering he'd suggested it. He isn't actually aware of any issues with her crew, but it's more than fair for other ships to conduct security as they see fit. He nods.]

Not a problem. I'll keep the guns back in the ship, too.

[Not a necessary gesture on his part, but then there's no reason he needs guns at a doctor's appointment either, so she nods.]

Thank you. I'll see you shortly?

[Soldier's force of habit, the guns. And if things are really tight, he can do without. Not that he's advertising.

Kaidan nods, and the feed goes dark.

Some time later, a shuttle docks with the Blue Fish and Kaidan can be found waiting politely at the entrance]

[Beverly keys him in from the other side and as the door slides open she offers him a hand to shake.]

Good to see you again, Kaidan. Sickbay's just down this way, if you'll follow me.

[He shakes her hand, careful to be firm but not too firm] Of course.

[He'll follow as soon as she moves. After a moment, he clears his throat awkwardly.] Nice ship.

Thank you! Sokka's very proud of it.

[And so is she, judging from her tone. The Blue Fish is not the Enterprise, but it's become a second home to her, without her even really realizing that it's happened.

When they reach sickbay she gestures towards the door.]

After you. You can just take a seat on one of those tables there.

[The Blue Fish has had a lab upgrade, in addition to the equipment that Beverly, Allen, and Sokka have installed themselves over the years, so it's very well equipped compared to a lot of the other ships. Beverly pulls up a little rolling stool next to the exam table and takes a seat.]

Now, why don't you tell me what's been going on?

[Kaidan hops up onto the table feeling more than a little bit awkward, but looking around, it's indeed a lot closer to what he's used to, and that puts him just a little bit more at ease with the situation. But all the fancy equipment in the world means nothing without a good doctor. Hopefully she can be that.]

The 'what' is easy. Like I said...chronic migraines. A couple a month at least. Bright lights can kick them off too. Which is normal for me, really. They've just been a little worse lately. I haven't been properly medicated for this in months.

What medication were you on before?

[He manages not to cringe too overtly]

Honestly, I took what the ship doctor told me to take, and I don't think it would matter if I knew the names anyway...different universe and all that. Sorry, I'm not a great patient. The point is, it's not exactly the kind of thing I can take an aspirin for. What you should really know is the 'why', and that mostly has to do with my biotics.

[There's going to be a question here, and not the last, but to answer at least one of them, he activates his power just enough to give her an idea. There's the slightest warble of sound in the air as blue light ripples briefly over his skin like the sheen on a soap bubble, then coalesces for a few moments between the fingers of one hand before winking out]

[As someone on the First Breath, it's not that hard for Ignis to catch the video and bypass the communicator before heading to the cargo bay to inspect the items in question and to talk to his crewmate.]

If the headaches are that bad, I can have an acquaintance from home see if she can assist. I'm not a medic of any kind, but she's a sort of...healer.

As for the syrup, I believe that I can use some of it for our meals if you'd like.

[Since he's the new cook on their ship and all.]

[Kaidan is in the process of closing up the crate when Ignis enters, and he looks up, somewhat surprised but not outwardly startled. He's done a poor job of getting to know his newest rrewmate but that's not all that unusual for him. It usually takes someone else to extend the hand.]

I'd like it more if some of this were actually maple syrup, but I can't say I expected much. Besides, there's an awful lot for one crew. Either way, you're welcome to it.

[Kaidan takes a seat on the crate again, crossing his arms]

The headaches are mostly...inconvenient. I've lived with them for most of my life, but the more they happen the less I'm doing my job. What, uh...what do you mean by healer?

[A man who can keep his cool under pressure is someone that Ignis can respect, even if the man has stayed away from him since his arrival to the ship. It's to be expected though. Ignis is terrible with strangers unless it can possibly help out Noctis's cause.

However, he has promised to find allies for his friend, so he has to suck it up and make nice. Besides, it's best to know who one is spending an exorbitant amount of time with, even if not directly.]

Even without it being maple, I'm sure that I can find something to do with them. There are some of the proteins that are both flavored and unflavored that might go well with a few that you have here. [He begins to lift a few bottles out of the crates and sort through them.] Although, I will admit that not even I could figure out recipes for this much of it.

Is this one of your sponsor gifts that we've all been enjoying as of late?

Lady Lunafreya has a gift. She has been blessed with the ability to heal those who have been afflicted with a terrible disease back on our world. From what I understand, they still work just as well here as they do back home.

If your headaches are as bad as you say they are, I can ask her to assist you.

[He smiles a bit sheepishly] Sponsor gift? Yeah, I guess so. Some of kind comment about me being Canadian.

[To the rest he rolls a shoulder. Asking for help still makes him uncomfortable to ask for help, and from someone other than the kind of doctor he understands even more so.]

I...don't know. I'm not sick...or dying. Or anything like that. It's a side effect of my biotic implant. So I'm not sure that I can be 'healed' outside of tampering with the implant and...headaches or no, it's not something I want to risk.

[Ignis crosses his arms over his chest with an ease that belies his own tension.]

I'm not sure what Canadian means, but I was given a set of cookware and knives because of my own rumor of being that I am some sort of chef back home.

[Not exactly false, but also not exactly true either.]

I'm sure that to an outsider, her powers seem rather fantastical, but I assure you she won't do anything to exacerbate your issues. However, I can understand your reluctance. I'm sure there are other medical professionals here. I've yet to meet any myself, but it doubt that with all of the people the Atroma have selected that at least one of them isn't some sort of fulltime healer or doctor.

Canada. Where I'm from. It's a...cultural thing.

[And kind of weird to have to explain]

Sorry. I don't mean to doubt. I've met people here with some pretty wild talents, and that probably goes both ways. If nothing pans out here, I might take you up on the offer to meet with her.

So, Canada is the country you're from. Interesting. What is the significance of the syrup?

[No, please, tell him about Earth. He'll be fascinated. He's only vaguely aware that everyone is from different worlds but no one has really told him about them.]

No, it's quite alright. As I said, it might seem fantastical. A rational man always doubts that he does not see firsthand but leaves some room to be proven wrong. If you'd like to meet with her, let me know and I can attempt to arrange it.

We're all stuck here together. It's our job to work with one another to make it a little less dreary.

Can't help you with the headaches only to offer up one of my medical officers to help you out. Both Allen and Beverly are pretty great at their jobs.

...How sweet are we talking here?

I'm not sure I'd be able to give you a reference you'd understand.

That sweet?

...Eh, sure why not? I'll give it a try.

I was going to say like the breakfast cereal I used to eat as kid, but I figured you'd probably never had that kind of thing. The flavors are what threw me...I mean...orange syrup? Who ever heard of that?

Yeah, afraid not. When I was a kid, I ate stuff like seal jerky and fish.

...Like...orange juice but...more sugary?

Yeah, pretty much. And a little...synthetic tasting. You know. [There's a lot of that going around the fleet kitchens so he's pretty sure Sokka does know what he means]

[Oh. Ew. ]

...So like protein gels? Yeah no. I'll pass. You officially just turned me off it.

[Rueful smirk] I need to work on my sales pitch I guess.

You lost me on the synthetic part. Might wanna work on that one.

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