The drow grinned. "Good! Now, let's go make Bianca happy, before she decides to do something unpleasant," she said with a laugh, leading Ivy through the ship's corridors, to the ship's fully equipped medical bay. Most of the crew they passed were human, though she'd see a mix of races; gnomes, dwarves, orcs, even an ogre, lumbering past. When they arrived, Bianca was setting up a few supplied on a tray, though she looked up and smiled as they entered. "Oh, good. Those protrusions on the side of your head are good for something other than decorating with gaudy bits of metal," she said, dryly. "Now, you, over here, sit on this table," she ordered Ivy. "And you, go sit over there," she ordered Midnight.<br/><br/>She scooped up the tray and moved over to where Ivy was seated, and began to take various samples from her; hair, saliva, and a small blood sample, obtained with a painless device stuck to her arm for a few seconds. "Now, just sit tight, I should have results within about ten minutes." She then repeated the process with Midnight... except, for the blood draw, he deliberately used an old-fashioned syringe, and stuck her multiple times, because she 'missed the vein'.