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[doc_pompous]

[When Simon speaks, it's the kind of calm that masks a certain agitation--a placating tone that, despite its detached professionalism, somehow suggests he is maybe a little upset about being removed from home--from the familiar and (relatively) safe. He is, however, composed and collected, because it's probably a bad idea to address the network if he looks panicked.]

It's...my experience that there's always an absence of medical professionals in the places that need them the most. You wouldn't believe how many ships go off to the border planets without a doctor. We're lucky to have the facilities we do, all the way out here--

[Please hold for a SLIGHTLY BITTER laugh.]

I'm a trauma surgeon. I, uh. I'm the medic on board the Serenity. Which is...it's a ship like this, but...smaller. Much smaller. I'm used to living and working in space--I have experience, so I'd like to join the medical team, if I can. If there are positions open.

[And he's sure there are, because people always need doctors. The Alliance wants them alive, or he hopes they do. If he has something useful to offer who or whatever has brought him here, all the better for him.]

I hope that all this talk about killing each other doesn't actually become a reality, but in case there is a medical emergency, my number is zero-one-zero-zero-three-zero. Some of you may have met my sister, she--

[But he thinks better of elaborating and stops there.]

If anyone can send me an inventory of the medications stocked in the infirmary, I'd appreciate it.

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[amandagraystone]

[Amanda will see your slightly bitter laugh and raise you a slightly bitter smile.]

I don't think licensure matters here. No malpractice coverage to speak of. I'm amazed the infirmary is stocked.

But it is. What are you looking for?

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

And...your name is?

[video]

[doc_pompous]

[DANG and he almost got away with it, too.]

Simon. Doctor Simon Tam.

[doc_pompous]

[YES, GOOD, let's just be bitter all over the place. Please hold while he's maybe slightly horrified at the prospect of people working Medbay who aren't actually doctors.]

I'm looking for a few things--anti-psychotics, anti-anxiety medication...trying to find what's available and if it's comparable to what I have with me. Are you on the staff?

[by which i meant voice]

[jurisimpudent]

A pleasure. I'm Miles Edgeworth; I'm on the security team.

[doc_pompous]

Is this something security deals with on a regular basis? Everyone talking about airlocks?

[jurisimpudent]

No. It's only in the past month or so that people have gotten so...restless, I should say; there were incidents of violence and clashes before then, but no one had been discussing such actions prior to this. I expect it shall all die down again shortly.

[doc_pompous]

[THIS IS DISCONCERTING.]

No pun intended.

[Cough.]

Is there a...record of these incidents? Maybe with descriptions of injuries sustained by the crew?

[jurisimpudent]

[This is not a voice that ever intends a pun, Dr. Tam.]

Quite. I've been keeping records since I arrived, but that was no more than three months ago. Prior to that, record-keeping was spotty at best. Why do you ask?

[doc_pompous]

I need to know what I'm getting into.

[jurisimpudent]

[Simon seems a reasonably upright fellow, so Edgeworth answers without checking his frustration and disgust.]

Well. To begin with, they have a monthly fight club. You can probably guess what that consists of.

[doc_pompous]

[WELL this sounds like it's going to be JUST LIKE HOME.]

Please tell me they're not allowed to use weapons.

[jurisimpudent]

Fortunately, no. Though God knows that doesn't stop them from doing ample damage to one another. With precisely no regard for the medical supplies we have on board.

[amandagraystone]

I've been on staff for a whole two days now. It's no Caprica General, but ... [Pensive wars with bitter; pensive wins.] it feels good to be working again.

I'm a plastic surgeon, [and the hard line of her mouth just dares you to make a judgement on that], and if you're a trauma surgeon then you'll have some idea why my patients might need anti-psychotics and anti-anxiolytics.

[The kind of trauma that occasions a series of reconstructive surgeries is also going to leave its mark on the patient's psyche. Then there's coping with what you look like, and what people see.]

I might be able to help you. Would you prefer our discussion to be filtered? Encrypted.

[She's caught onto the computer system quickly, no surprise.]

[doc_pompous]

That's...more than what I was expecting, but I'm sure it's only a matter of time before someone brings a knife.

[Simon has a lot of faith in these people.]

[jurisimpudent]

Particularly now, when what peace we've managed has...Well. We'll see, and we'll guard against such an eventuality.

You were a trauma surgeon, you said?

/threadjacking always

[talkstoengines]

That's right and he's saved my life before. He's a real great doctor.

[talkstoengines]

I don't know why everybody's talkin' about killin'. I've met a lot of real nice folks here so far.

How's River?

not as planned

[jurisimpudent]

I - forgive me, but why was there a situation in which your life was at risk?

[talkstoengines]

I got shot.

[jurisimpudent]

You - how?

[doc_pompous]

My background is in trauma surgery, but I can act as a general physician if needed. I'm used to working outside my specialty.

[jurisimpudent]

That's good news indeed. We've dire need of more competent, sensible people on the medical staff; your expertise will be welcomed. And it seems that Ms. Kaylee vouches for you quite highly.

[talkstoengines]

It was an accident, just bein' in the wrong place at the wrong time.

[jurisimpudent]

I...see. Well, that's - I am glad he was there, then. And I hope that incident did not repeat itself.