<div class="floatleft">(http://www.starscolor.com/images/michelle-trachtenberg-06.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dr. Miranda Lockheart</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Infirmary</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>  Doctor Haddad and Bianca</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Getting infirmary up and running</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Miranda followed in behind Bianca and Matheus, smirking softly at the way that Bianca handled herself around the doctor. With a little obnoxious push, she got the pallat into the infirmary. "Damn! This place is a mess! I wonder what happened here...how could anyone have practiced medicine here. It's like they were desperately trying to do something." Miranda headed forward and stacked a couple papers that were on a desk and set them aside. "I really hope these papers aren't important or are on file, because reading through all of these is really going to be a pain..." she bit her lower lip as she headed back to the cart and was unloaded crates.<br/><br/>Miranda turned her head to Dr. Haddad and nodded. "Yup.....data transmission en route to you. I have to agree with Bianca here. Surprised that you don't have these records."