Not entirely that kind of doctor. [OPEN]

[myworknotme]

Characters: Ariane Emory and open to the crew of the Amestris
Content: Dr. Emory is inspecting her working quarters. Feel free to drop in.
Setting: the infirmary of the Amestris
Time: The afternoon of the first day that she's on the ship.
Warnings: Ari.

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[myworknotme]

As Ukitake pondered what she had to offer, Dr. Emory withdrew a pencil from a pocket on her jacket and set to work doing a few quick calculations. A bit of this chemical here, a little of that there, and it could work. And if she could provide it to him, it would make her deal sound ever sweeter, and draw him closer. He was weighing the symptoms in his head, most likely, figuring out what he'd be getting from his end of things. It was a basic enough human process, and especially with health problems like the ones that the white-haired young man had, necessary for survival.

Tapping the paper before her with her index finger, Ari said, "Most magic users have variance in the way that their biology interacts with the abilities. That's basic science. It would be easy enough to add an element here or there that might give your powers a break now and again. The condition is manageable, if not curable, and the medication should take some of the burden off of your powers, dear." Her smile widened imperceptibly, though it was still friendly. "It would take pulling a few strings to get some compounds from my lab back home, though. How would you feel about us making a deal?"

[wavesandthunder]

Ukitake had been considering the offer seriously - and the fact that she knew how to formulate things to be person-specific meant a great deal. He had witnessed the variety of magical talent during his time in the academy, and knew that no two mages were precisely alike in how their powers worked. Her last question was enough to give him some pause, though. That sort of line was generally an opening to things he didn't want to get involved with. "What sort of deal?" he replied carefully.

[myworknotme]

And the bait was taken.

"I'm not getting any younger," Ari admitted, "and my research is important. My bodyguards stayed behind at the laboratory to look after my affairs, and I could use an escort when going off the ship to conduct official business or to another ship. It wouldn't be often, sweet, and I'd need you there mostly to look intimidating. Keep me company once in a while."

[wavesandthunder]

Ah - that wasn't so bad. No more than he'd offer to someone who needed his protection, to be sure. "Hm. I'm not sure how well I manage 'intimidating', but as long as it doesn't conflicted with my official duties, I'm game for it."

[myworknotme]

Ari rewarded Ukitake with a bright smile. She did like it when she got her way, and it looked as though this would be an easy go of it. "Perfect! Shall we consider it settled then, sweet?"

[wavesandthunder]

"I suppose it is," Ukitake replied, returning the smile. "Did you need anything else from me right now?"

[myworknotme]

"Things are just as they should be for now, dear," Ari agreed. She took a step nearer to the white-haired young man and placed her arm around his shoulder, allowing her fingers to splay across the top of his arm and caress it ever so slightly. "When I need something else, you'll know."

[wavesandthunder]

Ukitake barely registered the touch - it only seemed natural, given the woman's friendly nature. He gave her a smaile in return. "Alright - I don't need any of the records back, I've got my own copies as well. Let me know when I can be of assistance!"

[myworknotme]

"I will, you can be damned sure of that," Ari replied. She gave his shoulder another quick squeeze, then went back to her papers.

"You may be damned sure of that."