<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>Mess<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Janos, Ranna, Lily, Maho, Alroy, Erich<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Kara was enjoying simply being quiet and listening to the pilots talk about their Mech's. Granted a lot of it went right over her head, especially the more technical aspects, but it was always fun to listen to people discuss something with passion and these men and women clearly had that in spades as they spoke of their Mech's in the same tones she would have used discussing putting a particularly difficult wound back together. Being quiet also gave her the chance to get a feel for each of them as people and not just potential patients. Some doctors didn't like being personal with their patients, but Kara had always found that she did<em>better</em>work when she was personally vested in the patient then when it was just some stranger to her.<br/><br/>Mid-bite through her stew she suddenly let out a string of invective that made it clear, as almost nothing else could, that the young looking doctor had been spending plenty of time around Mech-jocks. Picking up her tablet, it was making a soft alarm noise, something that would have been easily missed if it hadn't made the pretty woman curse a blue streak...and in more than one language. Tapping the tablet a few times she made the sound stop, but her attention had shifted from the conversation at the table to watching the door.<br/><br/>In her experience people only went a few places when they left a med bay without authorization, and the mess hall was high on the list. If Erich didn't come walking in in a few moments she'd go looking for him.<br/><br/>She didn't have to go looking. A few minutes later, and in fresh clothing that told her he'd stopped by his own quarters, he was sitting down at the table with food of his own. Food she never would have let him eat on his own with all the damned drugs she'd been pumping into him!<br/><br/><em>"So, as I'm bored as hell watching the paint flake in the medbay, I figured I'd wander over and pester you kids. Anything on the news, or that you'd like to share?"</em><br/><br/>"How about the fact that you're a lousy patient," Kara said, her voice silky smooth and carrying an edge of sweetness that promised it was hiding nothing nice. Or the fact that most of the food on that plate will make you so violently ill that your stitches will rip<em>through</em>the tissues they're supposed to be holding together and I'll have to spend a couple hours re-doing my, very fine, work?"