<div class="floatleft">(http://imageshack.com/a/img844/7043/lb3w.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Thalia Linnea,</span><em>Medic</em><br/>One month ago<br/><em>Mariner's Gate</em>Space Station<br/>Tagging - Santiago<br/>Location -<em>Silverlight</em>nightclub<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Thalia numbed the area first. Nothing that would affect Santiago's judgment, then stitched up the wound just as he asked. She wasn't bad at sewing, all things considered. She was surprised to see Santiago slip off to sleep. It was as good a sign as any that she wasn't causing him any pain.. or that he found it relaxing, which probably wasn't the case.<br/><br/>Some time passed...<br/><br/>She gave his shoulder a tap, then more of a push to wake him. Thalia obviously found this amusing for some reason. "You can wake up now. I'm done." The wound on Santiago's arm was covered by a light bandage, so he wouldn't get to see her handiwork for a while. She'd already set aside the trays and tidied up the med bay. He must've been out for a while.<br/><br/>"Be careful with it or you'll tug on the stitches in ways stitches oughtn't be tugged on."<br/>