Collab between Daglobster and Drake Shor'Gen was still tidying up the medbay, cleaning the surgery table and sanitizing his tools. The two taken to him, especially the Nymph, were in dire condition, but they were in the recovery ward now, hopefully safe and sound. The battle was long over, and he'd no doubt be seeing a veritable flood of others with minor wounds flood into the medbay to get fixed up. He definitely had his work cut outfor him. The doors parted with a hiss, and he looked to see M'rayl and a Shiira stranger with her. He must've been a civilian caught up in this whole thing, like Alexis. "Hello, I'm Lead Physician Shor'Gen. Security Officer M'rayl, it is not yet time for your physical, so I can only assume you've brought this non-crew here for treatment? It doesn't matter, I'll see him now. Come," He beckoned, and crawled back towards the surgery room. Once M'rayl brought him to the medbay, where she remained standing outside for some reason Volray looked inside, noticing the large creature that was likely the ship's medic, he recognized them from one of the first planets he had visited when the Pillar first set out, it gave rise to some good memories, though that quickly followed by more pained once from earlier today As M'Rayl started to talk to him he just looked up at her but did not said anything as he tried to suppress the memories, yet the moment she spoke about him being able to join the crew his face turned harsh as it reminded him once more. He greeted her absent minded as he walked inside the medbay straight to the large bug like creature. "can you clean and patch me up" he said simply, not bothered by the medics appearance as he dropped his coat and pulled his shirt off revealing his torso and with it the small puncture wounds that covered his chest. "I am not a member of this... ship.." he said absent minded thinking it might be useful for the medic to know. "Shiira race, crystallized skin, dont know if that man made skin works on us due to that but just cleaning and bandaging should be enough, this is not the first time I experienced this" He continued pretty much sub-consciously as he was still thinking or trying not to, about his own crew. "Crystalline skin. I am familiar with Shiira anatomy. Please, have a seat on the exam table." Once Volray was seated, Shor'Gen would start looking over his wounds, although he didn't do much more than that for a few minutes. Once he was done making sure the wounds were little more than cuts of varying depth, he popped open a wall compartment, and took out some sanitized blood towels. In his many abdominal pincers, he took up gauze, wound sanitizer, and a heat plates, of all things. "Crystalline structures behave like minerals. Heated plates inserted into gauze and wrapped over the wound will accelerate the healing process. Do you have any conditions or allergies I should know about?" Volray simple shook his head absent minded, he did not even listen to the medic. Shor looked at him, and nodded his head slowly. He began the process of soaking up whatever blood was in the wounds, gently working over each one with the towel. After that, he gave each wound a healthy, yet even slathering of sanitizer. Although he seemed to be doing his job, it also looked like Shor was examining him in the process. Volray did not react at all, well actually it did not hurt enough to react to it, something he was kind of bumbed out about as he hoped the pain could clear his mind After the wounds were sanitized, Shor began wrapping them each with gauze. He wrapped each wound in two layers, before he slipped a heat plate into the weave, topping it off with three more layers of thin gauze. After each wound was wrapped like this, he remotely activated the heat plates, and they'd start applying heat to the wounds. It was pretty hot, like a warm shower, but it'd greatly speed up the healing process to just a few days. Once the Heat started to kick in Volray started to feel more relaxed, the tmeprature made him think of Telqan, he often went to places where with the sun light reflacting of the crystal ground created a warmth much the same as this. It was enough for now that thinking of home blocked the feelings of the dead crew, which was ironic seeing the crew and he were all from the same planet. well he was not aware of these thoughts off course... He closed his eyes and his mind drifted to his home world. Shor'Gen backed away from Volray, to look over his work. Once he was satisfied, he spoke up. "Keep those bandages on at all times. If you feel the plates are coming loose, report to me and I'll tighten them for you. Have you any further need for me?" He asked, placing his pincers together. As the man asked Volray snapped back to reality. "eh, no, I think" he replied "unless you can rivive the dead" he whispered softly to himself, forgetting how the medic's his race has such a strong hearing. Shor'Gen paused at Volray's comment, before stepping over to the door. "Then we're done here. If the captain hasn't already met with you, I would recommend speaking to him," he said, motioning towards the door. "mind If I stay here for a while, I dont feel like roaming the halls alone, not like I know where to go" Shor'Gen sighed. "Unfortunately, you cannot remain in the medbay. Many in here are in very delicate shape, and we don't need it any more crowded than it already is. If you would like, I can provide you with a holomap of the ship." Volray sighed this time "no need, I'll just go and sit in the hall, need some time" After that Volray got up and walked outside the room, walking a little to the side before sliding down the wall and sitting on the ground, his arms crossed over his legs and his head against the wall. After a few minutes a messenger send from the captain came to see him. The man tried to talk to Volray but was ignored, well more like waved away, so he left the note he had with him next to Volray and moved on to his next task. Volray grabbed the note and glanced over it but did not really read it, something about an offer, but he was not intersted in it, at least not now, the offer would come later. for now he just sat there on the ground against the wall, tears running across his face as he mourned for his comrades and friends of the ship he served on for years...

