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[Sep. 12th, 2006|07:00 pm]
Babylon For Us: A Science Fiction Roleplay
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He didn't know how he'd gotten here, or where here was. Or why he was still breathing for that matter. He certainly wasn't on Titan. A weak hand opened the door and he stumbled out, leaning against the opening. It didn't look like anywhere he'd seen before, or any kind of construction he was familiar with, either. He pressed his arm more tightly against his stomach, it didn't help the pain much, and took a couple stumbling steps away from his damaged ship in search of anyone who could tell him what had happened.

Mun: Gren, of Cowboy Bebop. What people will see when they find him is a slightly effeminate man, who happens to be dressed as a woman and has breasts. He has a complicated history.
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From: robomod
2006-09-14 05:10 am (UTC)
A mechanical man shuffled his way toward the new arrival. He stopped, swung his large head up and down in examination of the newcomer and said, "How awful. Now they're arriving all injured." He sighed.

"Welcome to Babylon 4. I'm Marvin. Please don't bleed everywhere," Marvin said.
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From: mrsaxophone
2006-09-17 10:11 pm (UTC)
"I'll try not to." A slightly amused smile crossed his lips before his balance wavered again and he reached back to steady himself on the door of his ship.
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From: robomod
2006-09-18 06:08 am (UTC)
Marvin sighed, as he realized "greeting" now meant making sure the guests didn't expire. "I suppose you should be off to the living quarters so we can get you some medical attention. There's someone aboard who calls himself a doctor. Might as well see if he is."
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From: mrsaxophone
2006-09-18 03:31 pm (UTC)
Gren nodded faintly, looking around. "That...sounds like a good idea. Where are they?"
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From: robomod
2006-09-20 07:52 am (UTC)
"Just down the hall, past the lounge," Marvin said. "You can't miss it. Unless you managed to get your head badly damaged. Shame heads seem to be made so fragile."
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From: mrsaxophone
2006-09-20 01:41 pm (UTC)
"Yes, it is. Thanks." Gren very slowly made his way from the ship to the wall of the station, he would most likely need something to lean against while he tried to walk, and from there moved just as slowly toward the door of the bay.
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[User Picture]From: beige_doc
2006-09-23 04:53 am (UTC)
The Doctor ran to the airlock like the announcement said so for although he wasn't a doctor of medicine, in all his travels he did know enough to get him and his companions by. "Hello, I'm the Doctor."
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From: mrsaxophone
2006-09-23 05:12 am (UTC)
Gren looked up hopefully, he'd heard the announcement and hoped that there would actually be help. He smiled faintly at the doctor and stumbled another step forward. "Good...that's good...I need some help..."
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[User Picture]From: beige_doc
2006-09-23 01:26 pm (UTC)
The Doctor stopped him and began to look over Gren "hmmm, yes well...technically I'm not a doctor of medicine...but well yes, human anatomy isn't too different from my own...of course you only have one heart and are lacking a binary respatory system..." the Doctor continued prattling on, he'd won awards for his prattle, as he quickly checked Gren's wounds, his brain working out where would be the best to start to stem the flow of blood. "Rassilon's beard what have you been doing?"
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From: mrsaxophone
2006-09-23 04:50 pm (UTC)
The bleeding was mostly internal, but Gren was glad for the assistance. He thought he might have started hallucinating or something, though. Binary respiratory system? "Dogfight ended badly...got shot down."
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[User Picture]From: beige_doc
2006-09-23 11:58 pm (UTC)
Internal bleeding wasn't something he was used to dealing with, well not without the help of the TARDIS infirmary anyway and he didn't think it too wise to move Gren. A mask of calm had attached itself to his features so as not to worry Gren as his computer-like brain began sifting through his knowledge for useful information. The Doctor had his dermal regenerator on him, but that would only remove the cuts and bruises, it would do nothing for anything else. He hoped to Rassilon that someone else was aboard that knew more medical wise than he did.
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[User Picture]From: doctor_simontam
2006-09-25 04:43 am (UTC)
Simon rushed in and knelt beside Gren, doing a quick inspection. "Hello, my name is Dr. Tam. Can you move at all? If so, I'd like to take you to the infirmary. If not, I'll bring what I need here."
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From: mrsaxophone
2006-09-25 04:45 am (UTC)
Gren waved off the man's concern and steadied himself on the wall. "I can move if you'll show me how to get there." At least, he thought he would be able to get there.
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[User Picture]From: doctor_simontam
2006-09-25 05:04 am (UTC)
Simon nodded and carefully helped the man over to the infirmary, which he'd discovered on his earlier explorations. "Just sit on the table please?" Simon started doing a basic check for visable wounds, "What happened to you, do you remember?"
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From: mrsaxophone
2006-09-25 05:15 am (UTC)
Gren nodded as he sat on the examening table. "My ship got shot down in a dogfight, crashed, didn't think I'd make it this long, actually." That and his system was most likely weakened by drug use, but he's unlikely to mention that without being pressed.
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[User Picture]From: doctor_simontam
2006-09-28 01:50 am (UTC)
"Alright well -- sit still?" Simon started cleaning the minor scrapes that he found, then did a more thorough check. "I think you have some fairly severe internal bleeding -- lie down, and keep still while I work, please."
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From: mrsaxophone
2006-09-28 01:57 am (UTC)
Gren nodded and lay down, a little uncomfortably. He knew the doctor was probably right, but he wasn't really looking forward to the long explinations that were likely to ensue.
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[User Picture]From: doctor_simontam
2006-09-28 02:20 am (UTC)
Simon went about his work, doing the best he could to heal Gren and make him comfortable. "There -- that's about the best I can do right now. I want you to stay here, at least over night. Do you understand?"
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From: mrsaxophone
2006-09-28 02:26 am (UTC)
"I think I can handle that. Thanks, Doc." He did feel a lot better, he was in much less pain and the Doctor hadn't asked any difficult questions. "...You never told me the rest of your name, Dr. Tam."
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[User Picture]From: doctor_simontam
2006-09-28 02:49 am (UTC)
"... Simon," he said, smiling a little. "Simon Tam. I'm sorry -- I don't remember your name. The boy might have told me, but..."
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From: mrsaxophone
2006-09-28 03:09 am (UTC)
"I don't remember if I even told him. Gren. Gren Eckner. That's the short version anyway." He smiled slightly, his name was long and rarely remembered in it's entirety.
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[User Picture]From: doctor_simontam
2006-09-28 03:25 am (UTC)
"Good to meet you, Gren. Now... get some rest. If you need anything, I'll be close by." Without River to watch over, Simon would be closer to the infirmary. Though he was worried about River -- he had to assume that she was with Wash and Mal and Book and Zoe and that she was safe wherever they all were.
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From: mrsaxophone
2006-09-28 03:31 am (UTC)
"Thank you. Goodnight, Simon." He made himself comfortable with a smile, relieved at how well everything had worked out here.
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