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Post by Taya on Apr 17, 2012 20:48:28 GMT
Laid out on the table, Samantha was putting together small basic kits for the team to keep on them, should they be separated. She also had a back pack for herself, a waist pack and a hand held pack. Not knowing what to expect once they had landed, Sam wanted to be prepared. That also included if something had to be dropped or was lost.
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Post by Mr Spock on Apr 20, 2012 21:04:56 GMT
"What is there better to do than discover? There was new information in the system and my world awareness is increased every time I acquire further details about the universe around me."
Erica spoke in her rushed tone as she hurried after Rogers, keeping her head down as she did.
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Post by PenguinNinja on Apr 20, 2012 23:49:17 GMT
Rogers shook his head. How could he take a child to Earth? For the moment, he decided that she needed some clothes, some better fitting clothes at least. "Come on, let's just focus on you getting some better clothes."
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Post by Taya on Apr 22, 2012 21:26:45 GMT
Sam stepped out of the medical bay with every intention of getting some target practice in, but instead saw Rogers and Erica heading her direction. She put on a puzzled expression.
"Erica, are you hurt?" She asked coming up to the strange pair. Her eyes looked the teenager over and was very careful not to frighten her. It was the only reason she could think of why Dylan would bring her to medical, but she couldn't see an outward injuries.
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Post by PenguinNinja on Apr 22, 2012 22:22:58 GMT
Rogers smiled as kindly as he could. "I know that it's protocol to have spare clothes here in case of emergencies. Erica here doesn't seem to own any that fit her properly. Is there any chance we could find her some?"
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Post by Taya on Apr 22, 2012 23:38:48 GMT
Sam smiled at Rogers. Of course, he would think of something like that when so many others would over look Erica.
"I think we can find something." She said turning her smile to Erica. "Come along, then." Samantha went straight for a set of lockers in the corner. With a frown, she sifted through the extra uniforms. Even the smallest looked too big for such a slip of a girl. The scrubs they had on hand were clearly too long. She looked back at Erica and went into her office. "Sergeant, if you could wait here. Erica, come with me."
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Post by Tonks on Apr 25, 2012 18:06:57 GMT
Miller was on his way to speak to Dr. Evans; he needed to know what she'd said to the sarge.
God, I hope she didn't start protesting about the mission or something...Oh, God! What if she wants to come? Jesus...sure, she's nice, but how am I supposed to stop staring at her face when that's all she does herself?...Oh shit
Miller's thoughts were cut short as he saw the sarge stood outside of the medical bay; he did a quick 180 degree spin and began to walk the other way; trying to be as subtle as he could.
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Post by Andaru on Apr 28, 2012 20:20:50 GMT
Ezekiel hit a wall. Rogers would not be happy. It had barely been an hour since he was told to avoid getting into trouble and here he was already in a scrap.
"Come at me you bastard!" The man ran into him and he was smashed into the wall again. Pain helped him focus, pain was good.
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Post by PenguinNinja on Apr 28, 2012 21:19:37 GMT
Rogers rose his eyebrows. He could've sworn that that was Miller. He wondered what business the Private had near Medical. He stormed forward, wanting to catch the Private quickly. "Miller? Can I help you?"
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Post by Tonks on Apr 28, 2012 21:27:03 GMT
Shit.
"No, Sir." Miller quickly replied, "I was just, er, looking for my friend. She said she didn't feel well so I thought I might find her 'round here." Miller felt like he'd held his cool quite well; even if he did speak rapidly.
He quickly changed the subject; "Recruited anyone else yet, sir?"
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Post by PenguinNinja on Apr 28, 2012 21:35:24 GMT
He rose his eyebrows again. Rogers shook his head and ignored Miller's fast talking. "A couple of people. You'll find out during mission prep. I hope you haven't been creating any trouble for yourself?"
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Post by Tonks on Apr 28, 2012 21:41:11 GMT
Miller looked smug now.
"Do I ever, sir?" Miller smiled. "I, er, best get back, Sir."
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Post by PenguinNinja on Apr 28, 2012 22:14:53 GMT
Rogers nodded. "On your way," and turned around to head back towards the medical bay. He checked his watch and decided thirty minutes surely, was long enough for Sam to find Erica some better fititng clothes.
He knocked on the door a few times and called through, "Permission to enter?"
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Post by Tonks on Apr 28, 2012 22:57:41 GMT
Miller turned and began to walk away; as much as he liked bragging to Sarah, he still wanted her to be selected for the mission.
Not many spaces left; I bet I'm stuck with a right bunch of twats.
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Post by Taya on Apr 29, 2012 12:45:29 GMT
Sam had gone into her own private trunk. Inside, were things she had worn she had been Erica's age. That seemed so long ago. There were a few dresses that fell near the knees, skirts, shirts, a sweater, a vest, and a smaller pair of boots.
"I think some of these might work better." Samantha said smiling at Erica. "Here, I'll let you change." She let the door to her office slide shut behind her. That's when she heard Rogers knocking. Sliding open the door to the hallway, she hazard a look up at him with a soft smile.
"She's changing now." Samantha said stepping aside to let him back into the examination room. "You're very kind to her. Most people wouldn't bother." She wanted to add, 'Like most people wouldn't bother with me., but she just let it hang there unspoken.
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