After everything that had happened in the past couple of days, anyone else would be asleep. Peter, however, was acquainting himself with the medbay more, thinking like a paramedic. If there were an emergency, he wanted to be prepared and on-hand to help
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"Hey man. You guys got a magnifying glass, tweasers, and a penlight I could borrow?" That's when it hit him he hadn't met this guy yet. "Oh, i'm Static, by the way."
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"Hey. Peter." He offered a hand. "We should have the tweezers and pen-light..."
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"What the...?!" Was all he got out before being deluged with bedpans.
He REALLY needs to start asking people if they have powers before he touches them. There weren't such concentrated numbers of metas where he was from for this to be an issue.
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He'd get around to fixing his schedule eventually but for now... medbay could use a few more people who were actually alert on the nightshift.
"Hey there." he greeted, waving to the bay's other occupant as he stepped in and surveyed the beds where many patients were still laid up recovering. "How's everything tonight?"
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"Everyone's stable, and thankfully quiet." He said in response, trying to gauge who this man was exactly. "I'm... Peter. Peter Petrelli. I think I saw you helping people during the..." This would never stop sounding odd. "... Zombie fallout..." He offered a now latex-gloved hand, having learned from his encounter with Static moments earlier.
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"Dr. McNinja but just call me Doc if you like. Yeah I was part of the crew a while before this whole zombie thing hit but there's this one ship AI that likes to snatch people up and make them run mazes for the promise of cake sometimes and Nanoha and I were stuck with her until midway through everything going down."
He shrugged, going to stuff his hands into his pockets and then making a frustrated face when he remembered he still didn't have his lab coat back. He'd left it with Jean when she'd fallen asleep in it the first 'night' after the raid and he'd failed to run into her to ask for it back since.
He probably looked kind of dumb wandering around in plantsuit, mask, tie and stethoscope.
"Uh, I usually have a lab coat but I loaned it to somebody."
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"Well, it's nice to meet you, Doc. Don't worry about the lab coat, you're still more professional looking than some doctors I've worked with. Though the mask is a new one on me." He smiled. Even as weird as the situation was, as depressing, there were enough good points so far on this ship to make it seem not-so-bad, the people he had been meeting being a few of them.
"So, my brother Nathan said I had to talk to people about being officially cleared to work here... And mentioned Captain Picard.." This last part was said with a bit of a confused note. "Do you know who I'd talk to, Doctor?"
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"Hey there... Dr. Chopper, right?" Peter said warmly. "Came to check up?"
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"Yup, but everyone seems to be taken care of. I wanna learn more about the Medbay. I haven't seen a lot of these instruments before!"
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"Yeah, some of these are pretty alien even to me. But if you want, I could describe some of the ones I recognize to you." Peter smiled. You couldn't help but like the little guy.
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Pausing, she glanced up suddenly catching a presence she hadn't noticed before. Her gaze shifted around slowly until it feel on the man who was busy checking over the patients.
She didn't recognize him, but she knew there had been a pod pop during the battle for the bridge. "Hello?" she called out softly to him as she made her way over to where he was working.
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Stunning. That was it, and then immediately back to medicine and compulsory introduction, which he proceeded to do. He approached her and offered his hand.
"Peter Petrelli. Licensed nurse and EMT." His hands were gloved, and a quick image of the instance with Static burst through his head.
"And you are...?"
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"Ah, it's nice to meet you Mr. Petrelli. I'm Doctor Jean Grey," she reaches out and carefully shakes his hand. "I'm in charge of the medbay and as such I must say it's always nice to get more medical staff."
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"Oh, good to meet you, Dr. Grey. I had actually meant to talk to you about that." Peter stopped, images of his older brother's mockery from when he had graduated from nursing school flashing unbidden through his mind.
"Nathan hasn't said anything about me, has he?" Because that would be both embarrassing and evervating.
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"You're going to wear a rut in the floor, if you keep that up." Then again, Chris was in no condition to enforce anything, bedridden as he was.
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"Yeah, but Stacy seems like she'll heal." He moved over to Chris. "You doing okay?"
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"I'll be fine. Trust me, I've been through worse." And indeed he had, at least, in his mind. He held out a hand for Peter a second later. "Name's Chris Redfield. Former U.S. Air Force, former Racoon City Police Department Special Tactics And Rescue Squad - or S.T.A.R.S. for short - and now, I'm an agent for the United Nation's Bioterrorism Security Assessment Alliance. This stuff has gotten all too normal for me."
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"I hear you there. Peter Petrelli." Peter shook his hand. "You should still let me do a lookup on those gashes, infection can be a tricky bastard."
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