____________________ Episode 2 ____________________ The hazy red planet Tolron grew bigger and bigger in the view screen of the recently repaired Exeralune. Only sparse patches of green or blue could be seen like male pattern baldness at the advanced stages. It was once in even worse shape than it is now, completely irradiated by nuclear fallout after a great war between two rival factions; the aggressors known as the Inagt and the victorious, more cautious of the two known as the Valt, who had managed to hide underground to avoid extinction. With most of their resources destroyed in the war they had to turn to other things to make money. This lead to their most popular tourist attraction; the arena. At first it was far more violent, using giant insect-like creatures who had survived the radiation to fight either each other or other brave warriors. This brought in much needed money from wealthy outsiders looking for some exciting violence, or individuals who wished to make some wealth of their own by participating in the combat. The IGCP eventually helped out by nullifying much of the radiation and giving care packages, in return having some say in their politics such as no longer allowing it to be to the death and the combatants must all be willing. After these rules were instated and a brief IGCP occupation the planet is now making a recovery and the arena has become a respected pass time, attracting many onlookers from around the galaxy. One such onlooker, a man hosting the most recent tournament, was who the Captain had come to see. This man was a retired admiral and would likely be a valuable asset to his crew as the Executive Officer to replace the one that he had lost. Although he still had to talk to him to see if he'd be willing to come on board, there were also other crewmembers sent onto the planet for pick up after already being hired by him. Hopefully this pit stop would get the Exeralune back to full power so they could begin their actual missions. "This is the Captain speaking. We will arrive at the planet in under 30 minutes and dock within an hour. While not undergoing your mandatory physical examination you are free to take the time off to do as you please...but nothing illegal of course! Use this opportunity to see the sights and get to know each other a little better. After all, we may be seeing each other for a long time." With that, the ship began it's descent to the barren land below.

