TU Elites: Shore Leave!

[timothy]

Carstairs
HP - 1
Luck - 3
Condition - uninjured

"Okay, team, rendezvous at the shuttle in 40 minutes.

"You're welcome to buy the second round, ma'am, but I've already committed to the first."

[Evolución]

"I guess I can take a break..." Ivan said, and waving a hand he moved to his area of the laboratory, where he spent the next 35 minutes working, and then moved to the shuttle 5 minutes before the accorded time.

[Spectrum]

Garfield

Garfield bobbed her head and started to head towards the med bay. This was defiantly going to be a learning experience. The questions ran through her mind of whether this would be an enjoyable and/or survivable one as well. They were just so different from her prior experiences. Then again, she had survived (and secretly enjoyed) being dropped in a brick from orbit before, this couldn't be that bad.. right?

[Sakuro]

Simon Lang
HP: 2
Cnd: Healthy
Location: Ready Room


Simon stood in place staring into space long after everyone else had left. After that he just sort of wondered off and didn't stop wondering. It seemed all together aimless, or as though he was lost. Occasionlly he would stop and talk to someone out of nowhere. Saying, or asking something that didn't seem to make sense like "Do you know where the red plane is?" or "He likes the fuzzy brown ones best." only to walk away when people failed to understand.

As the minutes ticked down Simon eventually found Gale and escorted her to the shuttle with more focus and coherency to him than he had demonstrated earlier.

[Spectrum]

Garfield

Garfield paused a moment, thinking about her team mates. Most of them seemed to either going through the normal hazing routine- she got that, it was a sign of becoming part of the team. Some even were playing the 'I hate you for protecting me because I'm too weak to do it myself' card..she didn't get it, but she was vaguely used to it.

Something nagged at her about Simon though. She had been warned that he was a psyche, and a darn good one, but still..

She walked over to a secured terminal, not bothering to sit down, and started running through his records, trying to get a better sense of what was going wrong. As much as the doctor wanted her to be an idiot, she wasn't. She couldn't have done half the sh*t that she did if she was. Hell, she had even quite literally written the book on some of the newest rescue and medical techniques.

So.. whatever I can get between Security clearance, a DC 25 treatment roll and maybe pull in the treatment based inventor on this one. Off the top of my head, I'm thinking some fast intake glucose patches, maybe mixed with some future era DMSO. That is of course, if the sugar actually has anything to do with treating the true issue.

[Hound]

Michael Hayes
HP: 1

"Psst... Doc." Michael whisperes to the older man, "I hear this place has a great strip joint that serves, REAL chicken wings... Well... wings of a chicken like bird. I hear the girls are top notch too..." He grinned ear to ear.

[Evolución]

"What?!?" Ivan dropped the tools he had in hand and quickly cleaned up his hands and fixes some of his clothes. "Almost-chicken wings, boy. No better thing in the universe! Lets go!" Ivan sported a big smile, like ha hadn't since the team came back from the mission.

[cobalt-blue]

Gale smiled as Simon picked her up to take her downside to see the planet. The little girl was surprised that Commander Azarov had signed the release to let her head down with Team Tiger. Very seriously, she buckled her harness as she settled into a seat that was not designed for a child.

She nodded to each of the other members of the team as they entered the shuttle. The addition of Lt. Garfield elicited a simple raise of a white eyebrow. She noted the medic badge on the woman's uniform and nodded slightly.

Up front the gap toothed pilot from the previous mission stuck his head through the hatch between the pilot's compartment and the passenger area. "Looks like Cap'n has made me your regular pilot. He grinned again and said, "Rail gun's off line so don't worry about us shooting first this mission."

[timothy]

Carstairs
HP - 1
Luck - 3
Condition - uninjured

He is the last to arrive and slides quickly into his seat. Looking around, he smiles at Gale.

'Glad you cold make it, Gale. I hope you enjoy the day.

"Lang, take good care of her."

He nods to the rest of the team.

"So, any ideas for planetside? I heard there's a joint with great wings..."

[Sakuro]

Simon Lang
HP: 2
Cnd: Healthy
Location: shuttle


"It is nice to know Ivan's machine did not melt your brain."

The telepath greeted their pilot. One hand rose and waved as well. Now that almost everyone was present Simon strapped himself in for the descent planetside. When Carstairs asked about ideas for activities once they landed Simon looked up.

"The museum and candy factory and ..."

Simon proceeded with a rather lengthy wish list of places that probably would have been expected from a teenager, not a grown man who carried a big gun and fought angry lizard people. As he rattled off his list of visitable locales Simon looked to Gale with a smile.

[Spectrum]

Garfield

Garfield gazes curiously towards Gale as one might gaze upon a barely caged rabid weasel. "Hello Gale." she nods.

Without saying much more, she reaches into her bag and slaps something on the back of Simon's neck. Hopefully, it makes him twitchy for a few seconds before setting him more to on right, otherwise, the results will be noted and used for the next step of the experiment.

[Sakuro]

Simon Lang
HP: 2
Cnd: Healthy
Location: shuttle


As Garfield slapped something on his neck Simon shot the woman a mean look. Unappreciative of the attack on his person, and using him as a guinea pig, he reached at the item and tore it away before smacking it on the woman's own neck with more force than she had applied in her effort. Yes, he intended for his retaliation to sting.

"Don't."

That word was mirrored in Garlield's mind. But there it was a thunderious yell. In her mind the woman felt knowledge that he understood she tried to experiment on him ... something he hated ... and there was a promise of real mind wrenching pain if she tried it again. These were not actual words placed in her mind, but strong feelings.

[Spectrum]

Garfield

"Your symptoms are acting up. Aren't they? You're wearing yourself thinner than usual and it Hurts, doesn't it. I thought that you would like to enjoy yourself for a little while. Maybe spend a happier day with Gale that worrying about Hurting. The symptoms never go away, they just flow between feeling more or less bad and right now it's bad, isn't it? Even the increased sucrose only helps a little.. and even then its not feeling really good, just.. better. But if this is not to your liking, than fine. I apologize."

A storm grows in her own eyes, a sense that within her domain she is master and she's trying to pull Simon into it to 'help' him.

[Sakuro]

Simon Lang
HP: 2
Cnd: Healthy
Location: shuttle


The telepath's eyes took on a purple tint and a misty manifestation spilled from his eyes sockets. A mind's emotion beginning to cause effect in the physical realm. Garflield's words seemed to go entirely unheard, pushed aside by the dark emotion her violation had inspired. The young man's face remained gripped by anger that could burn holes in minds.

"Never again."

Yet he restrained himself and settled for glaring at the woman. As if with an effort, Simon blinked away the purple mist, the purple in his eyes, and offered the medic some very good advice.

"Stay clear of me during leave."

[Evolución]

Ivan stepped up, and placed himself between Garfield and Lang. "Calm down Simon, she's only trying to help." the doctor said, grabbing the medic's hand and pushing her back. As Simon apparently relaxed and sit again, Ivan turns, his eyes still on Lang, as he leads Garfield back a few more steps. "Sorry, should have told you he's not receptive to experimentation; even non-invasive. We should speak later; my apologies again."