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Ratchet ([personal profile] hummerdoc) wrote in [community profile] ataraxionlogs2012-03-30 11:15 pm
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The Good Doctor [Closed]

CHARACTERS: Ratchet + Rey
LOCATION: Medbay
WARNINGS: Medical stuff? Nothing much
SUMMARY: Rey's coming in for a checkup, and Ratchet's the lucky one.
NOTES: Nothing of note~! but will edit as necessary.


It was Ratchet's shift this evening, and quiet, for once. Megamind was in a secured part of the medbay, and asleep, so Ratchet had time to catch up on the influx of new information on the passengers of this forsaken ship, jumping blind through the cosmos.

He had his own personal notes, written in the Cybertronian glyphs he still thought in, despite knowing all the spoken and written Earth languages, but they weren't just from his examinations, also coming from what he hears on the network, and sees for himself.

It gave him time to think, to digest the happenings, from the mutiny, to someone outing himself as a mutant, able to manipulate metal, of all things. What else would this ship bring for him to marvel over?
circumitus: I have big plans. I'm learning spanish this month. (i need an office)

[personal profile] circumitus 2012-03-31 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
Allergies, special diets, illnesses, any noteworthy details...

When it came up, Rey had no idea how to answer any of these things. She'd managed to avoid treading the subject for this long, but if recent events had been any sort of indicator, it was that something needed to be addressed.

It's been about three months now -- or something like that. She hadn't been keeping track of the time all that well. Bottom line, she still had no idea what to make of her situation.

Or herself.

Which was why she decided to take some time to drop by the clinic for a change, which also took some remarkable effort. She didn't know why, but hospitals made her a little uneasy...

Eventually, Ratchet would be met with a scarred-faced woman peering cautiously around the corner of his doorway. Not a single hello or a wave or anything, though. Instead, she just waited to be noticed first.

Hope he didn't mind being stared at.
circumitus: Because you're marine grade... You rascal. (you need 400 proof or marine proof)

[personal profile] circumitus 2012-03-31 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
Was it safe to come out?

At the very least, she stepped closer into view, no longer peering her head around the doorframe. Though Rey didn't walk in just yet. The lack of hem-haws provided more comfort than anything else (she probably would've just walked away otherwise).

"You tell me." She stood straight, almost at attention. "I need a... checkup. A physical, or whatever you call it."
circumitus: She literally cut my boxers off with a 8" chef's knife and had her way with me. (tomorrow never knows)

[personal profile] circumitus 2012-03-31 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
To be fair, Rey wasn't a little ball of sunshine, either. A somewhat temperamental personality was hardly going to scare her away.

"Right." She moved into the chair and sat, completely straight-faced. "What kind of details do you need?"

Because she wasn't sure how truthful she was going to be with all of them.
circumitus: you started throwing frozen shot glasses at people and you kept saying "it's fine, they melt." (wave goodbye to your troubles)

[personal profile] circumitus 2012-04-01 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Serial number... You mean this?" She rolls up the sleeve to her jacket:

001 ยป 056.

"My name is Rey. I've never gone in for one of these kinds of things before, so you'll have to bear with me."
circumitus: I have big plans. I'm learning spanish this month. (i need an office)

it's all good, bro!

[personal profile] circumitus 2012-04-10 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
She pauses and studies him for a moment. What kinds of things do these guys tend to write down, anyway?

"I haven't felt the need to since I showed up." She shrugs. Totally concerned for her health, this one.
circumitus: ...it got messy. (i did a shot of seamonkeys)

it happens, haha

[personal profile] circumitus 2012-04-10 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
"I almost threw up on the last jump. Nothing out of the ordinary."

Her throat hitches. She actually breaks and looks away briefly, before looking back to the doctor again.

"When people arrived here, they don't seem to remember much about what happened to them in the moments before they were brought here. It usually comes back to them within a few days, correct?" Her eyes narrow; her head tilts. "It's been a lot longer than a few days. Not much has come back to me."
circumitus: I have big plans. I'm learning spanish this month. (i need an office)

/kneecaps B(

[personal profile] circumitus 2012-04-11 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
She stares for a good moment, collecting the pieces that were scattered about in her mind. Times like these, it felt as though she had needles jammed into her eye sockets, twisting...

