Twenty-Fourth Check-Up

[doctoronboard]

[He clears his throat.]

Good to hear everyone had a good time at the masquerade.

[A pause.]

For the new arrivals, my name is Jamie LaPointe, and I'm the on-board doctor.  I'm up on deck two most of the time, if you need me.  If I'm not there just give me a call over the network.

Comments

[teethofneedles]

You wouldn't happen to have a cure to death, would you?

[doctoronboard]

Depends.

[teethofneedles]

Depends on what?

[doctoronboard]

On what constitutes "dead".

[Audio, locked]

[ladybryony]

Doctor LaPointe? It's Janelle no Bryony. Would you have time for an appointment sometime in the near future?

[Audio, locked]

[doctoronboard]

Yeah, any time is good for me.

[Audio/Commentlog]

[ladybryony]

Excellent. I'll be there shortly then...

[Fifteen minutes later, she arrives at the clinic, looking surprisingly fresh and lovely for a mere twenty-four hours after the masquerade. She looks around the room to see if anyone is there.]

Doctor?

[Commentlog]

[doctoronboard]

[He looks up at her from his paperwork, taken aback by her presence for a split second before remembering himself.]

So what can I help you with?

[nanoblast]

Ship's doctor, eh?

I don't exactly like putting my well being in the hands of someone I know nothing about.

[doctoronboard]

Well, it's up to you.

[nanoblast]

Given I don't exactly have a choice without a way to channel Resta.

Maybe you can answer for me why your group decides to sweep people up on a vacation.