If You Tolerate This...

[Lief]

What in the seven hells of Chaos was he doing here?

Stepping through the medical ward on Voss, Adiara took a moment to glance around at the equipment and the people and the patients... How long had it been since he had stepped into so formal a setting? Sure there had been Mirial, but that had been a relief center, tents out on the edges of the destroyed City, not an actual hospital.

He ran a hand up through his recently trimmed hair. In the distance he could see a couple of bacta tanks, and part of him was glad that it wasn't all that was on offer. He had seen a few places in his many years where bacta was seen as the be all and end all of medical innovation. That or pure Force Healing... The idea of either of those taking precedent over real medicinal practice genuinely concerned him.

Stuffing his hands into his pockets, he looked around for any signs of a Chief of Medicine... Or Chief Healer. Whichever one appeared first. At least somebody who he could talk to with authority over the place. Heck even a simple Doctor or Healer would do... He needed to get back into the swing of things. It was one thing to be here among the Silvers as an Intelligence and Security Commander, but his real forte lay within the Halls of Healing.

Or better still, out on the battlefield itself. But he wasn't hoping for another repeat of Mirial any time soon. That had been more than horrific.

The recent ball on Rhen Var had done wonders for him, in terms of getting to know people by face, by presence, but he had honestly spent most of the evening surveying. Now was the time to forge connections, to give him a true reason to stick around and fight the good fight as [member='Connor Harrison'] had called it.

 

[Cathbodua]

[member="Adiara Drelas"]

Voss had many things and Cathbodua's medical lab in the sub basement was well special compared to the rest. With the special filter on the lights that she needed for her skin not to blister and burn quickly when exposed to the research area that was working on several of the projects. Including the new biot organs that they were able to develop to help others. Through the use of Sakura they were able to provide a lot more in terms of service and she was told someone was looking over her as she stood there tall and muscled. The variable gravity chamber that had been developed for them to rehab as well as strangth and endurance train others was an important thing when she spoke.

"Send them down then." Standing to the full height as the six foot hapen born atrisian looked on with skin that looked like it never saw the light. Usually concealed in a bodyglove designed to protect her from it and standing in the lab coat that was lightly stretched over her muscled form as her closely cut hair was a stark balck under the light. Her eyes looking out on everyting as they had the membrane growing over that damaged her normal sight over time but could be corrected a little with surgery. Cathbodua walked over looking at the information as some of the other healers milling around were wearing the new robes that they were developing for the jedi in a larger group.

 

[Lief]

He had been ushered out of the medical bay and down a flight of stairs into different light, almost darkness though he had no trouble seeing. In truth it reminded him of space, the weirdness of the void which was the blackest of black yet within which he could still see... Odd, simply odd. Anyway, it wasn't exactly black down there, but he could tell the change in light all the same.

The Doctor who had shown him the way disappeared as soon as he began to descend, which was odd given that all of their patients were stabilized and well... To be honest the ward above was practically empty. Maybe they did not like coming to this floor? Or maybe there was more to it than that...

Or maybe you should stop being nosy, Adiara; for all you know there is a boatload of paperwork which needs filling out, or cabinets to restock...

His gaze moved around the laboratory style room he had just walked into with mild curiosity. He hadn't been expecting such a thing down beneath the depths of the Temple, in all honesty, but it was an oddly welcome surprise. Just what kind of tests would be going on down here, though?

He had been given a name, but not a title, so he had to improvise on his feet...

"Doctor Cathbodua?" Or should he have said Master? You're not a Jedi, she's not your Master. That settled it then, Doctor it would be.

[member="Cathbodua"]

 

[Cathbodua]

[member="Adiara Drelas"]

She had been alerted to the one down here with her and turning to look at him while offering a look and walking over. "Welcome to the sub basement." She offered a hand to shack with him while giving it the moment before she was walking over and working with some of the biot nurse droids that were sitting down and eating from the feeding enzyme. She looked over at Adiara and spoke. "Some of our newest droids, developed from the biot programs in the Rift. They are considered more people friendly then standard droids, we have also been working on developing new equipment for healers and medics to be able to carry out into the field as opposed to needing full medical transports that can be shot down. Some other things are new procedures that will augment and allow us to heal some of the better things." She stayed there looking up before they turned some of the things over in her hands on the datapad and phyla chamber they had developed.

 

[Lief]

A whirlwind.

That was the only word he could use to describe the moment he came upon this woman - Doctor - heck the only way he could describe her. Welcome to the sub-basement! then WHACK! Straight down to business.

He stared at the hand she offered, raising a brow. Really, shaking hands? Do people really still partake in that? Ugh... He gave it just a moment, enough to show his disdain of the gesture, before giving her hand a quick shake.

Two seconds later the whirlwind had hit.

There was so much going on down here, that even his sharp mind needed a few moments to take it all in.