Putting up the first Med Exam. Shor and Isaac! EXALERUNE MEDICAL BAY, EN ROUTE TO TOLRON It was good to be back in space. Perhaps it was the limitless darkness of the void that called Shor'Gen's memory back to home, or maybe it was the relief of finally leaving behind the past ordeals. Whatever it was, he was calm. Shor'Gen began preparing the surgery room for the mandatory crew physicals. After everything was neat and tidy, he stepped over to the medbay intercom. Placing a pincer on the broadcast button, he spoke clearly into the microphone. "Engineer Isaac Adapt, please report to Medbay for your mandatory crew physical" Isaac was working on, pretty much still paper work of his attempt for the AI's magitech artificial body when he heard the call for his physical. Sighting he stood up, he hated being called out when he was struggeling with the theory and stuff, but as the report said it is mandatory. After a few minutes he finally entered the medbay, stopping in his tracks as his eyes fell on the doctor. "what the fuck?" Ignoring his thoughts he sighed again as he sat on a exam table and looked at the thing that was standing there. "first off, what the heck are you, are you even a medic, second off if you feel like pincing me with those claws of your, dont, I wont say what I will do, but believe me, just dont" When Isaac sat down on the exam table, Shor'Gen circled around him first, analyzing the geometry of his body. "Human," he noted, and stopped in front of him again. "I assure you, Engineer Adapt, that I am the IGCP licensed Lead Physician aboard this vessel. You may pronounce me Shor'Gen." He crawled a bit closer, sensory tendrils waving in the air as he started to examine him from the surface. He extended one of his large primary pincers, and gently grabbed one of his arms at the elbow, holding a blood pressure tester against it. In front of his head, a holographic display projected from the table popped up. "Blood pressure optimal, weight optimal. It appears you take very good care of yourself, Engineer Isaac." He took his pincers off of him, and oriented his head towards his heart. "You seem to be in very good health. Tell me about your nutrition and exercise habits, Engineer Isaac." Isaac gave the medic the benefit of the doubt as he said that he was the real physician and gave his name. Still he felt like pulling his arm away from the pincers but carefully let the, what the hell was this guy actually? anyway he let him grab his arm, he could always shock the man if he went too far. It was a surprise to notice how gently it could be, calming Isaac somewhat, only a real medic could be this gentle and carefull with such crude body parts. Then the.... well he wanted to think man, but was this thing a man or woman or both or neither, so he settled with thing until he was sure about this creature's, existence. anyway he came with the question about the nutritions and exercise, something he had been hoping wont come up one way or an other. "well, uhm.., I keep active, let my body rest at times" trough he would be thinking as he was before getting called, but he kept that out as the medic would start asking about his sleep "and my food... uhm... I eat enough at the right times and keep myself energized though the rest of the day" he smirked at the energized remark considering what he did to keep that up. Shor'Gen listened intently to Isaac's explanation. There were plenty of holes in it, but Shor didn't think it required further questioning. It was solid enough, he supposed. Although, he'd be lying if he said he wasn't curious how Isaac could keep a physique like his working as a starship engineer. He regretted to say such things, but rations on board vessels weren't exactly...optimal. He nodded, and resumed examining him. "I'm going to take some samples now, please try to be still." He opened a compartment on the side of the table, where all the exam tools were held. In his varius smaller appendages, he took up a series of tools. "Hold out your arm, Engineer Isaac." Isaac tightened up after he opened the compartment, seeing the tools. He had never seen these tools before, the sight ignighted his passion to learn more about these tools and see if they possessed magitech or if he could add it to the tools. "say Shor'gen, are any of these things magitech?, and how do they work?" He sticked out his arm as asked, letting his gaurd down a little as he was more interested in how these things worked, wanting to see it with his own eyes, though he could do without experiencing it with his own body, but then again, he wont be able to get out from this anyway now would he? Shor'Gen shook his head. "No, these tools are purely technological. My kind cannot operate magitech as easily as the others. Our nervous systems and sensory organs make percieving intangible magic a difficulty." With that, he pinched down slightly on Isaac's forearm, to ensure the flow of blood was good, before sticking a needle into the inside of his elbow. He filled the syringe with blood, before pulling it out and covering the small hole with some medical gauze. He set the syringe off to the side, on a sanitized tray. "Try not to exert that arm too much today," he advised, before taking up another tool, a cell sampler. "Open your mouth, please." Isaac as kinda bummed that he could not make the tools magitech, well at least not on the basis of workings, but maybe a passive ability? He whinced a little when the needle came into his arm, he had always hated needled, he had tried to find a magitech solution before but failed so he knew he had to endure this crap. once the medic put a gauze on the needle mark, Isaac smriked again, thinking that he would decide when to exert his arm or not, controlling his bio-electrical currents to increase his healing rate on where the needle had entered, closing the small wound pretty much instantly. He then opened his mouth as the Shor'gen had asked him to do. Carefully, Shor'Gen placed the tip of the cell sampler into Isaac's mouth, putting it against the inside of his cheek. He tried to make out what it was reading on the screen, but it was all a little scrambled. Shor'Gen tipped his head curiously to the side, but still managed to get a proper sample. Taking it out of Isaac's mouth, he looked like he was going to put it away, before he froze for a few seconds. The sensory tendrils retreated into the carapace on his head slightly as Isaac got sharper in his vision for a moment. He looked him over again, before his sight fell on his arm, and the lack of wound underneath the gauze. "Curious..." He commented, before looking back at Isaac. He pulled up a reading from the table again, and studied the solid hologram in front of him. "Table reads a spike in neurological activity. Patient's wound has spontaneously healed. Soundsight...disrupted. Enginner Isaac, I'm afraid I must ask you what your species is." the cell sample tool was kinda annyoing but at least it was pain free, still Isaac was happy to have it out of his mouth. He rubbed his jaws as he had opened them a bit too much. Suddenly the thing froze for some reason, pretty much right after he had healed his arm. the thing turned and said Curious and followed it up with opening a hologram and more talk, talk Isaac was not happy about. the thing spoke about neurological activity, which Isaac took as his Bio-electrical control, the thing knew he had healed himself, said something about soundsight, which he had no idea what that was. It all sounded pretty much, well not bad but Isaac was not happy about this, and then his fears became true, the medic asked him for his race. Isaac was quite for a while, calming his nerves, he did not wanted to risk of accidentally increase his bio-electrical currents again. "Human" was what he simply said "of the Eremend sub-race" He was not sure if adding the sub-race would be a smart thing to do, but then again, even if the medic had met an eremend before, how big was the chance of that one having been an thunder user as himself? plus just stating human was likely not going to be enough, best he could do now was freign innocents, act like he had no idea what he was or what the medic was talking about. Shor'Gen considered Isaac's answer, as he stood still in front of him. "Previous knowledge is incomplete. Eremend missing from IGCP medical databases. Facts...inconsistent..." He directed his head back towards him. "Please, do not conceal this information from me, Isaac. It's very important that I know the proper answer to this question. I can't do my work properly if my patients withhold information," He explained, and placed his primary pincers together, mimicking how humans put their hands together when concerned. "If you wish to keep your race secret, do not worry. That secret's safe with me. I pride myself with patient confidentiality." Isaac thought about it, sure you had something as doctor patient confidentiality as the thing said. still he was bound by the rules of keeping his race a secret so for now he will try to fake innocence some more. "Like I said, I am human, as far as I know that is all I am" he looked at the thing, suddenly realizing he could not find its eyes. "what the, where are your eyes, what race are you?" he asked getting confused and trying to change the subject Shor'Gen sighed, shaking his head. "Please, do not lie to me, Engineer Isaac," he started, and stepped a bit closer. "The fact that you healed your wound tells me that you know exactly what you're doing. I'm asking you one last time to tell me. If you refuse, I cannot do anything except mark you down as what you state you are. However, if you're wounded, and my equipment doesn't work properly due to your nature, I will not be able to save you. I will have no choice but to bring this information to the captain, it's my duty." Isaac smirked, the eremend human body is perfectly human so medically it wont change anything, well there is one exception but that is an virus so rare that in the last 100 years only one case had been found on Marcle, and its a virus that only an Eremend can get, but it wont be leathal, it would pretty much expose his true nature however as the virus would start to effect the... well whatever allows him to change and control his body mass, meaning he would lose control and one or a few parts of his body would become electrical made till the Virus gets defeated by his immune system. Calming himself once more to remove the smirk he replied "Like I said, I dont know, I am just a human, maybe there is something with the equipment here, I will look at it later and even if it was some strange healing power, as far as I know and I am sure you would know as well, healing is something the body would do on its own, its not that I can control it now can I" he knew he would have the medic on that point, he could do this on control, he admitted that, but normally healing is a passive power, eremends that could do this were unique Shor'Gen looked at Isaac. There was nothing wrong with the equipment, it was all brand new. Shor'Gen calibrated it all himself. He really didn't like the way Isaac was smirking, it only made it more apparent that he was lying between his teeth. "Very well, Engineer Isaac. Your decisions are your own. You haven't convinced me that you're just a human, but for the sake of the others, I must conclude this examination. You have a clean bill of health, you may leave my office," He said. His voice was cautious, suspicious. It was clear he didn't believe Isaac for a moment, but Shor'Gen had a job to get back to. Isaac simply just nodded and left the room, wanting to get away from this before something else came up about this him and his powers or race. As he walked back to where he left his paper work he was thinking one simple thing: never ever use my powers in front of that thing ever again, heal myself after the check up.

