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[combat_trained]

He is, of course, startled when he enters. It wasn't Terminus, it was too elegant to be Terminus. A hand moved with care to the laser strapped to his hip and rested there...just in case. He would be ready. It isn't every day you turn a corridor in a hospital ship and find yourself in the lobby of a hotel instead

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[trion_prince]

Turlough comes up behind Olvir. "There's many people here. It's a hotel. That's what hotels are for."

[combat_trained]

The man whirled, body tense and prepared to defend himself but he settled immediately. "Well, just a moment ago beyond that corner it was a hospital ship."

[trion_prince]

"That happens to everyone," Turlough comments airily. "Trust me, it's a hotel."

[combat_trained]

"I believe you, I was just remarking on the oddity." He moved his hand from his laser then and put both hands on his hips, casually. "I don't suppose these 'many people' include a woman, about so tall," he demonstrates with his hand, "brown curls and blue eyes?"

[beige_doc]

"Olvir? Is that you?" The Doctor beamed.

[combat_trained]

"Doctor. A familiar face." He grinned to the man, moving his hand from his weapon. "How are you?"

[beige_doc]

The Doctor extended his hand to the young man, "I'm fine, and yourself? How has Terminus been treating you?"

[combat_trained]

Olvir accepted the hand and shook, firmly. "It's good to hear it. I'm well enough, I should say. Life on Terminus is difficult; Kari left when she was able and I chose to stay. So I can't complain. Things are getting better though. It's an honour to be able to watch things change, to help them change."