<br/>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/54/Li_Mei.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Li Mei Prachalerm, Ship's Doctor</span></span><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Character Sheet</div><div class="spoiler_body">Attributes:<br/>Mental D10<br/>Physical D8<br/>Social D6<br/><br/>Skills (Specialties):<br/>Drive D6<br/>Focus D10 (Calm)<br/>Influence D8<br/>Know  D8 (Medical Knowledge)<br/>Move D6<br/>Notice  D10 (Medical Examination)<br/>Operate D8<br/>Sneak D6<br/>Treat D12 (First Aid)<br/>Trick D6<br/> <br/>Distinctions:<br/>Ship's Doctor D8<br/>Mysterious Past D8<br/>On the Run D8<br/><br/>Signature Assets:<br/>Doctor's Bag D8<br/></div></div>Plot Points: 2<br/><br/>"<em>Tamade.*</em>Every time Captain, every single time we come to one of these places..." Li Mei started, knocking back her drink quickly, while Clay and Hope bickered and Eli started screaming. She hated these places for a reason; there was always a fight. Always someone either causing trouble or getting caught up in someone else's trouble, it seemed to be a universal law of backwater bars. All she wanted to do was keep a nice quiet profile while making a decent living, and this was all she needed. Next thing you knew someone would call the authorities, questions would be asked, and she'd show up in the system again after having been off the radar for so long. She couldn't help but glare a little at Hope, this mess was apparently the gambler's fault, and subtly shake her head and roll her eyes.<br/><br/>Li Mei didn't want to see some poor fool get his hand smashed by some louts with a hammer, but that was where Eli and the other muscle came in. In a fight, Li Mei was a liability, not an asset, and she knew it. She pulled her medical bag up into her lap, someone would need some bandaging after this, she just hoped it wasn't Eli, and she hoped nobody pulled out any guns either. When that though crossed her mind, she started looking around for the nearest bit of furniture she could easily get behind in case pistols got drawn, and why not, it worked before.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">*Shit.</span>