Volray Volray was sitting in his newly assigned room, on his own bunk in the wall. He had not learned who his room mates were yet but he was glad he was alone for now. On his lap was the offer the captain had given him earlier, he had accepted the offer to be the ship's new field commander of the Sareph. He had accepted it as he currently lacks any reason having lost his own place but he was still doubting this decision, well it was not one he made without some debate with the captain. For now he would be the field commander, but once they get the chance to get to Telqan, he would have to report what happened and he would likely stay there and leave this crew, the captain had accepted that condition so this wont be a useless way to spend his time, but he was told that could take a while as they currently had to get new crew members to fill gaps and other missions could show that would take priority above this trip back home. But at least a notice about the events have been send to Telqan so they know he was still alive and the only one at that. At that thought Volray created something without a thought and threw it across the room. A hand reached down and grabbed the gem and picked it up "is that any way to act". Volray looked up at an Ashuda female holding a yellow with red edges crystal in her hand "guess your the new field commander, welcome, I am Irako, Man'cha group" "Volray" he replied reserved looking at his arms, seeing the same red tipped yellow gems acting like a constant reminder of his loss. "man, are you down, cheer up you are in one of the best rooms possible" Volray looked up at the woman "why" Irako looked back at him "what you dont know, you are... no, actually I will keep it a secret" she teased blinking to the man. Volray had no idea what she was going on about and truthfully he did not care. "anyway I got to get changed, were landing soon and I heard we got free time to check out the planet" Irako ended up saying as she did not get any reply. Volray did not look up, but the thought about being able to get off this ship and check out the planets shops below did sounded good, it might be just the distraction he needed. Suddenly in his line of sight at the floor a bra fell down, forcing him to look up in surprise at the topless woman that was standing in front of him without even realizing it as she was reaching out trying to pull on a shirt that would only be allowed in a persons free time in the summer. Yet at that exact moment the door opened, causing Volray to look in that direction, he knew who it was and this would only stack up more and more on the awkwardness off it all as it was M'rayl...

(OOC: sorry for the double post, figured most would have read Volray's bit already so...) Alexis The day had started simple yet great for Alexis. He got up from his own room, oke he had to share it with 3 others, but he did not care about that, he generally just stayed inside his bunk on a upper right from the door with the bunk wall closed, nicely isolated, the only thing he missed in these 'me' times was some music but perhaps he could 'buy' an player on the planet once they landed, well with buy he kind of means steal seeing he has no money what so ever, but still... He had already met 2 of his rooms mates, annoyed one about wanting the top bunk which one way or an other ended up with a discussion between rock and industrial music, he liked both but it was still a fun discussion for him to have about the better bands and all... Suddenly the bunks wall opened and he looked right to what he guessed was his 3e room mate, he had already heard the man's name before from one of the other room mates. Greet Bruthalnolnvit And just as he was told, the man liked his liquor cause he reeks off alcohol right now. "Ohi, mah new drinking buddy, lets go, lots of tasty drinks can be found down there" the man said, apparently oblivious to Alexis his age. "yeah, uhm I am 19 and according to Glaizart standards I am still too young to drink" Alexis replied plainly. "Ah, das not a problem, what they dont know cant hurt them you know" Greet replied grinning as he grabbed Alexis by his arm and pulling the kid out of his bunk. "Dude, I dont want no alcohol" "Dont be shy now me mate, nothing to worry about, not like you got a disease ey, say have you been checked out by our good old physician, there mandatory you know" Alexis right away remembered the big monster in the medbay. "no no no NO NO NO I am not going in there" "ay my buddy no need to be all scared about the good old doctor now" "NO NO NO I AM NOT GOING TO THAT BEAST" The man ignored Alexis his remarks and struggling to get free and get away while dragging the kid all the way to the medbay while he kept on yelling and trying to get free, drawing attention from people but for one reason or an other no one came to his aid. "Ay the good doctor, I found one who still needs to be examined for ya" Alexis froze when the shor got in his eye sight. (OOC: the other two for that room's arrangement are open for whoever wants, with this I hope I gave some people something to reply about, being room mates or seeing Alexis getting dragged towards medbay while being scared out of his mind XD)

M'rayl's jaw dropped in surprise at the scene she had just stepped into. All she wanted was to relax and freshen up before it was her time for her physical examination, when she now had to witness something she would never have considered in her wildest dreams. Apparently one of her previously assigned roommates had been killed or otherwise quit and left a vacancy to be filled, and she was technically in a room allowing for either genders as mentioned in the disclosure that she had signed, but she never thought that it would actually end up being filled by a man (only occurring if there was no other arrangements that could be made). This was perhaps due to more men on the ship than women at the moment or some odd number, so maybe it wasn't too unlikely given the situation. The really baffling aspect of all of this, then, was that it wasn't just any random man, but the very one who had felt her up multiple times on their first greeting. Now he was already making a move on his next victim, as another girl in the room was standing topless in front of him. Okay, maybe that girl wasn't a victim, but the odds of this man being innocent in both of these cases was unlikely. She wondered if to give him the benefit of the doubt or not as she stared accusingly at him, clearly waiting to see if he had any good explanations for this. She didn't know what to say for a while, simply standing in the open doorway for a bit and staring between the two individuals in question. Maybe she should just leave and give them some privacy? Perhaps it depended on the answer.

Shor'Gen looked up from his computer as Alexis was dragged into the Medbay. He was still for a bit, before he lowered his pincers from the keyboard. His body language suggested that he was confused about the situation, wondering why an intoxicated crewmember was dragging someone into his Medbay. Shor'Gen raised himself up, and walked over to the two of them. He directed his head towards Alexis for a few moments, before he looked to Greet. "Crewman Greet, why have you brought Alexis into the Medbay?"

