<strong>Susan Cochrane<br/>On Emily's boat<br/>Talking to an insanely hot and slightly mad amazon</strong><br/><br/>"Everybody calls me a doctor."  Might as well take the plunge.  "But I"m not.  I'm an ex-Army Medic.   I'm not an alcoholic or drug addict."<em> Hagridden, maybe literally perhaps. </em>"That alone puts me head and shoulders over most Street Doctors.  I wasn't dishonorably discharged for incompetence either.  That helps even more.  I haven't accidentally killed any of my patients, word like that gets around."  Susan's head lifted slightly, she seemed to be listening to something.  "The shower stopped.  Emily's done.  We should go down into the cabin.  We don't need some nosy type dropping by to say hi as as excuse to see what we're up to at this berth."<br/><br/>She moved carefully and slowly, carrying her kitbags, making sure Mari could see her hands at all times.<br/>