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[qsilver_md]

Kevin is working intently in his little area at the back of the infirmary, but he emerges occasionally to check on the current patients.

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[gone_byebye]

One of the current patients is Ray Stantz, who got brought in last night after three weeks of really bad wilderness experience. Ray was- and this is putting it nicely- once cited by his Scoutmaster as being the single worst Boy Scout in the history of Scouting, and he didn't get any better as an adult.

In purely medical terms, we're looking at a case of Giardia, a broken ankle, two and a half weeks of eating the equivalent of the Atkins Diet (i.e., almost exclusively meat), and more than a few cuts and lacerations here and there. At least he's already been injected with an anti-helminthic from the United Federation of Planets, so that's taken care of.

[qsilver_md]

"Afternoon", Kevin says pleasantly, checking his chart.

[gone_byebye]

Ray looks up from his copy of The Nine Billion Names Of God. "Hi, Doc," he says with a bit of a smile. "How'm I doing?"

[qsilver_md]

"Nothing time and proper treatment won't fix", Kevin reassures him. "You'll be fine."

[gone_byebye]

"Oh, good," Ray says. "I'm gonna be able to kick someone's knees out from under him with that foot again, right? Because I really want a crack at the guy who got me into this situation in the first place."

[qsilver_md]

"Not for a few weeks at least", Kevin says with a wry smile. "But there's no reason why not, when it's healed."

[gone_byebye]

"Oh, so you don't have access to that bone-knitting machine Naraht mentioned, then? Okay, I can deal with that," Ray says. "It's still way better than nothing."

[qsilver_md]

"Not personally. But I don't understand half of the tech there is in here. Dr. McCoy might be able to do more."

[gone_byebye]

"Cool," says Ray. "Oh, wait. Which Dr. McCoy? I mean, I've met both. I'm just wondering."

[qsilver_md]

"I've only met the one. I was thinking of Hank."

[gone_byebye]

"Oh, okay. I thought maybe the one from the Enterprise was here. Um, have we met before? My name's Ray Stantz, if it doesn't say so on the chart."

[qsilver_md]

"I'm not sure. If we have, it's been some time. Kevin Fawkes."

[gone_byebye]

"Cool beans," Ray says. "Nice to meet you. I mean, considering the circumstances and all."

[qsilver_md]

"You too. Even in the circumstances."

[k_in_black]

A Man in Black comes strolling in through the infirmary doors, scopes out the space, and lights on a familiar face. By the time he's up to the bed, he's got a smile on his face and a hand outstretched.

"Had us worried there, Chief. How're you feeling?"

[gone_byebye]

Ray looks up- he's reading Andrew Wells' copy of The Nine Billion Names of God by Arthur C. Clarke- and grins. "Better than I was this time yesterday," he says, reaching over to shake the hand. "The doctors here know their stuff. Hi, K. Sorry I couldn't make it back earlier, but the stupid door didn't work."