Good Ol' Scoundrel
MEDBAY, VHERDUN
HYPERSPACE
Julius sat out there on a conveniently layed bench next to the entrance to the frigate's medbay. He tapped nervously with his feet and to all of his crewmembers he did not look anything like his usual self. Worry plagued their gossip to the point even Wes who never really left his pilot seat had come down to the lower deck bringing the seventh caf the LT Commander would down.
Rix had tried asking him questions, so did Lena and so did Wes among others of his closer crew members. The answers he gave them were all the same - vague, laconic and dismissive. He'd smashed his caf thermos earlier when the doctor had told him he had to leave his standing overseeing position right next to the pink girl.
The door slid open and the bench ejected Julius off like a hand stung by a wasp. "Not as serious as I thought at first, Lieutenant Commander. Minor concussion, nothing more. We still did additional cerebral examinations just in case."
"Very well, Doctor."
"You may go see her. She's awake."
Julius nodded and shuffled through the doors which slid behind him. He cautiously stepped like a prowling cat to her until he leered at her from above.
"Doc said nothing serious." He stated lost for any other words and striving to keep his empathy locked as best as he could. It made him sound weird.
In the end, he was Lieutenant Commander Julius Rhein of the Humbarine Naval Intelligence.
Right?
HYPERSPACE
Julius sat out there on a conveniently layed bench next to the entrance to the frigate's medbay. He tapped nervously with his feet and to all of his crewmembers he did not look anything like his usual self. Worry plagued their gossip to the point even Wes who never really left his pilot seat had come down to the lower deck bringing the seventh caf the LT Commander would down.
Rix had tried asking him questions, so did Lena and so did Wes among others of his closer crew members. The answers he gave them were all the same - vague, laconic and dismissive. He'd smashed his caf thermos earlier when the doctor had told him he had to leave his standing overseeing position right next to the pink girl.
The door slid open and the bench ejected Julius off like a hand stung by a wasp. "Not as serious as I thought at first, Lieutenant Commander. Minor concussion, nothing more. We still did additional cerebral examinations just in case."
"Very well, Doctor."
"You may go see her. She's awake."
Julius nodded and shuffled through the doors which slid behind him. He cautiously stepped like a prowling cat to her until he leered at her from above.
"Doc said nothing serious." He stated lost for any other words and striving to keep his empathy locked as best as he could. It made him sound weird.
In the end, he was Lieutenant Commander Julius Rhein of the Humbarine Naval Intelligence.
Right?
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