[Leonard McCoy-- Entry] [Holo]

[gotmybones]

And here, the small image of man, irate and slightly bemused, with the only indication of the latter being the slightly raised brow on his grim expression. In a ready-set-tirade mode already, (hell, where is he?) he begins to look around, taking in the surroundings-- and then begins to talk. Mostly to himself, but listen in if you're out there

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[ HOLO ]

[uetoresu]

She's not sure she'll ever get used to voices coming out at her from the blue. Headaches are one thing, but when a stranger starts calling out from her jacket pocket, she momentarily forgets she's in Taxon and thinks she's going crazy.

Nonetheless, she can't help but... well, be helpful. And this man sounds like he could definitely rub some people the wrong way, whether he wants to or not. Luckily, Charlie has the patience of a saint - and the tablet know-how of everyone she's seen use theirs.

"Hey there," she says, gently but clearly. "You just arrived, huh?"

[ HOLO ]

[gotmybones]

His lips press hard against one another, and there's that expression on his face that says he'd not all together pleased, but accepting.

A girl's voice is something a bit more soothing than someone who wanted to rub elbows and guffaw, so staring at the projected image a moment longer, he finally nodded.

"You got that right. Name's McCoy, Leonard McCoy. And you are?"

[uetoresu]

She nods, remembering how disoriented she felt upon arrival - how she's still not considering herself entirely found. But she supposes no one is... Well, maybe Dean, but she can understand that.

"Charlie Andrews. Nice to meet you, Leonard," she says. "I'm not from here either - no one is, I don't think. People just arrive sometimes." She can't help it: she feels a little giddy greeting someone. Like she's going through a rite of passage. "Where you're at now is called the Sanctuary. Don't ask me why."

[gotmybones]

"Charlie." He liked it. Firm, almost masculine name for a rather flowerly looking young woman; meant she could handle herself in any situation, presumably.

But, more importantly than that, she seemed to know what in the world she was talking about, and spilling the beans on it. Granted, as honest as the words were-- and he wasn't doubting those-- they weren't quite registering in him.

"Now, you're gonna have to excuse me when I say that makes no god damn sense." A sigh, giving another bland look around, before providing a second nod. "But I'd believe it."

Nonetheless, the sarcasm was thick when he repeated, "Sanctuary, huh? That's one hell of a name for the middle of nowhere... What's the population here?"

[uetoresu]

Charlie isn't phased by his language - she did grow up in the south, after all, around casual cooks and truckers. It's actually fairly tame to her - maybe even makes her smile a bit, thinking of Texas.

"I don't like it either," she asserts, pursing her lips lightly. "Too forceful - doesn't make anyone feel safe. And, uh, with you I guess that makes fifty-nine." She'd checked earlier, having become much more intuitive with her tablet, and naturally remembering it wasn't a problem.

"D'you need someone to show you around?"

[gotmybones]

Well, then they'd hopefully each recognize one another's southern flavour to words. McCoy's has been blotted out over a number of years, but it still bites at words, especially when he's edgy.

Case and point: right now.

Still, Charlie's is a soothing, if not consoling, presence, and making a grim line of his lips, he can at least accept the situation. He'll assess matters here on Taxon best he could, familiarize himself with the place, and get a transmission of to Enterprise, if it was possible

[uetoresu]

She sure doesn't miss it. She's actually fairly excited to have another southerner in Taxon - maybe the diner will get a little more business. It speaks to how long she's been here that that's what she's thinking about right now, and she feels briefly ashamed.

"I don't know," she says. "I haven't met any yet, besides you, but I'm sure there's at least one." If there are demon hunters, there must be doctors. Something to balance out all the strange.

She smiles as if they were speaking face to face. "I'm on my way - if you've got the map open, you can find my dot. Just say my name, that's what's worked for me so far."

[gotmybones]

"You don't know? And only one, for a population of fifty-nine? What about staffers, nurses, surgeons?" A sigh through his teeth and a brief roll of his eyes, ceiling high. Just figured he'd be blown onto the one rock in the universe that didn't have a medical team. As much as he didn't want to linger here longer than necessary, maybe it wouldn't be bad to do some physical exams while he was here-- who knew what the physical makeup of the air here was, or its effects on human life after a prolonged time?

Damn, didn't anyone worry about their health anymore.

"Right, your dot." Back to the subject at hand. He nods. "All right, I'll be waiting for you." He preferred old fashion staying in one place to tracking her movements.

[ VISUAL; LOCATION: SANCTUARY ]

[uetoresu]

"If you need help, I'm a real quick learner." She knows he's probably going to laugh at her for that. You don't just become a doctor overnight. But if she can get her hands on some textbooks, she can at least have some basic nursing skills after a week of solid reading. Her ability is much more helpful here than it was back home, for which she is grateful.

Her pace is quick and she wasn't that far from the Sanctuary to begin with, what with it being so central. She switches off the holo setting on her tablet when she arrives, her smile in direct contrast with his scowl. She extends her hand for a shake.

"Nice to meet you in person."

[gotmybones]

"The quick learner, herself." Greeted, back, none too unfriendly. Mouth quirked, he gave a nod in her direction, putting out a hand. Seemed the natural thing to do, even if they were about talking for a bit. He wasn't one for gizmos and speaking through particles, sound waves being electronically reproduced...

Impersonal, at best.

"I'd like to say you too, but the fact that we're meeting at all, person or otherwise, means something went more than wrong." But, he relents this with something close enough to tolerance to not come off too hard about the whole business. "Charlie, right? Well, Charlie, you just got yourself a job as a Nurse trainee. Hope you're up to proving you're a quick learner." But he didn't doubt her-- on the contrary, help was better than none, even if it was amateur.

[uetoresu]

"Oh, I am." She's actually very excited. Busy is the last word to describe the diner's status, and she's been needing something to do. She was already interested in medicine - she wants to be helpful, after all, and she can't think of anything more helpful than healing people.

"You were talking earlier about starships and... 'space craziness.' Uh, I know this is a weird question but... you're not from the future, are you?" She'll start the tour after this, really, and she's sure weirder questions have been asked. Perhaps not by her, but still.

[gotmybones]

"Good to hear. We'll put that to the test, if you're not squeamish." Possibly even if she was. They all had their own quirks, after all, and frankly-- medicine in its barbaric form, back in the 21st Century, made him squeamish as hell. And yet, here he was.

Raising a brow at her question; hell, he'd had enough of this future-past past stuff of late; he gave the answer he found most obvious. "Depends on where you're from. In my opinion, I'm from the present. And since you're here, so are you. Properly, I'm from Stardate-- ah, nevermind Stardate. If you're unfamiliar with Starfleet, then I'm better off saying, I'm from Earth. And the current year is 2258."