[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#4dffa6]Dorothy Pender[/color][/h1][img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7vqddXTIJ1rsy50k.gif[/img][/center][hr][center]Location: Crash Site[/center][hr][hr]Hopping off of the shuttle, Dorothy grabbed her medical kit, hurrying over to Gene at a brisk jog. However, instead of finding the girl with a broken leg, she was doing [i]exactly[/i] what Dorothy expected. She was meditating, bleeding gash, bruises, and all. Letting out an exasperated sigh, Dorothy paused, wondering what she was supposed to do, exactly. 

[color=4dffa6]"Guhn kwai, Gideon. Best be gone before Patience comes back,"[/color] Dorothy cautioned. [color=4dffa6]"And Gene...You chai neow...You're crazy,"[/color] Dorothy chuckled, wiping a tear away from her eye. After nearly losing the Captain, and Gene's behavior, the day had been a bit of a roller coaster. The sight of the Alliance box hadn't helped matters either. But at the end of it all, Dorothy was Gene's friend as well. Grabbing a sterilizing wipe out of her kit, she set to work on tending to the cut, in order to keep it from developing an infection. It wasn't all too bad, and Dorothy didn't feel the need to bandage it. For bruises, there wasn't much for her to do. She was of the "tough love" field of medicine when it came to bruises. In her days in the army, any soldier who couldn't handle a bruise had no business fighting in the war. 

[color=4dffa6]"Don't run off like that again, 'specially not when the Captain is hurt,"[/color] Dorothy cautioned, her voice careful yet stern. [color=4dffa6]"What'd we'd done if you'd gotten yourself killed for some gorrham client?"[/color] Clicking her tongue slightly, Dorothy packed up her medical kit, glancing around the crash site. Hopefully Gideon wouldn't take too much longer, and she placed her gear back inside of the shuttle.

[color=4dffa6]"Don't do any jin joh bu chi chi fah joh,"[/color] Dorothy added, calling out to Gideon.