<div class="floatleft">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8y2KUFnFqLU/TpDEARktEyI/AAAAAAAAD9U/zGcL_SxbVlA/s1600/clearglasses.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Bianca Meyrs</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Exploring level 3</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> World Famous Doctor Matheus Haddad, Doctor Lockheart and probably Xander, then alone in the dark</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Doing stuff</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>-<em>If you don't have data, it would be wise to request it from Earth. We can do it, right, doctor?</em>- from what she have already seen colony was in pretty run-down condition after almost 30 years of abandonment. It reminded her of horror-movies featuring a group of helpless people in the middle of Space facing some alien abomination. Doctors usually didn't last long in them.<br/><br/>Soon Bianca finished with her unpacking duty. Only a couple of crates were left untouched - the ones with dental equipment: spare burs in different shapes and for different occasions, other materials and pastes, - but infirmary wasn't the most suiting place for them. Speaking of which...<br/><br/>-<em>If you don't mind, doctor,</em>- she stepped over piles of empty crates, -<em>I should probably go and look for a working dental chair,</em>- she greeted Miranda's patient with a nod, -<em>Otherwise I would need to borrow one of them mining drills to do my job.</em><br/><br/>Bianca was smiling as she left the infirmary. Even though modern dentistry granted means of absolutely painless dental care people still were somehow intimidated with dentists. And she found this fact utterly hilarious and used it on multiple occasions to have fun at the expense of patients.<br/><br/>Bianca was finally on her one, walking through empty corridors and looking inside every room she came across. Dental room was discovered relatively quick. Just like any other room on this level it looked hastily abandoned in addition to bearing a resemblance to torture room. It was a small room with notorious device occupying its very center, also ther were a small sink in the corner and a desk with a terminal and old papers on top of it. Just like infirmary it featured storage lockers still filled with 30-years-old supplies.<br/><br/>Bianca stepped from lockers, positioned herself in The Chair and closed her eyes. There were absolutely no desire for sleep, she just wanted to relax and get accustomed to her new work place.