<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/jlc1_zps4bfbfaae-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dr. Kara Gaius<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Med Bay<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Erich<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em> So, questions, comments, snarky observations? Heard most of 'em before, mind.</em><br/><br/>Having listened while Erich spoke, Kara was, herself, frowning slightly at where he'd ended up. Turning toward him, she lightly plucked the datapad out of his hand and placed it in a drawer out of reach. She wasn't certain what was on it, but she<em>was</em>certain that it wasn't his and therefore what was on it wasn't really any of his business. Thinking about what he'd said she didn't even realize she'd taken the pad from him, not really anyway, and she hopped up onto the stretcher next to his so she look into his face while speaking with him.<br/><br/>"Nothing snarky. Being snarky when a patient is as drugged as you are is just rude. As for observations, you're handsomer when you smile, but about the only personally<em>true</em>thing in that entire recitation I just heard was the way your smile faded when you spoke of your former Battalion. Other than that it was all facts and figures. Most of which I could simply have gotten from looking at your personnel file."<br/><br/>Looking at the wounded man across from her, she considered giving him a sedative to help him rest while his IV was still running but since he didn't seem too out of sorts she decided against it. He wasn't trying to move around, wasn't risking his stitches or the IV, so, for now, she decided to leave him conscious.<br/><br/>"I asked about<em>you</em>. Tell me something true, something that matters," she said, a small smile quirking her lips as she reached up and pulled the tie holding her hair back in a tight braid free. She was done working for the moment so she let her smooth mane of chocolate locks fall down and fluffed them out, the braid having left her normally straight hair in a mass of slight waves. "For example, you know my name's Dr. Kara Gaiuss, and I'm clearly a Trauma Surgeon, but that doesn't really tell you anything. Facts on paper. It doesn't tell you who I<em>am</em>, just what I do. Something true, would be my sharing that when I'm not in a med bay, I almost always have a sketch pad and box of pencils or charcoal nearby. I love to draw. It let's me create beauty even in the sterile, and sometimes hostile, environment aboard a dropship even though I wouldn't want to be anywhere else," she said, adding the last with a slight smirk because it was true. She enjoyed creating beautiful landscapes when she drew, but if anyone tried to actually make her live anywhere but on a ship...well they'd probably end up drugged while she disappeared on the first ship she came to!