Volray As he realized the one who opened the door was M'rayl, who's jaw dropped, Volray's face turned, well as red as a yellow crystallized skinned man could become... He immediately looked down to the ground, backing further into his bunk, almost wanting to close the wall but then Irako started to laugh. "I'm sorry, I had to tease the new man in the room, besides, not like I am a prude girl, I dont mind changing with a guy in the room" Volray looked at her in automatic responce, glad to notice she had pulled on her shirt, which really fitted to her remark about not being prude yet somehow still was classy in a sense and covered all parts, it was just a very sexy type of thing which reached to the limits of sexy decent and sexy revealing, still she was wearing clothes, no bra but still she was dressed now. he slapped his own face trying to clear his mind from describing the girls clothing choice mentally. "Sorry Ray, next time Ill have my back towards you" Volray relaxed somewhat and shook his head, not wanting to say anything at all. In the mean time she turned to M'rayl "sorry Rayl, its all me here, you know how I like to tease" Volray in that same moment fully crawled back into his bunk and this time did close the wall, not wanting to come out until they landed. ---------------- Alexis Greet scratched his head when the good doctor asked him why he brought Alexis to the medbay. "what you mean, the kid still needs to be examned so I got em and brought em, figured better sooner then later right?" --------------- On the planet A man was hiding, not in shadows but in the crowds of the market, he figured he was save here, too many people. He knew he pissed off the wrong man, a mobster, but he was smart enough to stay out of the mob's hands which resulted in him having more concerns on the longer run. A assassin was hired, but he was able to kill the first but that only meant a new one was surely to come and more dangerous as well. If he only knew who it would be. He had no idea that he was already in sight but no one would see by who or where.....

