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[Episode Interlude] A New-Comer. [Jun. 29th, 2008|09:10 pm]
The Special Hell (Firefly/SGA Universe)


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Team Sheppard is going through the final stages of gearing up, in the Jumper Bay, ready to head out on a mission to P5J-X77.

"So, how long's it been since we've had a bona fide exploration mission?" McKay asks idly, for once not complaining about anything. The MALP readings must have been seriously favourable for this to occur.

"Far too, long," Sheppard replied, tightening his tac-vest, and clipping on his P-90.

"You cannot deny that the last several weeks have been intriguing," Teyla commented, double-knotting the laces on her boots.

"To say the least," Ronon agrees, giving Sheppard a bemused look.

Sheppard clears his throat and ignores the lot of them, double checking to make sure that they have everything stowed and that pre-flight is completed.

[ooc note: this takes place shortly after The Heist.]

[User Picture]From: shepcrew
2008-08-03 06:29 pm (UTC)
Sheppard gives Mia a smile that's half self-deprecatory, half feigned-innocence.

"I have to go talk to Elizabeth, now," he says, pointing over his shoulder.

And he beats a hasty retreat.

We're sure he'll bump into Elizabeth and/or Inara sometime in the very, very near future.
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[User Picture]From: beckett_md
2008-08-03 06:32 pm (UTC)
Carson shoots a bemused smile at the retreating Lt.-Colonel, and then reaches out to probe Mia's shoulder gently.

"Aye, I think ye may be right, lass. Come over here and let's get the rest of ye checked out," he affirms, and ushers her further into the infirmary.
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[User Picture]From: mia_j
2008-08-03 06:40 pm (UTC)
She grimaces as he probes her shoulder. "Lass?"

Mia still has a lot of questions, but they can wait until after her shoulder's popped back into place. She follows him into the infirmary. She may also be looking around for that bounty hunter he said he was just treating, because she doesn't trust any of that group in the least.
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[User Picture]From: beckett_md
2008-08-03 07:29 pm (UTC)
The only indication as to the bounty hunter's location would be a small knot of Marines standing guard over an area of the infirmary which is, in essence, behind closed doors.

Carson, in the meantime, gestures to Mia that she should hop up onto the bed so he can scan her with the Ancient Scanner.

"Just a general word used in reference to females," he answers. "Up ye get now, love, and we'll see how much more, if any, is damaged."
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[User Picture]From: mia_j
2008-08-03 08:26 pm (UTC)
As long as he's under guard, she can relax a little.

This guy seems nice, at least, and that's good, considering she's placing her health and safety in his hands. She carefully gets up on the bed, still a little wary. It's then she realizes what seems to be missing. There's no sight -- and especially no distinct smell -- of bacta that's so common in every medical facility in the galaxy. "Where are your bacta tanks? Are they in another room?"
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[User Picture]From: beckett_md
2008-08-03 11:07 pm (UTC)
Beckett helps Mia to lay down on the bed, then moves to the console to start the scan.

"Try not to move now," he coaches, as the machine begins its procedure. "And I wouldn't know, since I have no idea what a bacta tank is," he adds, the corner of his mouth quirking up into half of an apologetic grin.
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[User Picture]From: mia_j
2008-08-03 11:16 pm (UTC)
"Uh, what will this tell you about me?" Mia's a little nervous about them doing a full scan of her, though she stays still since she's not sure what might've happened to her head and it's good to know sooner rather than later. She hasn't seen a bioscanner like this before either. Must be more of their technology from those Ancients Sheppard had talked about. More and more about this is unsettling her.

"That's not even funny. You're the head doctor here, right? A city this big, you have to have bacta tanks."
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[User Picture]From: beckett_md
2008-08-03 11:27 pm (UTC)
"I'm sorry lass," Beckett replied with a shake of his head. "But I honestly have no idea what you're talking about. I take it bacta is something to do with doctors, where yer from, then?"

That's when the scanner completes its thing and Carson's back at the console deciphering data.
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[User Picture]From: mia_j
2008-08-03 11:29 pm (UTC)
She blinks a little, with a large frown. Something's definitely not right here. Everyone's heard of bacta. Everyone and their pet, even. At least, in her galaxy.

Except... they couldn't have traveled that far. There's no way. The trip took seconds.

"Yeah, bacta heals pretty much anything. Where are you guys from again?"
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[User Picture]From: beckett_md
2008-08-03 11:46 pm (UTC)
Now Carson doe smile fully at her. "I'm sorry, love. But I'm not allowed t'answer any questions. I'm merely here to assess yer health and treat yer injuries."

Another glance at his data. "And that assessment says ye've got a minor concussion and a dislocated shoulder. Easy enough t'treat." He grins and helps her sit back up again so he can reset her shoulder.
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[User Picture]From: mia_j
2008-08-03 11:54 pm (UTC)
She mutters a good-natured curse under her breath. It'd been worth a shot.

Mia grunts a little again, favoring her shoulder even more than before. "Just get it over with. I've had my shoulder reset before."
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[User Picture]From: beckett_md
2008-08-04 12:00 am (UTC)
"Alright then," he says with a nod. It doesn't take him long to do it, and wave a nurse over with a shot of mild pain killers. "You aren't allergic t'anything, I hope?" he asks, refraining from pumping her full of said painkillers until he finds out.

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[User Picture]From: mia_j
2008-08-04 12:04 am (UTC)
Mia cries out sharply in pain as he resets it, then there's a look of relief on her face as she breathes heavily. She shakes her head. "No. Nothing."
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[User Picture]From: beckett_md
2008-08-04 12:12 am (UTC)
"Good," he says, beaming. Then he bares her arm, swabs it, and injects her with the pain killers.

Between Carson and the nurse, they help Mia over to an actual bed. Another nurse comes over with proper infirmary attire for Mia.

"I'll give ye a moment of privacy so ye can change. I'm keepin' ye here for twenty-four hours observation to monitor that concussion."

And to keep her in an already secured area.
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[User Picture]From: mia_j
2008-08-04 01:04 am (UTC)
Her eyebrows raise high. "24 hours? Oh hell no." At least their infirmary wear looks... wearable. But no.

"I have responsibilities to get back to. I realize you guys want to 'talk' to me and figure out if I'm a security risk, but for 24 hours? No. That's imprisonment. You try and keep me here for that long and I will become a security risk."

She isn't making any overt threatening actions, and there's the dose of painkillers and the mild injuries to consider, but... really not the best thing to say. Feel free to facepalm, anyone.
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