ataraxion | Eighth Imprint

[The concept of face twins isn't a new one on the ship, but this is something entirely different. The person that once was Claire Saunders is gone. In her stead is a similar looking woman, though this is still Claire's body. Those scars across her face make it recognizable to those who know the doctor.

But Whiskey is docile in comparison. There is no edge to her voice, no skepticism or cynicism. She is not closed off. Whiskey is both more childlike and yet moves almost like a ghost, quiet and calm, always with wide eyes.]

Hello. [She blinks. There is no such network at her last residence, and this place is confusing as is. She isn't sure what to say, having nothing programmed, no response to this atmosphere.]

I would like to know more of this place if I am going to be here longer. It is not like the Dollhouse. There is no pool or yoga. I do not know what to do. [She blinks again. Having to decide things is still a foreign concept, but she is doing what she must. Her head tilts as if something popped in her head.]

I like the oxygen gardens.

[It isn't a whole lot of information, but it's clear something happened to her. She's defenseless here for the most part and more than a little lost. Hopefully Topher figures out something soon.]

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Why are you arguing with me about this? It's all semantics.

It's the nature of her humanity.

Well, she's definitely human. Just... a human without a personality right now.

And so you'll give her her personality.

Yes. This is what I've been trying to say the whole time. She glitched and all I want to do is bring Claire back safe and sound. Really, I think everyone is tweaking out a little more than is necessary.

[Says the one doing the most of the tweaking.]

With respect, you seem more frantic than any others.

I am very stressed out right now.

Then calm yourself. You'll not be effective if you're subject to your emotions.

My reputation is imploding thanks to a freakin' glitch.

[It's amazing how he's actually convinced himself it was a glitch and not him being careless.]

...What reputation?

I totally had a reputation. I'm the only neurologist on board.

[OH, DON'T EVEN, EDGEWORTH.]

And that changes this how?

The amount of people breathing down my neck because one of our doctors has a problem with her deepest thought being her love for pudding cups?

That doesn't answer my question.

People may have known what I used to do, but now they have a frame of reference to extrapolate all kinds of horror stories about. Look at Durham before he vanished off the face of the earth- people freaked out when he offered to erase people's memories and what he might do with that kind of power.

Well. I do not see anyone becoming hysterical.

Yet.

If they haven't done so yet, I don't think they will.

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