- MSGT Jameson Kard - 19th ODST Shock Trooper Battalion - Cutlass Squad - Old Man "𝓗𝓲𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓮𝓬𝓴, 𝓭𝓻𝓸𝓹 𝓪 𝓯𝓮𝔀 𝓫𝓸𝓭𝓲𝓮𝓼, 𝓴𝓮𝓮𝓹 𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓶 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓻𝔂 𝓸𝓷."
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" 𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚞𝚝 . " | Dr. Valerie Hendrix | Civilian Doctor | | Halo RP | Multiship | MDNI | 21+ |
"That depends, while caffeine does help with bowel movements, it's also a diuretic too, meaning it'll increase the rate of urination." Sipping from her mug of coffee.
“Boy someone gonna need lots and lots of toilet paper later”
As much as she would probably suggest against drinking that much coffee, even if the augments allowed for it, she barely has room to talk. "What's that you got there? It smells a bit different than mine."
He's on his sixth. His tolerance is far too high, and it's not just the augments.
She's on her third . . . No, fourth cup of coffee.
𓆙Serpentine𓆙 I need to use Valerie more, she's just sitting here collecting dust
She's not feeling awake quite yet. Either this coffee is too weak or she needs something stronger than coffee.
She shot him a look, unamused with what she was assuming was sarcasm. "At the cost of being treated like something less than human. At the cost of nearly all your rights as a human being. Something never rubbed me right about it."
“I thought we took broken people and made them into soldiers? I’m jealous! I’d love a lifelong room to myself. Regimented day, an isolation room whenever I want one.” He’s being deliberately annoying.
"Not every criminal is crafted from malice. Some are there because they ended up with a bad hand in life one way or another." She lifted her mug to her lips to take another swig of the drink. "Doesn't matter to me where they come from, if they're /my/ patient, I'm gonna take care of them."
“Seems like a lotta effort for no reason.” Noah shrugged his shoulders, the itching hand dropping back to his side. “Caring for people we’re throwing away the key on. What’s the point?”
"Mm. Not everyone can separate their feelings from their work, but I've managed just fine." She glanced over at the Spartan, half scanning over him. "I worked on a prison ship before I came here. Treated and cared for inmates in transport to different facilities."
“Professional detachment. Isn’t it a wonderful concept…?” Mostly finished with his drink, the Spartan holds it off to the side. Running a free hand through his hair to scratch just behind his ear. “Where’d you work before?”
"People can and do die, sometimes there's nothing you can do but make them comfortable as they die. Especially when at war." She lowered the mug, her hands wrapped around there ceramic to bask in its warmth. "Though I will say, it's been a bit more interesting here than my last place of work."
“Well…” Noah took another swig of his drink. Tilting his head slightly as he considered her words. “…at least you’re practical.”
"It's not for everyone. Some people can't handle the pressure of so many lives in their hands. I learned early on that you can't save everyone." She took another long sip from her coffee before she continued. "I do what I can, to the best of my ability."
“Better you than me.” The idea of running around all night, frantically trying to help people, the thought was enough to make him borderline nauseous.
"Usually is. I'm on call for twenty four hours tonight though. It's easier to stay awake for the entire shift." She lifts the mug to her lips and takes a good long swing of the coffee. "There's no shortage of work to be done around here, after all. I like staying busy."
“Busy shift?” Contrary to popular belief, he’s actually capable of enjoying being a nice guy. He’s glad the drink is helping Valerie out.
A coffee would be lovely, thank you. She very much appreciates the offer and takes the mug of coffee, holding onto it like a lifeline. It's warm, soothing and comfortable.
And her exhaustion can be felt a mile away, which is why he’s coming over to offer her a coffee if she wants one.
She's been pulling another all nighter. When duty calls, Valerie is one that'll be there immediately. It's not uncommon for her to stay awake for being on call.
She's still awake. Drinking the third (?) or fourth cup of coffee.
The lot of y'all sure do be getting into interesting kinds of trouble, don't you?
It's one of the more professional ways to put it.
'Interesting'. That's one way of putting it.
I've never been, it still may exist down on Earth. But I've never gotten to visit that colony. In fact, there's a handful of different colonies and planets that Humanity has managed to develop and grow on. The Covenant fell apart back in 52, —
I suppose depending on who you speak to within the UNSC you might be able to get a contract, at least with weapons dealing. As for the other stuff, I'm not sure the UNSC deals with that. I'll be honest, half of the time he was deployed, I half expected to hear that he died. —
I mean, as long as there have been human beings, they've managed to find ways to get both drunk or high off of whatever they can get their hands on. Mm. He was, at least when he was still around. Died near the end of the war.
Interesting is one way to put it. Given that I've survived this long in my field, I would say that for being 'well adjusted', it's good enough. And that, I have personal experience with. My husband was in the UNSC Marines.
Believe me, I am well acquainted. Spent a decent amount of time working with inmates before I transferred over to working with Spartans.
Hm. Well. Do you suspect any kinds of inebriation ?
Can't say. He says a lot that doesn't make sense.
I suppose—. I've seen pretty much almost everything by now. Unless this one has a surprise.
This guy says he's insane, so you got room for one more?
Believe me , I have had a number of . . . Interesting patients , let's say .