[text] Doctor says, are you in?

[personalityquarks]

Hello, everyone! My apologies for not introducing myself sooner. My name is Strange, and I serve as the station's medical officer.

[This, presumably, would explain why they were RATHER BUSY in the aftermath of the Fissure expedition. Cough, cough.]

And on that note, I'd like it if everyone could stop by the medical lab for a moment or two, when you have the chance. I just want to do a check to ensure that no one's suffering any ill effects from the Fissure. There will be nothing invasive or nasty, I promise.

I'd also like to speak to Noctis, if you have time available.

[Feel free to respond to this post, or just drop in on the medical bay with an action tag!]

Comments

[personalityquarks]

With probably some more casual places to sit and read thrown in. I heard some news about a stash of beanbags.

[Strange smiles a little.]

Can't tell you for sure when to expect it, though.

[scarsolderthanyou]

[He sighs. Oh, well.]

I guess until then I'll just chase those damn birds around and nap on the roof. And figure out how not to kill a flower. I know basically how to farm, but a flower in a pot isn't the same as a whole field.

[personalityquarks]

Bottom can probably help there, if you want. They've always been pretty good with growing things. And I'll see if I can't get those books out of storage before Top and Up finish that project of theirs.

[scarsolderthanyou]

Thanks. I wouldn't mind something else to do.

[He'll consider finding the other android. Though come to think of it, he's not even sure which one that is.]

And since it's what I came here for, am I clean of your light-aligned magic?

[personalityquarks]

Oh! Just a moment.

[Strange's hand glows briefly and sweeps over his form.]

You're good!