driftfleet | January Goldstone Mingle

Medical Lab

[Maggie was settling back in - yet again - fairly well now that she's transferred to the Goldstone. Being able to transition with ease made it easier to get back to work. Anyone looking for a doctor or anything so small as a bandaid would find her in the Medical Lab, drumming a pen stylus on a datapad, going through supplies and the like for the ship. She had missed a lot in her absence and wanted to pick up the slack now that she was First Mate again.]

Lounge

[A cup of coffee in hand, Maggie finds a minute to kick her feet up and enjoy. It was nice being among friends, new and old. Anyone passing through that wanted to strike up conversation could find her easily here, reading a book. When had she ever had time to read a book back home? It felt like ages. She was taking advantage of it but still keeping an ear out if anyone needed her for work-related reasons.]

[He's been feeling better lately after having been down for the better part of the colder month. The gift at his door had been a welcome surprise and now he's up and about again.

Which means his first stop is to see new and old crewmates. So when he sees Maggie back in her familiar haunt, he smiles and peeks his had in through the door. Saizou is at his feet, staring up at her as well.]

Settling in alright again?

[Seeing him wasn't new. Seeing him not give the medical lab considerable distance was new. Maggie looks up from her work, waving to him at the door before setting it aside completely and approaching.]

Yeah, I'd say. It's nice getting to be around everyone again.

[Maggie looks down at Saizou and back to Okita as if to say 'yes you too, Saizou.']

How about you? I heard from Mon-El I missed a few things.

[He'll drop by, but that doesn't mean he's going to come in. Doctor's offices still make him nervous, especially since he refused Crowley's help in bending reality to cure himself. But then he also isn't getting any worse, even though he's been here long enough to know he should be suffering far more than he is - or be outright dead at this point.

He's going to call it a small miracle and let it go at that.

Okita smiles as Saizou snorts and wanders into the lab to sniff at Maggie's foot, oblivious to his owner's feelings.]

Oh~ Nothing much. I gave Crowley-san a stuffed animal pig though. And he actually kept it. That was a surprise.

Oh? That was nice of you. He doesn't seem like the stuffed animal type to me.

[But what does she know? She still felt like she was getting to know each member of the crew and sometimes people were full of surprises.]

Did I miss anything interesting while I was gone?

[ Maggie's been back a little while, and Carl can't really put to words how relieved he is that she's back on the Goldstone. Takeshi had missed her something fierce, and he did, too. He visits often-- more often than maybe he used to, but she's his only connection to home again and it just felt good that she was back and things were somewhat normal. Not finding her in her room or the common areas, he stops at the med bay and spots her bent over a datapad. ]

Do you ever stop? [ Not that he's one to talk. ]

[Maggie looks up from her work, a smile appearing immediately on her face.]

No, not usually. If it wasn't doing work to help your dad or the Hilltop, I suppose it'd have to be this.

[As much as it kills her, not being pregnant anymore had its perks - no more exhausting herself too quickly.]

Hey, you.

[She leaves her datapad on the desk, moving in for a hug.]

I'd say I missed you but it feels like I just saw you not too long ago.

[ He moves fully into the med bay, meeting her halfway for a hug and wraps his arms around her. He's always okay with those, especially for Maggie. ]

I mean, you're allowed to? What are you working on?

[And she's more than okay with this long overdue hug. Carl always seemed to help her through rough patches so it was nice to get a hug for a happier reason.]

Mm. Was going through the med lab inventory, seeing how much needs ordering from the Marsiva - things like that.

[She pulls back after a moment, smiling and letting him go completely.]

I could use a break though so, thanks for coming.

[She gets a better look at him, noting the fact that he doesn't look much changed from home - perhaps there were differences between the two places but he was still 'Carl'. That was a comfort more than anything.]

Want to get a bite to eat in the kitchens?

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[ He offers her a smile, nodding in agreement. The feeling of having her right here makes the feeling of home sit a little warmer in his chest. They're still missing the others, if they ever come back, but Maggie's always been there. ]

Sure, sounds good.

[Maggie leads the way to the kitchen, turning back to grin at him once as she does. It might be her way to reassure herself that he was actually here. Either way, when they get to the kitchen she sets about making as close an approximation to cup noodles as she can. It was quick and easily made and there'd be enough for them both.]

So how about you - still up to the same work you did last time I was here?

I don't think so? I can't remember how long ago I changed it. I know it was just before dad left, but I'm an engineer now. The ship kinda needed it.

[ Because it's how the Red Fish rolls, he hops up to sit on the unused portion of countertop. ]

An engineer? Wow. I'm glad you're helping out, anyway. Engineering's kind of important, isn't it?

[Not that being the Medical Officer wasn't. Engineering literally kept the ship going. Maggie sets up the boiling water first, digging through the cupboards for two bowls, forks, and the ingredients they'd need.]

Yeah. I have more knowledge about how to fix stuff around the ship and keep it going. Better to be prepared in case we're invaded again, right?

Yeah. At least in attack if the engines aren't damaged we can get away. Though, now that I think of it, I haven't actually gone down to the Engine Room to watch them work. Felix is in charge of it over here.

[She only knew him by name, not having had the moment to introduce herself now that she's returned to the fleet.]

I could show you around the Red Fish's engine if you want? I'm probably not as good as Felix is, though.

[ He's getting decent at trial and error, now. Although, he knows the Red Fish isn't for everyone, with its permanent blood stains scattered about. Not that they haven't seen their fair share back home. ]

Sure, I'd like that.

[It was nice, being able to just have normal conversation that didn't involve the insanity back home.]

It's kinda nice... being back. I guess it's a good thing we forget it. Then we'd have things we might actually miss about the place.

Yeah, it's.. probably better that we don't remember when we go back.

[ Things are conflicting enough as it is, trying to keep on top of what to remember from where and talk around subjects would be tiring. It's already tiring. Having to do it in front of more people would be absolutely draining. Hard to keep up with the lies. ]

Still - I bet you'd like remembering how to work on engines when you go back. Though maybe not spaceships... you could apply it to somethin' else.

[Whereas she'd already had the medical skills thanks to her father. Now if she could just forget all the other things that happened back home here, now that would be nice. Losing Glenn was still hard even on a good day. She carried it with her. But putting that to rest for now was on the agenda of the day. She turns back to the noodles she was working on, stirring them. At least they hadn't started to boil over while she had been talking to Carl.]

That would be nice if remembering selective things were possible.

[ He'd like to keep his engineering skill, but would rather leave the raids, the cannibal planet, and the like behind. They have enough bloodshed back at home. Carl watches her stir the pot. ]

Do you think the others will come back?

Mm. I don't know. It'd be nice if it wasn't just us, if we could have lives here.

[Or a close approximation to a life. Drifting from place to place, never really settling to find a home... that wasn't a life. Being stuck on these ships for months on end wasn't a life. It was just, unfortunately, the life they'd been given. It would be nice if Rick or Michonne or Enid and the rest could all be with them. Right now it was just her and Carl.]

It kind of makes me think of when we first got here - remember when we were on the Marsiva? At least this time being split up isn't so bad. I came back remembering this place.

[She stirs the pot once more before setting the spoon aside and turning off the heat.]

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