(I feel the need to express that for the sake of avoiding confusing Chronology, all medical exams take place while the Exy was still en route to Tolron. They're written so that they don't really happen in any particular order, as well, save for a couple) Gunnos and Shor'Gen Medical Exam EXALERUNE MEDICAL BAY, EN ROUTE TO TOLRON ON BOARD SHIP TIME: 7:00 AM Unlike the other crewmembers, Shor'Gen had the automatic light systems disabled in his "bunk". Since he had such unique proportions and needs, he took up the Medbay storage area as his sleeping quarters. He hung there, upside down and hanging from some kind of odd, vertical hammock. He'd rearranged the boxes and shelves to make the place more comfortable and make it feel more like a living space. His various Yug'Lonian trinkets and personal effects were organized around the room. Once the time hit 7:00 AM sharp, however, he stirred. Waking up, he uncurled himself crawled down from his sleeping hammock. He began preparing the exam chamber for the day. It was their second day en route to Tolron, so a fresh new day of exams were ahead of him! After setting up the exam chamber, and giving enough time for the morning cycle on the ship to get into full swing, he approached the Medbay intercom. "Security Officer Gunnos Gimga, please report to medbay for your mandatory crew physical." Gunnos awoke in cold sweat with his head pounding. Groaning, he pushed himself to sit up straight inside his bunk and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. Even now, the nightmares got to him sometimes, leaving him anxious and poorly rested. Although he didn’t really want to, he found himself trying to remember the dream. It was vague and quickly fading now. She was there, he knew, as were his father and the terrible frost wurms, but the only thing that truly stuck in his mind was his brother’s haunting grin, his golden tooth gleaming in the dim sun as he... He shook the thoughts from his head and got out of bed. They were still en route to Tolron, so not much work was expected from the security personnel at the time, but he knew he’d be one of the first to get their medical exam, so he had to get ready. In a hurry, he washed off the nightmare sweat and got dressed, before leaving the dorm room just as Shor’gen called for him. After a short walk, he reached the medbay. Despite his lingering distress, he put on his regular smile and jolly attitude, not wanting to put anyone else down by acting grumpy about it. It was his coping mechanism. “Good mornin’ doc. Ye called for me, right? I’m here t’ get my physical,” he said as he entered the medbay. Shor'Gen was poring over a holographic clipboard when Gunnos arrived. Snapping his head over to him, Shor'Gen nodded. "Yes, I did. I must commend you on your punctuality, Security Officer Gunnos. Please, follow me." With that, he left the clipboard on a desk, and led the way into the surgery/exam chamber. Lowering the bed so Gunnos could clamber onto it easier, Shor'Gen was quick to begin circling him. "Remove your top, please," he requested, and crawled a bit closer to him. "Hmm... I might have to cross reference this with the machinery..." He pulled up a holographic display from the table, which was reading Gunnos' biometrics. "Heart beat shows signs of previous irregularities... Do you have a history of cardiac problems, or any other conditions I might need to worry about?" Gunnos did what was asked of him, taking off the shirt of his uniform. His chest was broad and burly with muscle and a healthy reserve of fat, and covered with a thick patch of auburn chest hair, as befit a Korrvain. On his back was a large and highly-visible scar that looked like it was made by the claws or teeth of some large animal. He had to admit undressing in front of a creature like Shor’gen was… odd, but he wasn’t as freaked-out by it as many others might be. “No heart problems that I know of. It’s just, well…” He paused for a moment to consider what to say. His heart was indeed in unrest even now, and Shor’gen pointing it out made him awkwardly aware of it. “I had a bad night, that’s all. A bit o’ nighttime anxiety never killed anyone, did it?” "These night terrors, are they recurrent?" Shor'Gen asked as approached Gunnos to begin the exam proper. He took one of his arms up in his array of pincers, examining with its head. He looked back up at him, tendrils swaying idly in the air. He tilted his head curiously, soundsense lightly affected by his denser body. He couldn't see into him with as fine a level of detail as others. "Usually, it's of no concern, but it always helps to know." Before Gunnos could answer the question, Shor'Gen spoke up again. "Roll your joints. Try to get as much rotation as possible." Gunnos followed his instruction to roll his joints, starting with his neck, then his shoulders, elbows and wrists. He wasn’t the most flexible man around, but could get a healthy amount of rotation going. “Sort of, yes,” he answered in the meanwhile. He figured it’d be best to be honest about this, though he would do his best to be vague about the content of the dreams. “They’ve been hauntin’ me for a while now. Not as common as they used t’ be, but still rather intense. Nothing that’ll interfere with me work though, I can assure ye that.” He continued by rolling his lower spine, then his hip joints, knees and ankles. Some of them popped when he did, but nothing unhealthy. “Did I get ‘em all?” Shor'Gen nodded. "Your joints are very healthy. I'd go so far as to say you're in top physical form. Muscle and bone-wise, anyways." Shor'Gen turned away from Gunnos, and walked over to the head of the table, sliding out a compartment filled with exam tools. He'd stocked it the night before, and prided himself with his preparedness. He started firing up the many tools, and as he did so, he spoke. "I'm going to need you to remove your contacts." Gunnos raised his eyebrows in surprise. “Yer an observant one, t’ notice them so quick.” It was hard to imagine the kind of things that Shor’gen could ‘see’ that he couldn’t. Luckily, there was one thing that he, assumedly, wouldn’t see. “Excuse the question, doc,” he said as he lifted his eyelid and took out the first lens, somewhat clumsily due to doing it so infrequently. “but can yer race see colours as well, or only shape?” The other brown-coloured lens came out as well, revealing the purple eyes underneath, a very rare trait for a Korrvain that he had his reasons not to show off. “Just so ye know, me eyes are fine. The lenses are merely for show. Never liked me natural colour.” Shor'Gon got real close to Gunnos when he took his contacts off. Tendrils swayed a mere one or two inches away from his eyes as he read their structure. "Unfortunately, I cannot see colors. However, certain organs have different textures based on their pigmentation. The eyes are one of these, although it'd be a moot point to try and describe the color to me." Then, he slowly raised a scanner to one of his eyes, getting his retinal signature. After that, he looked at the readout. "The machine tells me they're purple. From my time in the IGCP, I can say that's a very pleasant sounding color..." He set the retinal scanner aside, and took up a syringe. "Arm out. Try to relax your muscles." Gunnos agreed that purple is a perfectly fine colour. He would’ve gladly let them be the way they are, if not for the fear of being found, as small as the chance was. His eyes made him recognizable, and there were certain people out there that he definitely didn’t want to be recognized by. “Heh, some would like it, I’m sure. But ye can’t argue taste.” he said as he put the lenses back in. Having such a peculiar lead physician might turn out in his favour after all, as someone unable to see colour is unlikely to spread the word about it. He held his arm out as told, not too bothered by the sight of the syringe. Shor'Gen was quick with the blood sample, making it as painless as possible. After all that, he set the filled vial aside with the retinal scanner, and gave Gunnos a ball of absorbent fabric to hold agianst the small hole. "Before we conclude here, is there anything I need to know? from a medical standpoint?" Gunnos used the ball of fabric to dab up the little bit of blood that leaked from his arm. “Lemme see… No, nothing else t’ report. I just hope the blood sample don’t turn out positive on anything. So we're done here?” Shor'Gen nodded his head. "Yes, we're done." With that, he turned away from Gunnos, and started picking the place up, and began the process of entering all the samples and data. "If your night terrors persist, please don't be afraid to return to me. I can have appropriate medications synthesized for you." “Thanks doc, I’ll keep it in mind.” Gunnos answered as he pulled his shirt back on. “I’ll leave ye to yer work. Good luck with the other patients.” he said before leaving the medbay to make place for the next crewmember. ----------------------------------------- Shor'Gen Shor'Gen looked to Greet, and shook his head. "Alexis has already spent time in the medical bay, enough time for me to get a read of his biometrics. However, I guess a blood sample wouldn't hurt." He turned and crawled into the exam room, motioning for Alexis to follow. Before he entered all the way into the exam room, however, he stopped, and turned back to Greet. "Thank you, Crewman Greet. However, I'll have to ask you to sober yourself up, immediately. Intoxication while on duty is punishable with very serious charges. I won't press you for any, but I will submit a disciplinary report. I will not be so forgiving next time."

Greet laughed "No I aint drunk yet doc, just cant get the smell out of me skin" Alexis looked up at Greet when he said that, he also thought the man was drunk so this comment pulled him out of his shock in order to look. Alexis even had some high doubts if the man was being honest.... Suddenly he noticed the monsters aura moving, likely for that blood sample. Alexis started to struggle again, he did not care for giving a blood sample but he wont let that beast near him EVER. Greet however hold him tight enough that Alexis was unable to do much until... When Shor got closer Alexis subconsciously pushed his aura from his body in a full body shock wave, pushing Greet back giving Alexis the chance to run out from the medbay as fast as he could. man what would he be glad to get off this ship once they landed, away from the freaky medic, hopefully with the new crew members there would be a normal humanoid medic, or at least someone that wont be as monstrous (OOC: done and wrapped up, land the ship already folks, first person to post can land it or in case of lumi can see the ship land)