"I remember waking up in a morgue, wearing rags and a toe-tag -- that's how I know my name. I'm in a hospital. I manage to break out of the basement, but all the hospital staff are gone. In fact, the patients are gone, too. Then there's this crazy guy that just comes at me with a scalpel. I'm not in any shape to run, so I try to disable him. I don't think I intended to kill him, though."

Really.

"...that's all."
circumitus: I have big plans. I'm learning spanish this month. (i need an office)

[personal profile] circumitus 2012-04-15 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
His responses had no reason to cause any immediate alarm. Even if they did, Rey could just as easily walk out if she wanted to.

Fortunately, it didn't come to that.

"I don't think so." She promptly answered, remembering how easily the kill had come to her. Like natural instinct. It had happened again when that guy snuck up on her while she'd been asleep in the hallways. Startling as it might have been, it didn't feel like something she didn't have any control over. Or couldn't control later down the line, of course.
circumitus: I have big plans. I'm learning spanish this month. (i need an office)

[personal profile] circumitus 2012-04-15 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't know." She had to admit, that much of what she can remember and feel when it came to her past never felt like self-defense that much. "I'm pretty sure I was a soldier of some kind."

The closest thing to any kind of comfort she could recall was an assault rifle, and she didn't have much else. The thought alone would have been depressing, if only she could feel anything.

But she didn't.
circumitus: She literally cut my boxers off with a 8" chef's knife and had her way with me. (tomorrow never knows)

[personal profile] circumitus 2012-04-19 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Possibly..." Rey echoed, green eyes shifting away. "Is there any kind of method of remembering? Like hypnosis or something?"

At that, she had no idea as to why that practice just seemed logical to her. Perhaps it meant something. Or maybe she was just grasping at straws here, because not knowing proved frustrating more than anything.
circumitus: I have big plans. I'm learning spanish this month. (i need an office)

[personal profile] circumitus 2012-05-02 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't care. I still want to do it. This is worse than being dead."

For as wooden as she was half of the damn time, there was a certain level of resolve in her decision. At first she had been holding out on the option that, perhaps sometime, soon, she would begin to remember things. Get back pieces of herself. Stop feeling the way she always did.

But it hasn't. This stagnant feeling remained, and it didn't seem like it was going to go away anytime soon.

Then she remembered that split second where she nearly attacked Tillman, and suddenly it wasn't so much as concern but the reality and logic that washed over...
circumitus: I have big plans. I'm learning spanish this month. (i need an office)

[personal profile] circumitus 2012-05-04 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"I hoped you'd say that."

She wasn't in the place to argue, and she didn't want to try wracking her brain trying to think up any excuses, either.

Good to know that when she set her mind to something, she didn't change her mind so easily.
circumitus: This is drunk and confused... (this is worse than naked and afraid)

[personal profile] circumitus 2012-05-06 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
Spill it.

She was here for a reason. It would be completely counterproductive if she kept him in the dark about this.

"Yeah." She lifted her head up, giving the doctor a long look. "There was a fire in my sleeping quarters awhile back. I didn't have a room for awhile, so I slept in the halls."

Which, incidentally, led to her getting trapped in them that one time.

Anyway... "Sometimes, things I touch burn -- or start to burn. I haven't figured out how it works."
circumitus: you started throwing frozen shot glasses at people and you kept saying "it's fine, they melt." (wave goodbye to your troubles)

[personal profile] circumitus 2012-05-11 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
The simplest gesture did not go unnoticed, nor unappreciated. Rey nodded, easing slightly more into the seat.

"I think so. So far, it's only been something that happens when I'm asleep."
circumitus: She literally cut my boxers off with a 8" chef's knife and had her way with me. (tomorrow never knows)

[personal profile] circumitus 2012-05-13 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Then I don't think it's safe for people to be around me when I'm sleeping." It's an odd request, but she'd made the mistake of sleeping in the halls after her own room had burned up. Not an incident that she should repeat again...