"Now just hold on a moment there" he said, resting both hands on his hips as he drew his gaze away from the strange droids to the woman who looked in sore need of a bit of sunshine in her diet. "One thing at a time, please... Are those droids eating?"

Oh sweet mother in Chaos, he had seen everything. Truly he had. Message for Adiara, get the kriff out of wonderland!

[member="Cathbodua"]

 

[Cathbodua]

[member="Adiara Drelas"]

She looked t him and much like his disdain at the hand shake she had a similar look though as he seemed unable to keep up and she spoke. "Yes, instead of large power draws to recharge them the biot droids require a feeding enzyme in their food that will allow them to continue function and there is no risk of their memory banks creating problems." She continued to walk around. "We are able to develop and train them using all equipment and procedures to function as the staff for the hospital stations we have built. A ten kilometer by ten kilometer hospital out here near the edge of the galaxy needs a massive crew to keep it going and they are some of the best trained for the tasks." She kept walking a little to provide him more ideas of what was around with them. "We've also been experimenting and succeeding in developing our own healing crystals of fire for jedi healers to be abel to carry around."

 

[Lief]

One thing after another after another. Quite honestly he did not know if he was hearing it all correctly or not. 10km by 10km? Would they be providing space shuttles to get from ward to ward? The changing of the staff must take hours in and of itself...

Snark set aside, he gave a slight nod. The droid was a clever idea, he had to admit, though was their enzymes as readily available as energy? Was it as resource friendly? Was it convenient? Worth it? All things he could not say. Clearly this Doctor thought it was.

"Not enough Doctors... I can imagine that'd be the case in a hospital so large. It's funny how patients can be, they want their lives saved but heaven forbid the droid doesn't look at least a little human."

He smiled throughout, and followed in her footsteps thoughtfully. What would happen if the droids were hacked? He wouldn't put it past some of the Galaxies inhabitants... So many questions, so many unknowns.

"Replicating artifacts... I wish you luck on that front, Doctor. That is completely outside of my area of expertise, I'll leave the Force-related research to the Jedi. Now, you mentioned more efficiently carried equipment?"

He had been listening to her initial rant, and had finally categorized it all within his mind. Droids, check. Artifacts, check.

[member="Cathbodua"]

 

[Cathbodua]

[member="Adiara Drelas"]

She looked at him while prodiving one of the cubes as it was glowing blue swirls with a look on her face. "Well that is one of them, able to be produced and strong with the force, dedicated for healers and medics who want a boost from one of the strongest crystals in the galaxy when it comes to healing." She said it with a small grin on her face before she was moving around now. She wanted to see some parts of it and train him but there was other parts. "It is also built into my bodysuit allowing me to augment the healing capabilities of others around me." THat was something that the jedi was making so she would really be able to use it and work with all of the others. She needed it for herself as a number of doctors and nurses were coming on shift. "The station though has agreat deal and more is always being worked on where it is needed to work it out. THe smaller medical staions serve to help make the materials needed to restock and have the stations be almost self sustaining."

 

[Lief]

He took the crystal shard and turned it curiously over in his hand. Even with the Force laying well and truly dormant within him he could feel it stirring under his touch, as though the thing was alive. Lifting it up, he peered at it from numerous different angles, before gently setting it back within her grasp.

"Interesting..." The delicate humming sound reminded him of the Crystal Caves, so many crystals calling out to the students. Everyone had been eager that day. Everyone save the mopey Morellian who wanted to get away from the cold planes of Ilum. Who wanted to go back home to his family.

Another time.

Bringing his hands down to clasp at his back, he turned his attention throughout the room. A great many things were definitely on display, no doubt many were prototypes. How many ideas came and went through laboratories such as this one each day, and how many were actually completed?

The mountain of unfinished projects must have reached as high as the stars by now.

"Self sufficiency would prove useful, especially given the size you wish it to be. Though the Galaxy is a gigantic void, Doctor, I wonder how it is that you plan on getting patients to it. From the sounds of it there would be more ward space than ever required for one system." And bringing in patients from further afield didn't seem worth it. So long traveling, interstellar travel wasn't instantaneous after all.

"What makes this hospital of yours more favorable than someone's local?"

[member="Cathbodua"]

 

[Cathbodua]

[member="Adiara Drelas"]

She had a grin under her mask while looking at him. Sticking there now so they would be able to move. She brought up displays of the triage and phenex classes. "Our smaller ships have been a main draw, the speed they can go from system to system and advanced medical needs. If need be transfer them out here or have the hospital stations able to service and repair, restock medical ships. If it is large enough we'll be able to house more and help more people for better prices. There have also been shuttles being worked on for transferring patients who need it from hospital to hospital quickly with less effort." She had some ideas and knew they were making something massive here that could likely treat an entire planets worth of population but that was the point. Something big that everyone could go to and positioning them just right meant they could also have medical supplies and staff within range instead of worrying about it. Galactic plagues would be a little easier to manage possibly