Their arrival was known to the local authorities, so the Exeralune’s descent towards the surface of Tolron went smoothly. There was a minor incident with a panicking Glaizart on board, but the captain was unfazed and didn’t order any kind of intervention on the matter. Kwon steered the ship down through the reddish clouds and towards the dock they’d appointed to land and where the new crewmembers would be waiting for them. From the sky, the planet looked like an odd patchwork. Although much of the radiation was gone, massive plains of barren red-brown ground still took up most of the surface. At several points amidst the wasteland, small cities cropped up, looking modern and well-maintained in stark contrast to the fields of arid, cracked soil surrounding them to all sides. Although they looked small and scattered, each was several times larger underground, and they relied primarily on underground metros for interconnection. Most of the cities were also adjacent to patches of green, where the ground had, through much effort, been made fertile again, and patches of blue, which were either natural lakes filtered of their pollution, or artificial ones, dug out in recent years. When they neared the intended landing place, the hangar roof opened to let them in. Soon, they were landed and a group of Valt personnel, red-skinned and three-eyed as they are, were approaching to verify them. After registering the ship’s identification code and the captain’s ID, they were granted permission to stay docked here. “Captain speaking again,” Ahn Vora spoke into the intercom once it was done. “The entire crew is now officially off-duty for the rest of the day or until ordered otherwise. I’ll be leaving to visit the arena soon, and I encourage everyone to either do the same or check out one of the other sights. But of course, we’ll meet up with the new crewmembers first. I see them approaching already. That is all.” Aside from the several Valt who were wandering around the hangar doing their jobs, a small group of people had just entered, distinguished by being of various shapes and colours. Little doubt, they were the new crewmembers. Meanwhile, one of the first crewmembers to exit the Exeralune was Gunnos, eager to get on his way to exploring the city. Figuring there was no reason to hold back, he approached the group as he waved his hand at them. “Ay lads and lasses! Yer the new crewmembers I take? Me name’s Gunnos, security personnel. What’s yer names, if I may ask?”

"Astraia Hartwell," answered a young human woman, at the forefront of the new crewmembers. She was geared in a faded white jacket over a light blue tank top, and dark cargo pants, and she carried a heavy-looking pack, no doubt containing all of her gear. "I'm a combat medic, and an extra pair of hands for the medbay when they're needed. I guess I'll be keeping you security types alive, make sure this ship doesn't need to get more recruits too often." She was liking this posting already. Her first day aboard was looking like free time to roam around outside the confines of the ship. Astraia wasn't averse to long stints on the ship, but she did tend to get a little bit restless. Out and about was where she thrived. She was willing to bet this Gunnos was of a similar disposition. She'd spent some time around with some of the recruits already, but they didn't have all that long before they were expected to check into the Exeralune, their new home. It was as good a ship as any, from what Astraia could see. Maybe not the most well-kitted out defensively, but perhaps that was why she'd been assigned here, to help out on that front. Specializing in things other than fighting was not a bad thing, that was for sure. A couple of the other recruits introduced themselves as well, before they began to split off, either to settle in to their quarters, or to join in on the off-duty with the rest of the crew. Astraia was inclined towards the latter. "Haven't seen this arena the captain mentioned. What do you say we go check it out? I'll just drop my stuff off at my bunk." There were undoubtedly a number of interesting people to meet in the crew, but Gunnos would do just fine for now, and she could only meet them one at a time, after all.

M'rayl stood there in silence for a moment after the man escaped into his bunk as she tried to process the recent development in her mind. Her beeping watch broke the silence, and she glanced at it to see that her physical would be coming up pretty soon. So much for relaxing. She took one last look at the strange women, shrugged her shoulders, and then left the room, the door swooshing shut behind her. ******************** The Captain gave a polite bow to the Valt guides, who bowed back and motioned to their right at a large building not too far from their landing platform. The arenas were a really big deal here, especially for tourists, so it made sense to be within walking distance and appear a lot more prominent than the other buildings. Most of the other stuff, besides some souvenir shops and eating places, were underground, including a few other smaller arenas, but it was this larger one that the Captain was interested in. "These people are with me," the Captain said to them, motioning to other crew members who wanted to tag along to the arena with him. As he walked in he could hear a far away roar of cheers and applause echo throughout the building suddenly before slowly dying back down again. There were some television sets in the lobby he passed through showing the action, where the individuals inside also let loose their own cries of excitement or despair at the sight of one particularly large fellow clothed in rusty looking red armor crashed to the ground, a slender Selva in glittering gold armor standing over him with an energy sword. Despite them wielding weapons they were powered down to nonlethal levels, although the big guy was quite likely knocked unconscious as he crashed into the dirt floor and became still. Aids rushed onto the field with a stretcher, comically working together to try and lift him onto it. A few more door openings and elevator rides later and Ahn found himself walking out into an observation room 20 stories high, looking down onto the arena itself where, comically, the people just now were able to get the big guy out through a hallway, huffing and puffing all the way. If the Valt weren't already red skinned then they certainly would be now from all of the hard work that they put into that "performance". Sitting in a comfortable looking chair in the middle of the room, dressed in a fancy blue trench coat, was a grey skinned man appearing to be in his late fifties with a scraggly beard and mustache. His light grey, almost translucent left iris glittered in amusement as he let out a hearty laugh. His other eye was concealed in an eye patch. Perhaps due to the patch, or perhaps due to him being too into the scene playing out before him, he didn't notice or care about the group entering until Ahn almost stood next to him. "Admiral Vattour, a pleasure to meet with you," he said, extending a hand. "Ex-admiral," he replied, modestly, "and you must be Captain Ahn Vora? I take it we have business to discuss involving your lack of crew?" "Yes, sir." Vattour motioned for him to sit down in an empty chair off to his left before turning to the other crewmembers. "This conversation might be a long and dry one, so please, enjoy yourselves! Don't mind us and watch the excitement...or join in yourselves, if you'd like! Go back to the lobby you must have passed through and say that Old Man Vattour sent you. They'll issue you a competition pass right then and there. Just be sure not to disappoint me, you hear?!" He let out another hearty laugh before turning to the Captain. "Ah, so I was wondering..."

