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[secretlabtech]

I don't really enjoy making these recordings so I'll try and be brief. While things are slow in medbay - and I know I'm probably jinxing it by saying that - I want to remind people that we're open for run of the mill check ups, consultations on existing ailments, examining any strange itches or lumps, help with nutrition or sleeping problems--anything you need. We've seen it all before.

For those of you who frequently put yourselves at risk, the medbay really works better when we have stock of your own blood available, which means coming in and getting it drawn. We have synthetic blood, and all sorts of injections and tablets that can improve the capacity of blood production, but nothing is better than getting your own blood back when you get injured. It's especially important in the case of gunshot wounds where you lose a lot of fluids much too quickly.

And uh, finally... [ Dexter scratches his nose. ] If you have any odd nutritional needs, it'd be better if we could discuss them now rather than have to pick up the bodies later. Medbay can help, just give us a call. I promise we'll be one hundred percent discreet, no matter what.

Oh-- [ Not quite done yet, okay. ] Does anyone know how to make bear claws? Jelly filled donuts? I owe someone an apology, and baked goods have always been the way to go.

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[secretlabtech]

Fair enough. I'll keep the lights on. What was your name again?

[askedtobe]

It's Peter Petrelli.

[ He'll just be hanging up and heading out now, hopefully avoiding any questions from the big brother before he leaves. Or anyone else for that matter; not running into someone that apparently knows him has become a priority of sorts as of late. But at least there's something normalizing about anything medical related -- he might be walking there kinda fast. ]

[secretlabtech]

[ Dexter is down at the bottom of the medbay with his casefiles laid out in front of him. In this case, it's the recent murder. It's a mess, and Dexter is still having trouble piecing the scene together. The gunshot to the ceiling, the strange blood patterns, the fingerprints on the gun.

It's a puzzle, and he intends to crack it--and then crack open whoever was responsible. He looks up when Peter comes in, offering him a friendly smile. ]

Peter, isn't it?

[askedtobe]

[ Peter offers up a curt nod, though his expression still leans towards the nervously unenthusiastic. Just because he's used to medical equipment doesn't mean he's really that much more at home around it -- though he kind of wishes that were the case. He hasn't been in a hospital since Adam saved Nathan and that undercuts everything.

Not that he's distracted by all of that at he moment. No, never. ]

Yeah. Don't think I ever got your name, though.