Corporal Ruya Aras.<br/>Tagging: K-Doc (<a class="username" data-user-id="18963" data-username="@TheCorsair" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/18963/">@TheCorsair</a>), Jaxx Herd (<a class="username" data-user-id="20459" data-username="@LeaT" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/20459/">@LeaT</a>), Lt. Cartwright (<a class="username" data-user-id="33696" data-username="@Black_Out" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/33696/">@Black_Out</a>).<br/>Location: Medical Bay.<br/>---<br/><br/>The Doctor stepped in to answer the woman’s curiosity about Ruya’s re-socialization program. As courtesy as it sounded on her behalf, she merely snorted and rolled her eyes. How kind of them to protect their trade secrets, like they were doing<i>her</i>a favor. It was all very sensitive and often embarrassing for Forge. Sometimes a rehabilitated criminal-turned-mercenary like her blew their lid and went on a bloody rampage. Sometimes they broke down and went into some sort of combat induced blindness or deaf hysteria. It was all just a bunch of personality altering drugs in her head maintaining a very delicate balance.<br/><br/>She was told to wait a bit longer if Ms. Herd had anything else to discuss with the doctor. At least she had brains not to walk in front of Ruya when she would be in combat mode. Offering to be an advocate for her?<i>She can advocate the price of my next beer if it’s so important to her.</i>Both the Doctor and the scientist, despite their opposing views on what had been done to Ruya, felt like they were dehumanizing her. What, she couldn’t defend or speak for herself? She was just a non-entity, a science experiment?<br/><br/>Ruya just watched Ms. Herd flatly as she lamented Ruya’s loss of a very dedicated advocate.<i>Wait…what did she mean?</i>It sounded like something other than political or moral, causing her to quirk an eyebrow.<i>Did you even kill anyone before they drugged you up?</i>“Plenty.” Ruya answered honestly, though she only remembered snatches of her life in Istanbul slums and ghettos before this. “Now they just regulate who I do it to. Typical oversight, you know? Call it efficiency, I guess.” She smiled morbidly at Ms. Herd, though it vanished when the scientist moved to depart. Suddenly, she wished the intrusive woman would stay. Now it was just her…and the Doctor.<i>And all those needles and syringes and drugs.</i>Despite all her capability, she was paralyzed from doing anything when it came to those.<br/><br/><i>That was the mind altering drugs at work. No interpersonal relationships. No chance to build them up. Just hostility to all, especially those that could help. That’s how you keep an addict hooked. No help, no support, nothing.</i><br/><br/>She was scarcely left alone with the Doctor before another entered. In walked an officer, Lieutenant Cartwright, and Riya shot up to her feet, mandated by her training and indoctrination, snapping off a salute. “Officer on deck!” She announced, standing primed and ready, very…robotically. She went at ease when the Lieutenant began to brief them, standing very still, all quiet in her mind, forced open and empty to be filled with orders.<i>Pirates enroute, but instead of fighting…they were going to buckle down and run. Ruya didn’t like that, but it wasn’t her place to like anything. The only relevant information to her was that she was going into stasis.</i>And that meant…no relaxing beer or anything.<i>No seeing what this so-called willing advocate meant with her talk of dedication.</i><br/><br/>She had no questions, so she stared directly ahead at the wall and bulkhead behind, still at attention, forced to be so by the increased responsiveness to figures of authority.<i>If only she could…</i>