(OOC NOTE: the first two sections will be from before Ahn go's to the arena, Volray's is from the same time he go's towards it, Isaac's is from the same time Ahn is at the arena) ------------------------------------------------ Unknown The target was in his sight. The target seemed to think he was smart, hiding between the masses, but that wont help him. from the shadows something moved, but no one could see what as all that was visible was the dust that reacted to when something was dropped on the ground. It seemed like nothing was about to happen at first, yet all of a sudden the man who was hiding between the masses, the target, his body suddenly fell on the ground, his head flying though the air as if something flew past him with enough power to instantly cut of the man's head. a small sound could be heard from a pole in the area as of something hit it softly. panic erupted in the square as people realized someone was suddenly murdered by seemingly nothing. between the chaos no one could see how the invisible assassin escaped. by the time word would get out to the cops, the assassin would have left the planet already. from inside an perfectly camouflaged ship the assassin could see how an new ship landed just now. (OOC NOTE: those interested in a wold goose chase by helping the cops find the killer are free to do so, doing so could give some background info about the victim, why he was targeted and who is the suspect, with some background about him) -------------------------- Alexis As Alexis ran away from the medbay, he used some of the ship's vents he had found out about during the trip over to this planet to jump down a floor and continue running, he had heard the ship was finally docked so the best way to get away from the medic monster was to go to the planet. due to this he did missed his chance to follow the cap to the arena, then again he rather had participated then watched and seeing he still has no idea what he is capable off... he would have to ask some members of the crew to help him with it all, learn some swordsmanship, see if there is anyone who knows how he can start controlling his aura instead of its accidental activation he seemed to have done a few times... Running down the ship's entrance he accidentally slammed into a female who was talking to Gunnos. "sorry, had to get away from the beast doctor" ------------------------ Volray As the captain went to the Arena Volray asked permission to go his own way, it was free time but he always asked his superiors anyway, that way they also knew where he was. As he walked out of the ship he went straight away to the shopping streets where he would spend his day, hoping to finds some goodies. ---------------------- Isaac After having walked around the shopping streets, having met Volray but not knowing they were both members of the crew, Isaac had gotten the stuff he needed for the newly called Metaflesh for the Ai's artificial body. He had send it to the ship using the shop's delivery service as it was too much to handle on his own, but that left him with more time that he had planned for, so he decided to go around the planet and see the sights. perhaps he would meet up with some other crew members along the way.

Gunnos was more than happy to go take in the excitement as he was told to. Together with some of the other crewmembers, he took an elevator down again, out of the VIP area and into the main stadium. Rather than rows of chairs, much of the stadium surrounding the fighting pit consisted of observation platforms of varying sizes, stacked together in a seemingly irregular pattern to form a slope, with the ones nearest to the pit of course being the lowest in altitude. Each of these platforms included a round table at the centre and a long rectangular one at the inner edge, with at least a dozen movable chairs. A lot of them, particularly the ones further away from the pit, had a television screen built into the round table that showed a close-up of the current match, and even more had digital betting interfaces built in, allowing viewers to bet on the outcome of the battles from where they sat. Mixed in with the observation platforms were several bar platforms, where various refreshments could be bought. Spotting an empty platform, not front row but close enough to the pit to get a great view and rather close to one of the bars too, Gunnos hurried ahead of his companions in order to secure it. These kind of events excited him, and he didn’t want to miss out on the chance to share it with his new crewmates. “Lads, over here! I got t’ perfect spot for us!” he yelled at the crewmates who were still making their way through the crowd of arena-goers. Among the ones who noticed and were making their way towards him were Greet, Eru, Ruddus, Chhardus, Fish and Sticks, and he expected Astraia to emerge as well, since she was still with them a moment ago. “Anybody thirsty? First round o’ drinks is on me! Har!”

Terra had been taking a nap after her physical, curled up in bed with her fairy sleeping in a small nest it grew onto the wall next to her bunk. She woke to the Captain declaring them off duty after touchdown on their destination. That was sudden, did she sleep through other announcements? Possibly, but... that didn't matter now! She was off-duty. "Sylph~" she chimed softly, "let's go see what's around, like the Captain said." The fairy chimed in return and fluttered around the technician as she rose and stretched. The green-haired Selva worked her way through the ship to disembark. As she did, Sylph presented her a red alert window, in her hud. "Ah!" The woman stopped suddenly and leaned back, not quite accustomed to that happening yet. She read and murmured softly to herself, "abnormal radiation levels...?" Her fairy spoke to her in her ear, the one without an earpiece, though she doesn't move any closer. Terra listened to the voice she heard, and watched as the HUD was used in conjunction to give her supplementary information. "Alright, Sylph. I'll keep that in mind, thanks. The Captain mentioned something about an arena... maybe I'll check it out later. I wonder what kind of martial weapons they've got here. Maybe something I don't already-" "Oh. That's right. My apartment got... blown up." She'd stopped again, her shoulders sagging as she thought about it.