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We who are about to die, salute you...

Aug 22, 2007 09:43

WHO: Stephen
WHEN: Day 37, just before lunch
WHERE: Infirmary, Camp Crash II
INVITED: Susan, Methos, and NPC House
STATUS: complete

Stephen left the campfire and had a brief chat with Methos, a.k.a Dr. Adam Pierson, then went to the Infirmary. He invited Methos to join him there later if the man had a moment.

Once at the Infirmary Stephen gave House a ( Read more... )

john.crichton, day 37, greg.house, stephen.franklin, susan.ivanova, methos

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[Susan] lost_mckay August 22 2007, 14:24:36 UTC

Susan entered the Infirmary, one of the largest and 'best appointed' of the shelters, and paused briefly to look around. The only other time she'd been within was to get a few changes of clothes and a brush. Beyond that?

"Alright Susan, strip and up. You know the drill."

Stephen's words came as a greeting to her, and she turned towards her friend, raised a single brow and straightened her back. Her hands moved in gesture, back and forth-- "Hello, Ivanova. How are you, Ivanova? Sleep well, Ivanova? Good, glad to hear it, Ivanova," came rapid fire in response, a half-smirk lighting her expression.

Her hands came to rest on her hips, the smirk still firmly in place. "Taking lessons from Garibaldi on how to romance a girl? Really, Stephen... the least you could do is some flowers... a little dinner... maybe a little mood music, promise of dancing under the stars..."

Susan crossed as she spoke, however, realizing that there was that bit of the inevitable that was going to play out. 'Breathe in... out'...

[Stephen] cbeckett_md August 22 2007, 14:33:44 UTC

Stephen arched his brow up at Susan, a smirk settling in. Yes he had been taking lessons from Michael, but that would come later. For now though he didn't verbally respond to the question.

Stephen reached over to some items on the table and turned and handed the things to Susan. It was a piece of fruit and a handful of wildflowers, "Dinner and Flowers, now strip." See, he had been listening all those years. "Sorry, I can't provide the mood music since I haven't found a working radio. This will have to do."

Besides, Stephen had gotten all of the pleasantries out over the fire this morning... well okay so it wasn't exactly pleasantries, but it had been amusing. This was bound to be amusing as well, even if it would get him killed. At least Stephen appeared to be in good spirits. Grumpy doctors are never good after all.

[Ivanova] lost_mckay August 22 2007, 14:54:01 UTC

"Do I get breakfast in the morning, or are you just going to toss me out after, promising that you'll call like last time?" Susan took a petulant tone, her features turning towards a pout. "You promised last time, and you never did. And here, I come running back to you in a moment of weakness!" She 'melted' at the flowers and fruit, taking them with a laugh and set them aside on the table. Her tones remained amused. "You think of everything. Thanks."

Still, even the commander bows to necessity, and she turned around to pull her shirt off before jumping up to settle in on the makeshift exam table. She's toned; very little fat can be found, and she sat in her bra, her shirt in her hands. The shorts remain!

[Stephen] cbeckett_md August 22 2007, 15:02:35 UTC

Stephen has to laugh, "I got busy. You know how work can be. This time I will try and remember breakfast." He'll likely try and get together a peace offering after his morning run anyway. He'll need it. As for the flowers and fruit, "Well I guess I was feeling bad about last time and didn't want to make the same mistakes."

No, Stephen intends to make different mistakes, like the one he is about to make now. At least he knows he's dead and can settle in and take it like a man later. For now though he waits for Susan to get settled before looking over his shoulder, "Doctors, I could use a consult in here... Maybe a second opinion."

(Cue, enter other doctors... We promise to slow down a little now) :)

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OOC tweets August 23 2007, 07:52:54 UTC

OH MY GOD! ~Laughing my eyes off from behind half-covered eyes!~

Re: OOC tweets August 23 2007, 07:53:16 UTC

(Of course that should have been ass instead of the first eyes)

OOC: Clueless? fikgirl August 23 2007, 11:57:27 UTC

I know that this is somehow supposed to be embarrassing and uncomfortable for Susan, but I'm not getting how or why yet ... am I missing something?

Re: OOC: Clueless? lost_mckay August 23 2007, 13:04:39 UTC

Personalities. :)
It's all in the personalities. It's not so much 'uncomfortable', but more... a prank.

Re: OOC: Clueless? cbeckett_md August 23 2007, 15:20:21 UTC

If Stephen thought she'd be embarrassed by it he wouldn't have done it. He's not malicious or anything. He knew Susan would take it in the spirit it was intended... all in good fun.

Re: OOC: Clueless? beccadg August 23 2007, 17:55:24 UTC

*Nods.* I let Methos volunteer to be part of the fun because, even if Susan and Stephen are new in camp I watched Babylon 5 faithfully, I figured it wasn't about really embarrassing Susan just pranking her. And I figured she'd be sure to get even with everyone. Methos needs to be interacting with his fellow castaways. O:)

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[John] magicalelf August 23 2007, 19:32:30 UTC

"She wants to get on with her day, so lets get on with this. Who wants to do the pelvic?"

John walked into the infirmary, set on setting up some kind of appointment for his own exam, the one he'd heard Stephen talking about. It had been years since he'd had any kind of physical done of any kind. He figured now was as good a time as any, but Stephen's words caused him to pull up short. His eyes widened at the sight of the Commander sitting on one of the exam tables, topless except for a bra.

John felt an instant blush come to his cheeks and he coughed, clearing his throat and looking away. The Commander definitely had ample ... assets. "Looks like I came at the absolutely wrong time, although I won't say I'm in the wrong place." He kept his eyes averted, but he was pretty sure it was a sight he wouldn't ever soon forget. "Too bad I'm not a doctor, I'd volunteer for that exam, but I'm fairly certain Aeryn will kill me, resurrect me and then kill me again"

[Ivanova] lost_mckay August 23 2007, 20:03:01 UTC

Susan didn't mind the sound 'from home'. There were nuances, certainly-- slightly different vocabulary, pronunciation shifts-- After all, it was a port city facing Europe, and the influx of people, encouraged originally by the Tsar Peotr, made it a melting pot, though it still clung to its rich cultural heritage. Dr. Pierson had done a good job at attending to the details.

Why, suddenly, did it occur to Susan that 'sparring' suddenly became a euphemism? Just the thought made the woman look away from Pierson, but she continued theatrically brightly, "See, I like surprises. Mysteries, not so much. Surprises, I'm all for." She came up short with Stephen's bright announcement, or rather, offer. For the record? Not that kind of surprise.

"Stephen!" She hadn't considered -that- part, and-and... well, right here, right now was the -last- place she wanted it done. Breasts were one thing, being laid out (no pun intended) in front of god and man? She hadn't yet experienced the joy of childbirth, so there were just some areas that were still ( ... )

[Stephen] cbeckett_md August 23 2007, 20:11:43 UTC

As far as Stephen was concerned right now the rest of the world didn't exist. Like Michael he was a pit bull when it came to puzzles. He sunk his teeth in and didn't let go until he solved it. It wasn't that he saw something that bothered him it was that he didn't see anything... Nothing ( ... )

[Methos] beccadg August 24 2007, 05:31:37 UTC

Methos smiled at House's defensive tone, and nodded, "I'm sure ( ... )

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